In his senior year of high school, Bu He fell in love with Ye Zhoudu
She secretly brewed a pot of green plum wine in her heart. It was sour and astringent. No one knew.
Summer is over and the rainy season seems to have passed. But will anyone be trapped in the rainy season forever and never come out?
Maybe after waiting for this summer, the story will come to an end. Whether it is complete or not is no longer important.
Not fellow travelers, not in the same boat
To our youth that will eventually pass away
Intention: freedom