It's Warm to Hold You

That day, the sun was just right and there was a gentle breeze. Ziyue went home from get off work with her colleagues as usual. When passing a small bridge, she inadvertently looked up at the bridge, and suddenly saw a familiar figure. The figure stood on the bridge, with his back to the afterglow of the setting sun, and his figure looked particularly tall and straight. Men seem to be becoming more mature and stable. She could hardly believe her eyes, seeing each other again after so many years. The appearance of a man once again broke her peaceful life, which she hated and loved at the same time.