One night, Ou Jin hugged his sweaty little wife and gently brushed the broken hair on her forehead with his hand, "When did it start?"
"When you were down and out, cold-faced and hard-hearted, well... Dull and boring." Chu Huai spread out his two palms and thought seriously about suitable idioms. After saying one, he bent down one finger bitterly, as if he wanted to count all ten fingers. His eyes squinted at him with incomparable resentment.
Someone looked at his cute little wife and couldn't help but laugh out loud. She was the only one who could make him laugh so happily. He looked directly into her cute little eyes, her dark eyes full of affection, and said movingly, "Thank you." He knew what she was talking about.
Ou Jin: Thank you for falling in love with me when I was at my worst; thank you for letting me marry you when I was in bloom.
Chu Huai: My happiest thing is that I met you after I understood love, and met me before you understood love.