One person's secret love, two people's ultimate aspirations.
"But we are no longer strangers." "But my heart has never felt like this."
"I don't know how to grow the foxtail grass you like, so I went to the roadside in the suburbs to pick it. The green color is very fresh, and the dense cilia make it look fat. With its head lowered, it looks a lot like you that summer."
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Xu Qiuyi asked again with a trembling voice: "Fu Gui, so you liked me six years ago... Is that right...?" Fu Gui, who was sitting across from the sofa, had already burst into tears, "Yes... Yes... I like you, I like you - why..." Fu Gui held his forehead with his hands. He did not dare to look at Xu Qiuyi, nor did he see Xu Qiuyi's red eyes. Fu Gui didn't know why he couldn't help crying, but he felt really uncomfortable and couldn't breathe. It seemed that he could no longer bear the sadness of the past six years.
Concept: A young man's secret love is like the wind embracing his heart.