Three Meals and Four Seasons with My Husband, Sharing Changan

Mr. Qi and I met in late summer and early autumn, and this is our fourth anniversary now. I have a bad memory, so I can't remember the year or day when we fell in love. Maybe it was very early, but Mr. Qi remembered it, but he never told me. He kept it secret, and I kept irritating him that he must not remember it either. He just laughed. I just looked at him. I have a bad memory, and I can't bear to let go of the trivial details I had with Mr. Qi. I'm afraid that one day I won't remember them anymore, so I want to write them down for future review. I want to live in a house with Mr. Qi for two people, three meals a day and four seasons.