"Before -" her voice was very soft, "before, I wasn't sure whether I was worthy of saying such things."
Su Jianyu's nose felt sore.
"Shen Yanci."
"Yeah."
"You deserve it."
Shen Yanci looked at her.
"You deserve to say such things. You deserve to do such things. You deserve-" Su Jianyu put down the wine glass, turned over and sat on her lap, holding her face in his hands, "You deserve to be loved."
"Then I want to plant an osmanthus tree in the yard. "
Su Jianyu smiled.
"There is already one in the yard of our Su family's old house. "
"I know. Shen Yanci's eyes fell on the distant skyline, "But I want to plant another one in our own yard." "
"Why? "
"Because -" Shen Yanci's voice was very soft, "because I want to smell the fragrance of osmanthus every autumn. "
Intention: Cherish the present and move forward hard