Living in the same compound, the generation of Yan Xinxue, Ai Min, and Ai Zheng have been playmates since childhood. They have grown up together regardless of each other and are as close as brothers and sisters.
The relationship between Yan Xinxue and Ai Min is more than that.
Yan Xinxue and Ai Min were born in the season of falling pear blossoms. The pear tree in front of their house in the courtyard grew up with them, silently confirming their friendship——
When they were three years old, they picked up fallen leaves under the tree, drew simple drawings, gave them to each other and kept them, expressing their desire to grow up;
When she was six years old, the frail Ai Min imitated the tricks of the little boys in climbing trees, and even hurt her knees just to give a pear to her sister Xin;
When she was nine years old, Yan Xinxue, who had achieved some success in painting, carved a picture on a pear leaf of Ai Min, who was holding a pear and smiling for the first time under the tree three years ago, and gave it back to her;
At the age of twelve, they sat back-to-back under the tree, and Ai Min's brisk flute music blended into Yan Xinxue's sketches;
At the age of fifteen, on the way home from school, Ai Min, who had a genetic heart disease, suddenly fell ill. It was Yan Xinxue who rushed into the emergency door on her back;
At the age of eighteen, Yan Xinxue took the girl she liked to the pear tree that witnessed their growth and expressed her true feelings to her;
At the age of twenty-one, during the holiday reunion, Ai Min took her little girlfriend back to Ai's house to meet her parents...
At the age of twenty-four, Yan Xinxue married her son into the Ai family as she wished, but it was not her...
At the age of twenty-seven, three years after she was hit and left home, Ai Min returned. She was no longer delicate and weak, and was determined to win back the love of her heart.
Pear blossoms bloom and fall, witnessing the joys and sorrows of separation and reunion;
If we meet again, tell us our original intention again.
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The child belongs to the heroine, and the daughter-in-law also belongs to the heroine!
(Muttering in a low voice) Actually, I wanted to save the entire text, but I got excited and published it... Shiitake mushrooms, not mushrooms QAQ
Although it is ugly, it has a cover at least...
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