Lu Cheye squatted down to face Xiao Wenzhe, took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped Xiao Wenzhe's tears. Xiao Wenzhe is now at peace, at least it's not as painful as before.
There was the last ray of sunset left in the sky, and its remaining light shone into the world, illuminating the two people sitting in the yard eating.
"Xiao Wenzhe, the peach blossoms are blooming, it's spring again." Nie Han put down his bowl and chopsticks, pointed at the blooming peach tree, and said to Xiao Wenzhe with a smile.
Xiao Wenzhe: "It's so beautiful, very beautiful."
Nie Han smiled at the pun, but this time his face turned red. Xiao Wenzhe looked at the remaining sunset, put his arms around Nie Han's neck, and rubbed Nie Han's head vigorously with his other hand.
"It's so beautiful."
"You are like the afterglow on the horizon, shining on my dark life." Xiao Wenzhe flirted.
Nie Han: "That will fade away eventually," he paused, "but I will always be with you."
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