Above the church, Fuji held the hand of another person and walked to the priest. The priest said: Mr. Fuji, are you willing to marry Miss Qianxia as your wife? No matter whether you are poor or rich, whether you live, old, sick, or die, you will love her all your life?
"I..."
"Dad, say you don't want to!" A child came in from the door of the church, wearing a black dress and honey-colored hair, but his eyes were indeed golden, just like hers. They were a replica of Fu Er. Fu Er was dumbfounded, and the bride next to him also looked surprised...
It turns out that you have always been there and have never forgotten...
Fuji, there is a kind of love. She will no longer wait for you, she will drift away. She is waiting for you to catch up with her, but you stopped and did not catch up. Fuji, my love is waiting for you, but you are walking in the opposite direction...
Fuji was stunned, took the child's hand, turned around and ran out, leaving the bride there stunned, unable to recover for a long time...
She and him, from meeting to knowing each other, to falling in love, she did not miss it, but he missed it. When he comes back to his senses, will he be able to catch up...
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