Years Flow Like Ink

I just love you!

I want to spoil you endlessly!

How can you be so wonderful?

With ten years between us, we’re so sweet together.

Yan Mo calls out to Song Ziming from afar. Song Ziming turns around, smiles happily, and walks toward Yan Mo.

“Is it over?”

“No. It’s all starting over.”

Yan Mo wraps both arms around Song Ziming’s neck and gives him a gentle kiss.