The rain outside finally stopped. Seeing the little girl looking so dejected, like a wilted daylily, Liang Jingmo quietly went to buy her a popsicle and walked her home. The dog followed behind them. The little girl clutched her popsicle and licked it with great enthusiasm, so absorbed that she tripped over little stones several times. Liang Jingmo sighed, stopped, and turned to look at her helplessly. Tears still hung from the corners of the little girl's eyes as she stared at him in bewilderment, not understanding why he had suddenly stopped. The little boy held out his hand. The little girl still didn't get it. Finally losing patience, the little boy grabbed her hand and pulled her along. And so the little girl focused on licking her popsicle while the little boy led her home. Many years later, they were still just like that. Mr. Liang forged ahead through every obstacle, leading his directionally challenged wife, who never watched where she was going, one step at a time. Whenever he turned around, the sight that always greeted him was Mrs. Liang's radiant, beautiful smile.
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Finished reading I like the writing very much
Like, simple love, companionate love