In the Summer of Looking Back, We Meet Again

Three years after graduation, I was stuck at work, with only a cat named Gardenia to accompany me. The summer in Beijing is hot and humid, and on the way to reunite with old friends, a thunderstorm tears reality apart. I fell back to 2023, to the eve of everyone rushing to Prague. In the old dormitory, there are sycamore trees, and the faded writing on the cupboard door lies quietly: u are my summer, my dear friend who has not yet traveled far, Bai Yueguang Feng Yue. I carry with me the memories of my past, but I am missing all the memories of two years in Prague. Those years seemed to be wiped out of thin air. Every time I try to retrace my steps, my mind only feels tingling, as if someone is preventing me from recalling that time. Later, when I went to study abroad, the forgotten memories slowly awakened, and the secrets of time travel also emerged. A thunderstorm, a trip back in time. All the regrets, all the misses have still not happened. This time, will I meet you again in summer?