"Jiaoer, in the future I will be glorious and glorious, and I will build a golden house for you. The golden house will hide your beauty."
The young man's gentle voice rang out on that warm afternoon, and the sun shone through the window paper and cast mottled light and shadow on the two of them, which was strangely warm. The girl had a bright smile on her face, and a voice like a silver bell came into her ears: "Brother Che, I'm waiting for that day."
I'm waiting for that day. On that day, I will definitely be your wife with a phoenix crown and a beautiful gown.