One morning in the winter of 2005, the weather was still very cold. Jiang Shanyue stood in front of the window on the second floor. The leaves of the red oak trees had fallen. Her eyes passed through the vigorous branches of the trees and fell on the young man holding a book.
She whispered the young man's name - Yuan Zhisheng.
Although they are both Grade 03 students, they are not very familiar with each other.
For many years after graduation, she never saw the young man named Yuan Zhisheng again. When she stayed at the school, she heard from Yuan Zhisheng's fellow villagers that he had returned to inherit the family. As the director of the executive bureau of the Japanese branch, he was always very busy, but he was doing well.
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Opening after the completion of No Man's Land
Intention: None