She passed away two years ago and did not have time to get the certificate. Her belongings were sealed with her forever. But no one knew that the couple's pajamas buried in it were mine, and hers had been kept and worn by me. My family asked me if I had gained weight and wore loose pajamas. It turned into a tight-fitting garment. In fact, they didn't know it. It was the only way I could feel that she hadn't left. On the night of the funeral, I held her and cried for a long time. Two years have passed. Wanwan, it will be cold down there. You must not kick the quilt when you sleep at night. I will come to accompany you after I finish my work. If we meet sooner in the next life, I will give you a wedding
