I read a lot of online articles, many with systems, many with rebirth. Such novels are certainly effective to kill time, but I wanted to write something different, something real and sincere. In high school, Ai Shisan, who was in love for the first time, met the youthful Chen You. But encounter is just encounter. As for whether there is a perfect love, whether there is a youth that is profound in the eyes of others, the answer is like the east wind blowing in spring, carrying moisture and temperature.
When the east wind comes, will it definitely rain? If there is a beginning, there must be an end?
