"Do you know why I like Qingju? It's just like the time I spent with you, only bitter and unbearably sour. But I don't know why, I just like that unique taste. I'm tired of the sweetness, and you appeared at the right time and gave me this unique feeling." Song Qingju looked at herself in a wedding dress in the mirror, smiling and crying.
People will always meet someone who loves them, and someone they love, and in the end, the person they marry is indeed the person they love and loves themselves, but they will not love this person hysterically, and this person will not love you hysterically.
The music sounds, no matter who is crying or who is smiling happily, the ending is destined, the red carpet leads to the lost shore. But it makes people feel safe. Therefore, our final choice has no regrets.
Youth is gone, years are gone. What was once an angular shape has become a gleaming roundness.
But who knew that in this kind of life, the final choice would be the right one. Qing Ju smiled and kissed him, just like this for the rest of his life. I don't regret it.
Green tangerine, green tangerine, after being green, I am no longer green. When I am no longer a green orange, happiness will follow.