About the Fact That My Wife Loves Me Very Much

[Shuangjie: Everyday life: A gentle senior who is in love with a white flower × a girl with fair skin, good looks and a good mouth] "Student Su, your ears are a little red." Su Che's ears suddenly turned redder when he looked at a certain school beauty classmate who suddenly came closer. — The gears of fate turn and the two gradually get closer "So we are friends?" "Hook" — "Whoever likes you would be really unlucky!!" Looking at her somewhat annoyed face, Su Che's lips curved. "Each other! Each other!" — Invisible red threads entwine the two of them, ambiguity, temptation, and denial. "Do I like her?" "He won't be the one I like!" — Misunderstandings, quarrels, and her cowardly subconscious evasion all made him feel tortured, and finally he chose to speak out. Su Che lowered his eyebrows and said, "Let's be together." "Good" "What did you just say?" "I said yes, yes, I agree to your request." "I take it seriously" "That would be great" Meng Jinnian flew into his arms like a butterfly, straightforward and warm. — The cloud waves rolled suddenly, and the ink dripped on the yellowed paper and smeared out. He was dragged into the mystery without realizing it, and the things around him became blurred. The hands of time are still turning. In the year of graduation, he entered the research institute of his dreams and searched for answers all the time. _ "Does it still count if you said we'd get married when I come back?" Her hand is pressed against the cold glass, no one can answer this question