Later, in a gentle night, Song Zhizhen carried her on his back, and she lay on his shoulder and asked: "Song Zhizhen, I choose to live in your city until I grow old. Are you willing to accompany me to grow old together?"
The moonlight was sultry, and he stopped and said, "Xu Youqing, how do you think I can refuse?"
My dearest girls, you must believe that every girl is a princess. One day, your prince will come to you, hold your hand, and run to the most beautiful fairy tale world. You have to wait.