'I will never break my promise to you. I will come back, come back safely, and then marry you in a glorious way. Hui'er, you must believe me. ' Zheng Xuan hugged her waist from behind, leaned over and whispered in her ear.
Song Hui raised his head and watched the brown and yellow dead leaves swaying and falling. He wanted to reach out to catch them, but they passed by his wrist.
I'm afraid no one calls her Hui'er anymore.
Intention: Study hard