I’ve read a lot of online novels. Many feature a System, and many are about someone reborn. These stories are certainly good for passing the time, but I want to write something different, something real and sincere. In high school, Ai Shisan, whose heart was just beginning to flutter, met the radiant Chen You. But meeting someone is just that: meeting them. Whether a perfect love will grow between them, whether their youth will become something profound in the eyes of others, the answer is like the east wind that blows in with spring, carrying moisture and warmth.
When the east wind comes, does it always bring rain? If something begins, must it have an ending?
