[Demining] This article is heart-warming and not trendy (just kidding), it is a true growth story, the emotional line is not industrial saccharine, and the ending is loyal to the fate of the character. Please prepare tissues, but haircut is not guaranteed.
Xu Wenrou has been writing BE for three years, and the editor said she has a hard heart.
Until she met Shen Ji'an, a man who can make all kinds of beautiful snacks.
His peach blossom fruit has just the right amount of sweetness, but people are not like his fruit.
Depression had made him physically and mentally exhausted, and her appearance, like a noisy little sun, healed him.
She wrote his rose jam in the book, and the sweet-scented osmanthus rice cake was full of love.
The next four years are full of sweetness in the book.
The night before receiving the certificate, he complained about not eating too much sweet-scented osmanthus rice dumplings, and when he came back, he would make another bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus rice dumplings as a wedding gift for the two of them.
But what awaited was the news that Shen Ji'an had committed suicide.
Shen Ji'an died, the day before he and Xu Wenrou received the certificate.
After that, Xu Wenrou's novel stopped at the seventh summer solstice.
"He doesn't have many relics, and I am one of them."
Purpose: Regret is a required subject for growth, and so is loss