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"The Night of Arrival" is a love novel with dual timelines. The summer in the south is always so hot, but after arriving in the north, I discovered that I didn't really like that kind of summer. I used to be so happy just because you were there. When did it start? This persistent, youthful throbbing. Was it when I first caught a glimpse of you through my room window, or after we drank a bottle of cherries together? Was it when I experienced longing countless times in the distant night, or was it the moment I pushed open the door of the abandoned theater? If someone were to ask me this question, I might just remain silent for a long time. The fireworks at the gathering in the silent summer night, the century-old trees that always stand upright. If I look back now and there is anything I regret, I think it should be that I forgot to tell you these words when I said my final farewell: "Whenever you arrive in the city at night, you arrive in my heart."