He is the summer, I am the sky. We once had an appointment that next summer, he would wait for me at the central tower in Changyang and then we could ascend to the heaven together. He always shouted in the area that he would love me forever and promised that he would wait for my return. At first, I really did not believe it. I did not believe in forever, nor did I believe that he would really wait for me to come back. This is the Internet. Even if he truly loved, that person wouldn't be me behind the screen. Perhaps what attracted each other was only a sense of mystery. The illusory protagonist manipulated the real loneliness and emptiness.