那年夏天，蝉鸣老TestFixture了 roofs over the city. Li Huan sat on the small balcony of her apartment, stirring the ice in her lemonade with a long spoon. The sun was beating down, making the air thick and still. She hadn’t moved in this apartment for long, but it already felt like a part of her. Except for one thing—the memory of Wei Chen.

Wei Chen was like a ghost, always present in her thoughts. They had been together for three years, from the time she was still in high school until she finished her freshman year of university. It had been a tumultuous relationship, filled with ups and downs. She wasn’t sure how they’d ended up where they were, but they’d broken up six months ago, and it still felt like only yesterday.

She remembered the last time she’d seen him. He’d been standing at the train station, his eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and hope. “We can’t keep doing this,” he’d said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I need to start over.” Li Huan had nodded, her heart breaking into a million pieces. She’d tried to tell him she felt the same, but words had failed her.