A Sprig of Spring

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Blurb One:

During the years they were apart, Gu Yi traveled far and wide under the identity of a war correspondent. The only places she hadn't been were the North and South Poles.

Chen Beiran lived a repetitive life, doing the same things day after day: treating the sick and saving lives.

Until one day, he watched helplessly as lives vanished like ants in the place where Gu Yi had lived, and there was nothing he could do.

Chen Beiran had only one thought: he wanted to go back. He desperately wanted to return to Gu Yi's side.

When they met again, the lively, lovely girl who had once followed obediently behind him

was wearing a gorgeous evening gown, a cigarette between her fingers, slowly blowing a smoke ring into his face.

Her eyes were ice-cold as she looked at him. "I thought you'd died out there ages ago."

Blurb Two:

Chen Beiran is skilled in medicine. The hard part is healing his own heart.

His cure is Gu Yi.

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A meteorology associate professor whose mood sours whenever it rains X a beautiful lonely ghost who brings rain wherever she appears

Cheng Shuli, an associate professor of meteorology, has always been old-fashioned and rigid in his habits. Even his sleeping posture is perfectly neat and proper.

Tang Youyou drifts over to his bedside and clicks her tongue in disdain. "Tsk, even we dead people don't sleep like that."

Cheng Shuli retorts, "I've never seen a ghost who eats as much as you do, either."

Tang Youyou: "I've never seen someone as lifeless as you!"

Cheng Shuli: "When I find your grave, I'll dig it up and see if all you've got left is that mouth."

Tang Youyou fumes. "You acerbic old geezer!"

Cheng Shuli sneers. "You've been floating around for over a hundred years. Which of us is older, exactly?!"

Tang Youyou: "…"

In a fit of anger, Tang Youyou stopped appearing altogether. The weather at Wuziding Meteorological Station stayed sunny and cloudless for several days, and Cheng Shuli's mood grew even worse.

A friend who knows about his rainy-day syndrome asks, "The weather's so nice. Why are you still so down?"

Cheng Shuli: "There's a ghost in my heart."

Theme: Uphold the core socialist values.