Flight AC108.
Tokyo to Beijing.
…Two years later, I'm back here again.
Shen Qiao sat on the seat by the window, his forehead gently leaning against the cabin board.
The tail ring on the little finger of his left hand was rubbed back and forth, gradually becoming warm.
Along with the memories.
It seems that I can still clearly remember his nervous and slightly pursed lips...
At that time, he put the ring on the little finger of her right hand;
At that time, she didn't understand the meaning yet——
Above the right hand: holding the hand of the son and growing old together with the son.
The left hand says, I have not seen a gentleman, and my heart is sad.
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Changed my phone number and changed my mind.
Welcome to visit or something~Thank you for your support [bow]