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The end of the year.
——That year, my wife and I were resting in the garden. Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, and too many spring flowers fell. A few petals fell on my husband's head, dyeing his life red. I held his hand, and he refused to respond. Later, that became the last spring for my husband and me.
Xie Xingzhou: When I graduated from my senior year, Teacher Meng came to our school to give a speech.
When I first met him, I thought: Hmm, I like this guy.
He obviously looks outstanding, but he always says he is ordinary.
Maybe I was really attracted by his appearance at first, but later I learned about his story. His story is ordinary, but he always faced it in an extraordinary way.
I admire him.
I like his face, his attitude towards life, his story and character, I like him who only sees me, I like this ordinary him, I like this person.
"I like your attitude towards life, I don't like your life. For the rest of your life with me, I hope you can be ordinary and just live an ordinary life. You don't have to put on a posture that is not yours to cater to anyone. You don't have to care about other people's eyes. As long as you love your work, even if it may not be perfect in the end, just try your best at the beginning."
"So, can I account for most of your life?"
Meng Xinghe: Thanks to this person, he always acts like he is alone in front of me.
He is obviously a young man who should be flying far away, longing for the long term, and full of ambition, so why are he willing to live with me?
We are all ordinary people, and we can't do anything big in our lives. I once thought that setbacks in life are inevitable, so that I can grow. Only in this way can I overcome everything and make my extraordinary life of frustrations become ordinary, study, work, fall in love, get married, have children... This life will just pass by in a hurry. As long as someone can stay with me...
As a man, I should support the entire family, but I never thought that my partner is also a man, and he supports me together, and I hope our future will be better.
The word "Xinghe" is ethereal and dreamy, like a little girl's name. How could my mother choose such a name for me?
"We are seven years apart, how can we have a common language? How do we know why we got together in the end. Well, since we have decided to stay with each other, let's stay with each other for the rest of our lives."
"I remember when I was in college, I did all the naughty things. Why do you only think about me? There are many things to do in this world. Don't just look in one direction."
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