A single story in one volume
When I was eight years old, he fished me out of the river.
I choked on the water and he performed artificial respiration.
After I woke up, my mother pressed my head and asked me to thank me. I suppressed my blush and said:
"He... He kissed me."
When I was sixteen, he blocked me in an alley:
"I heard that you accept love letters from others?"
At the age of twenty-six, he drank too much at the wedding, bit his ear and said:
"When your hair turns gray, I will have to comb it for you."
——Later I realized that there really is someone whose love lasts a lifetime.
