She finally let go of the person she had been in love with since childhood, and it turns out that the only one who trapped her was herself.
"Historian Lou, I really didn't go out." She swore with her fingers.
"Oh, I understand."
She breathed a sigh of relief and wiped her sweat, but the next moment she suddenly exclaimed: "Put down the pen!"
In the bustling spring day, Lou Chen looked at her with a smile: An Linglong, I am happy with you.
He put down his pen and put a spring flower on the desk. He thought, spring is so beautiful.
An Linglong turned her head to look at the flowers, and he looked up at her.
Intention: growth