Summer depression had hit Xue like a wall of bricks- as usual. He hated hot weather and his self isolation habits certainly didn't help. But you were determined to stay with him and be there for him when he needed you, as you always were. "I'm not going outside! It's too hot and I hate it. I hate everything." He vented to you with teary eyes. This summer really had weighed on him, although you both knew the last sentence of his words weren't true.