The sun was shining brightly in the summer of my second year of high school, and the evening breeze occasionally blew through the window, adding a touch of beauty to the night. The little buds sprouting in the young man's heart bring life to that cold sweetness. The memory is profound. I only remember that the man was wearing a clean school uniform and the scent of sandalwood surrounded him. I just remember him saying: "I've liked you since junior high school, can I chase you now?"
That year, under the shade of the tree, the young man expressed his feelings. The breeze blew through Gu Lin's hair, and a green voice sounded in his ears...
Purpose: Love has no definition, it is ordinary and great, and has never been divided into genders; reject domestic violence