In the tenth year after saving Song Bai, he and I finally had the fruit of love.
On the tenth anniversary, I came to him with joy and took the pregnancy test form to celebrate.
But he stood on the racing track again and bet his life for Bai Yueguang.
I didn't stop him, I just made an appointment for surgery amidst the roar of the racing car.
Just before entering the operating room, He Wan's Weibo updates were updated.
"Even if ten years have passed, I am still his rose. No matter how good the rose is, it is just a fake."
In the picture, He Wan has a red rose wrapped around his neck.
I suddenly felt hot on the back of my neck, but when I touched it I found it was just a rose.
Song Bai personally tattooed it on me five years ago.
I commented lightly.
"The flowers are beautiful, I wish you 99."
After the operation, Song Bai gave me 999 red roses with a doting tone.
"If you like flowers, I will give them to you every day from now on."
I looked at the hickey on his neck that I forgot to cover, and felt no emotion in my heart.
He doesn't know that we have no future.
