June and July are like a secret sealed in your hearts that only each other understands. The two straight lines met when the Yangtze River entered the plum season, and have been entangled ever since. The continuous rain wrapped you in that small courtyard. The bones were not only your flesh and blood, but also your ignorant but long adolescence.
You finally overcame the growing pains and escaped the dove-gray rainy days. From then on, the clouds opened and the sun shone brightly.
"So, I do.
Purpose: Take care of yourself