I accidentally came through the book, and according to the system requirements, I became childhood sweethearts with him. I spent my childhood quietly with him, and I had nothing to do with him.
Finally, I quietly put it on his and his wife's ring fingers, feeling the hot temperature of the newlyweds.
I looked at the pure white wedding dress and thought back to the time when I had such a warm moment. I was not sad. I was just like those girls, leaning against the window lattice and missing the distant past.
But.
Never mind.
It's just that I'm still a little bit unwilling.
Just a little bit.
Intention: None yet