"Gu Siyu... Gu Siyu..." The girl lowered her head and practiced the name over and over in her diary, muttering his name from time to time. The names that appeared over and over again in the diary seemed to be her hidden secrets. Years later, when she dug out her childhood diary again, she just smiled. Fill in the following words on the last page of the book: Gu Siyu, thank you for your like. (It's plain and sweet, I hope you can find the best encounter)