
I'll Share Half My Donut with You
甜甜圈分你一半
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 217k Words
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 4y ago
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9.0Score
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I cried. I remembered this scene: Xie Yu filled a basin with water, and Yan He put her feet into the wooden foot bath tub. The two sat facing each other, and she spread her toes and rubbed them against the back of his feet. Xie Yu said, "Your feet are so small." Two clean, white, and chubby feet clung to his feet like soft, fluffy pieces of meat. Yan He asked him, "Will you love me forever?"
Because she was too afraid to tell anyone that her boyfriend had hit her, it didn't matter if her brother went to jail? I'm completely baffled.
Oh my god, who taught you to write a side story that goes all the way to the end of life? It's making me cry! I hope Xie Tong will be happy, and that you will all be happy.
When are you coming back to write? I miss you so much.
When are you coming back to write? I miss you so much.
When will you start a new story, author?!
If I plant one seed, will it produce many, many more updated chapters?
Seriously, people who are easily moved to tears should just watch up to the third extra chapter.
It's touching how these couples stay together until old age. When Xie Tong was going through her rebellious phase, I was wondering how Yan He's life would turn out this way, and whether it would be a bit terrible. But then I realized that as time goes by, things change, and one generation follows another. In the end, Xie Yu appears carefree and sees through everything; he will always be that devoted young man who loves Yan He.
Oh my god, I didn't expect it to be a tragic ending... I cried so much at the end... From their youthful days to their old age, from school uniforms to wedding dresses to funeral attire, Xie Yu and Yan He spent over sixty years together, from unrealistic dreams to the mundane realities of life. A lifetime is probably just like that.