When Tang San was three years old, he met Su Wenyuan. This man's name was not long, only three words, but it penetrated his whole heart.
"A Yuan, if we are exposed to the snow together, we will grow old together in this life. I want to grow old together with you."
"No way."
"You... Don't want to?"
"Idiot, do you think our hair will turn gray?"
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Be it affectionate or tender. After all, tenderness rarely accompanies one's old age. When the flowers are in full bloom, they are still beautiful. When the flowers fall, it is just right to miss them.
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I prefer the quiet time of the year, and the writing is relatively bland. I gave up the copywriting and read the writing by myself. Be sure to read the demining at the beginning.
Intention: A niche hobby, don't care about the public's eyes
