I Owe You a Wedding

My wife comes first: I folded our memories into a book. I want to tell you quietly when we are old. This is not fancy, it proves the traces left by the years. This strange acquaintance is your eternal dark history, and it is also my highest moment of glory. In the end, the breakup of the second grade... And the desperate embrace two years later... We have experienced ups and downs along the way and have overcome them hand in hand. Without the blessings of relatives... But we still won the red book! Although there are regrets along the way. But for the rest of my life. There are surprises everywhere. I give it to you both in the book and in reality. Be sure to pick up the Easter eggs I prepared for you.