Indulge

Before meeting Xiang Wan, Jiang Shu felt that flowers were hypocritical things. It looks beautiful but is actually worthless. It is just a decoration with a shelf life. But since he met Xiang Wan and his Wanwan, he thought flowers were beautiful and holy. Xiang Wan can be a charming rose or a beautiful lisianthus, and he is crazy about it. He has never been a gentle person, but the moment he met Xiang Wan, he met her clear and bright eyes, which struck straight to the bottom of his heart. His dusty romance and tenderness are gradually spreading, and he is only willing to dedicate this overflowing love to Xiang Wan. On the night when Xiang Wan was taken back to Nanyang, he sat in Xiang Wan's room and watched the patter of rain beating on the window. Beiyang is still dimly lit even late at night, leaving bright light through the mottled white windows. He would never forget her words of I love you. "Xiang Wan, you said, you said you would never leave me." He had never been afraid of separation, but this time, he was afraid. She was afraid that her departure would be forever. He didn't like writing letters, let alone pretentious words, but he was only willing to tell Xiang Wan. He picked up the pen and wrote one letter after another. A thick stack was piled beside the table. For two years, none of the 736 letters received a reply. He was so sleepy and tired. He stared at the numbers and was silent for a long time. The rain outside the window was still falling, and the sound was loud and harsh. The gray curtains were pulled by him, covering the mist. What should I do if you leave? He has been unable to leave her for a long time. He knew he was attracted to her from the first time she cried in his arms. He didn't believe in Buddhism, but he went to the temple to seek marriage. On that day, he made more pious wishes than any other birthday. He is allergic to peaches, but he bought peaches for two years for Xiang Wan because she loves to eat them. Xiang Wan liked lisianthus, so he made a dry flower wall. Every day when she was gone, Jiang Shu missed her terribly. That night, he leaned against the door and burst into tears looking at the door he had knocked on countless times. He didn't like to cry, but he burst into tears that night. He tattooed a w on his collarbone, which was the place closest to his heart. His heart was reserved for Xiang Wan and only Xiang Wan. He will never forget that night, the moonlight shone on her tear-stained cheeks. It was the first time he played the violin after he decided not to touch it again. He saw her smile, it was beautiful. In his senior year of high school, he would pass that door every day when he went to school. He knocked: "Wanwan, it's time to go to school." He sat on his seat and looked at the empty table on the left, and gradually fell asleep. He dreamed of her again. "Wanwan..." The year after the college entrance examination, he asked Xiang Nanfeng for his address and rode to Nanyang overnight. Snowy and silvery, he found her. He kissed her in the snow, again and again, with affection, but he wanted to swallow her whole. He wanted to fill all his thoughts at this moment. "I miss you." Xiang Wan breathed lightly, her arms tightening. He could feel Xiang Wan's heartbeat, which was as fast as his, as if it was about to burst out of his chest. That night, Xiang Wan passionately dedicated her body to her lover for the second time. "I will never leave you this time." "Let's go home." "Okay." He once promised to compose a song "Wan Wan" for her, and this promise was fulfilled at their wedding. He couldn't believe that Xiang Wan really married him. He was happy, but wanted to cry in her arms. Xiang Wan likes fireworks. She once said that she wanted to make the most gorgeous bouquet of fireworks. Although it only lasts for a second, it is shockingly beautiful. Jiang Shu opened a fireworks company called Xiangyang. "From now on, I will witness your splendor." They are not easy. Purpose: Don't let down