The Gentle Script of Memory

Today is my third year in this world. It's also the third anniversary of my marriage to Gu Yan. I cooked a table full of dishes for him. "Didn't I say there's no need to do it? Don't waste your efforts." He had just come back from the company and put his coat on the coat rack at the door with a look of disdain on his face. "No matter how well you do, in my eyes you can't compare to... Hers." But I didn't feel lost, but instead very happy. Because, I can finally go home. Intention: Design a world for you, waiting for you to wake up