Gu Yue met a good-looking boy at an age when she didn't know how to like him. His smile was as gentle as the spring wind. When she was sixteen, she met that boy again, and their story had just begun.
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He stood on the rooftop, his smile still moved Gu Yue's heart. Behind him was the sun that was rising slowly. The warm light hit Zhou Ye's hair, giving him a layer of light. Gu Yue heard her young man say to her: "Gu Yue, can we go to the same university?"
Intention: growth