If you lose your past, you will not have your future. Then; this world without you, why is I living in this life?

Life on a sunny day is as calm as a lake without a source, but perhaps because of early summer, his life seems to be filled with a little stream, which makes the calm lake begin to feel a little turbulent.

On a midsummer afternoon, the two unidentified people met. Shi Chuxia covered Qingtian's eyes and asked, "Do you like me?"

Qingtian didn't answer, and his thoughts came to another place, a place he thought he had forgotten for a long time, so an old movie-like picture was screened in his mind.

It seemed like the story of a young man and a girl many years ago. The male protagonist is Qingtian, and the female protagonist's name is Xia Wei.

Yes, it's this name. Why not be sure? Qingtian and Xia Wei are childhood sweethearts. Don't misunderstand that at which age, the two of them won't understand what love is.

It’s just a bit hazy feeling, it should be the unconscious electric shock of the spirit and body before the relationship between lovers.

Perhaps as long as there is time, the two will output the power of love. Xia Wei is a short-haired girl. In the impression of sunny days, she seems to have never seen Xia Wei's long hair.

The story of the movie takes place on the way to school when the two of them catch up with Xia Wei. Xia Wei smiled and shouted with a scoundrel, "You are cheating, you have a foot."

Qingtian said helplessly, it is difficult to chase two feet with one foot! Xia Wei shook her head, her soft short hair was like dancing smoke, and a smell of sunny days that she had been used to and reliant on for a long time passed through her nose.

Xia Wei always has a fragrance on her hair, and Qingtian always thinks she is born. Xia Wei continues to maintain a rogue tone and says, no matter, you lose rock-paper-scissors.

Speaking of this, Xia Wei laughed unconsciously. Qingtian knew why she laughed, because in Qingtian's memory, she never beat Xia Wei.

Xia Wei smiled and continued, Brother Qingtian closed his eyes and could only open it after ten numbers. Cut, Qingtian muttered to himself, expressing his dissatisfaction, and then closed his eyes.

After seeing it, Xia Wei covered her mouth and smiled, and then shed her steps. Qingtian: One, Two, Three, Four,... The sudden sound of brakes, the white curtains reflected in Qingtian's mind were soaked in blood.
Chapter completed!