The first time we met was a summer
Looking down from upstairs, there is a girl kneeling and sitting in a field of flowers, blooming in the sunshine like a pure and flawless flower.
The last time we met was also a summer
The boy waited for his lover to reunite, but witnessed his death
The sun was high, but his eyes dimmed.
"If my death can bring you happiness, then I am willing to do so."
"But only when you are here can I be truly happy."
A boy who has just begun to love and a dull and dull girl
Concept: Love can block all things and can also break through dimensions