Xu Yuezhan once said: "I work hard to grow up. I will wait for you, and you should also wait for me, okay?"
At that time, the program chapter had trembling eyelashes, kissed her forehead for the last time, and told her tremblingly: "You have to grow up well, and I won't see you anymore."
There can be two kinds of life, one is life and the other is mission.
Nineteen-year-old Xu Yuezhan once carried a picture album on his back and drew the second portrait of his life.
For the first time, thirty years ago, Program Zhang met a woman with a smile as bright as a crescent moon, and shamelessly begged for her first wife.
The second time, more than thirty years later, he was forty-eight years old. The wanton passion of eighteen years old had faded away, leaving behind a prudent one.
I met the girl with a smile like a crescent moon again. This time, she came specifically to draw a portrait of him for his achievements in life.
As he was dying, Su Shuzhang recalled the agreement and felt a little unwilling to accept it, but in the end, it turned into a full sense of relief.
"Xiao Dengzhan, I broke the promise again."
In the quaint house, a quiet voice came: "I love you."
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Xu Yuezhan has a smooth life, with a career she loves, close friends by her side, and a family that understands and tolerates her.
Except for marriage, she never married. Outsiders only thought that this talented painter was obsessed with creation and had no intention of falling in love.
When Xu Yuezhan heard her friends talk about it, she just laughed.
No one knew what kind of person she would meet when she was seventeen.
You were born before I was born, but I was born before you were old.
No matter what...
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