Green grass grows by the river, but at our school, though we have green grass and a river, there is no grass growing beside the river.
The handsome figure standing quietly by the river that morning was the object of Du Wen's longing. From far away, watching him from her own patch of grass was enough. Then Peng Hui, a sunny boy racing along the bridge, changed everything. He loved her, and she loved him, but whose beauty had captured his gaze?
The scars of youth, the tearful smiles of youth, a story of happiness in youth…
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Um, January 17th, it's rare to see Dada's latest notes. Sigh, where is Dada? Why haven't I updated the notes...