In that midsummer when cicadas were chirping noisily, they met at the age of 16 in an alley outside school. The moment he looked at him, the breeze carried the ignorance and throbbing of youth, and quietly took root in his heart. But the barriers of the world are like iron walls, and their love can only curl up in the dark night. At the age of 21, the city's neon lights were still flashing. They stood at the same place they had agreed upon, looking at the exhaustion and despair in each other's eyes. The misunderstood and denied past comes flooding back.
"When will you marry me?"
"Soon"
He doesn't know that he will never be able to wait for what he said: "I will marry you in the next life."
Intention: I'm sorry, this is my responsibility