Two people who don't have much feelings about marriage enter the palace of marriage. Apart from the happiness caused by the initial passion, what else is left after?
But marriage is originally a science. We went from failing to passing and finally handed over our perfect score.
Looking back, I still love you as much as before, and I hope that we will be like this every year.
Small theater:
"Shi Yuchen, your little cotton-padded jacket once again filled the belly of Uncle Wang's fish next door..."
"Shi Yuchen, your little devil took jelly and fruit sticks to the mud pond today..."
