"Xiaoyu, let's have another wedding."
"Zhuo Chen! I don't allow you to leave! You haven't even held a second wedding with me yet!"
Zhuo Chen and I have been in love for more than ten years, but we didn't wait for our second wedding.
After Zhuo Chen died, I carried his urn and came to the wedding venue. I played the wedding march and read poems. Finally, I lifted the veil and kissed him, saying "I love you."
Calm and doting X enthusiastic and cheerful
First perspective diary style
Intention: to torture the heart
