The promise said: I will spend eight years waiting for you to say "yes" to me. After eight years, who knows, I will be 24 at that time. If you had not come to me, I might marry a wife who is no longer like you, or I might meet a woman I love very much, but I am afraid it will be difficult, so when will you be willing to look back at me?
Wen Yun was afraid that he had never thought that such a man would appear in his life. He was not like wine, strong in the intestines, but he was like the fragrance of wine that lingered three feet, entwined in the heart. You didn't care at first, and like the fragrance of the world, it would eventually dissipate, but Wen Yun had forgotten that he was already drunk. The man entered his heart like a shadow, and he remembered it in his midnight dream, and he has never forgotten it.