What spring brings to Guan Yong are only painful memories.
Ten years ago in the spring, he lost his mother.
In the spring of five years ago, his father abandoned his two minor children and ran away from home.
Guan Yong, who struggled to support the entire family, bid farewell to the campus in tears.
It was raining lightly all morning, and I looked at the soaked garden stone slabs in my cafe.
Guan Yong sighed. Maybe he will always hate spring.
Until he met that person.
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