If Gu Haitang and He Lingxiao were on a true or false question, it would be a big cross.
It took her thirteen years to understand this question.
And the person she really should love appeared in the last year of her life.
It came just in time, but it came too late.
"Haitang, am I the one you love most?" Yuan Jingmo would ask this question every night before going to bed.
Gu Haitang responded tirelessly:
"I love Jingmo the most."
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The wind in March is biting.
Yuan Jingmo could never let go of Gu Haitang.
"Jingmo, if the operation is successful, can you marry me?"
"Fool, I won't marry you unless you are."
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On the third day of March, he received a call and Gu Haitang went.
It was clear that spring was coming, and most of the begonias in the house were in bloom, but his begonias were gone.
Yuan Jingmo dreamed that when he was fourteen years old, he passed by Gu Haitang's wedding.
Gu Haitang once said that every woman wearing a wedding dress is the most beautiful in the world.
The most beautiful bride he has ever seen, he will never fall in love with anyone else again
"Haitang, I have fallen in love with you a long time ago."
Purpose: Cherish life
