This morning Han Anze suddenly appeared at the door holding roses, knelt down on one knee - and proposed to her. There are no romantic fireworks and no beautiful starry sky. Just a simple and sincere statement.
Han Anze said, marry me, Yangyang, and I will take care of you for the rest of your life.
Anyang burst into tears instantly. She had been waiting for this sentence for seven years.
However, Anze has also been brewing this sentence for seven years.
In these bright or dark, cloudy or sunny years, they almost went from black hair to gray hair.