Limited to 500 words, Tong Tong often has this dream: Under the clear blue sky, the tall sycamore tree stands silently. She sits under the tree holding a book. Suddenly, the wind blows, and the purple flowers fly down. She raises her head blankly, and the golden sunshine makes her squint her eyes slightly, but she sees someone coming against the light in the colorful light in front, with firm steps and a tall figure————
Gu Xiu always moves forward unswervingly towards his goal step by step, but when the variable Tong Tong appears in his life, he falls into a strange circle————
And the young man who has been following Atong————
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