Midsummer Dream

We had no quarrels, no betrayals, we just separated gently at the fork in the road of destiny. Those unspoken confessions, unfulfilled promises, and farewells without a chance to hug have all turned into the softest and most regretful thoughts in my heart. This book is written to the people who once loved deeply but could not be together, to every sincerity that ended in vain, and to myself who loved bravely but ended up with regrets. The story is short, but the regret is long; summer will end, but my heartbeat for you will always stay in that midsummer.