Summary
How long does love last?
Six months? One year? Three years? It doesn’t matter how long it lasts.
That’s not the point.
However, isn’t the saddest and most miserable time in love when you suddenly feel that your love has expired?
I’m still in the process, but it’s already over for the other person,
maybe even more miserable than unrequited love, like an affair.
Won Ji-ho, a promising swimmer and a mysterious man.
And a woman who is tired of love, Baek Yeo-woon.
A cool but somehow sticky summer breeze-like romance.
“I used to hate summer so much…… It’s weird to say the least. At some point, I began to worry about you, like the wind blowing in the summer.
”
I’m not going to make love again…….”
I felt his gaze on the side of my face. Ironically, it’s a chilly summer day. Oddly enough, I didn’t hate the smell of his cigarettes.
As I pushed my swollen eyelids up and looked up at the night sky, the sky was dark from the weather, and the sky was filled with mist. After crying a lot, I feel a little lighter. Yes, it’s enough to grunt like this. I don’t want you to have to suffer like this again. I don’t want to be hurt like this again. Like this again… You shouldn’t like anyone.
“Sister.”
A low-voiced guy called to me. When I turned my head to look to the side, I saw Jiho’s cold eyes staring at me to see if he had finished his cigarette. After their eyes met and stared at me silently for a long time, Wen Jiho slowly opened his mouth.
“I’ll be good to you.”
Jasin did. It’s dangerous. Don’t get involved with you. Don’t be interested in you. Don’t like you. And you’re like,
“Do you want to date?”
You’re tired of love, and you’re going to have a relationship, Won Jiho,
you… What kind of person is he?