Gu Yu is really like a little sun, shining all the time.
What about... Yourself? He Xuning smiled mockingly.
Secret love, conflicting feelings: afraid that he will notice, but also feeling regretful and lost. Finally, the blazing sunlight penetrated the thick protective shell, and the shady thoughts in my heart were undoubtedly exposed, but it was okay, okay...
Gu Yu, Gu Yu. You are my light.
May all the love in the blooming season be lived up to, may all the deep feelings come to an end, and may the person in your heart also like you.
Intention: May all the love in the flower season be lived up to