Many years later, they met again in a bar. Wei Zexiao was still the same scoundrel as before, but Wen Zhi was not the same as before. She had lost her shyness and youthfulness, and now she became bolder and more beautiful. Wei Zexiao couldn't look away after just one look.
"Wei Zexiao, after being separated for so long, have you reflected on yourself?"
"Zhizhi, we can only be separated once in this life."
"What if I insist on leaving?"
Wei Zexiao's eyes darkened and he hugged her tighter.
"Then I will capture you and tie you to me."
"Don't say that again, do you hear me?"
Wen Zhi smiled and touched Wei Zexiao's head as if to comfort the little baby.
"Okay."
Purpose: "I wish everyone, like me, to marry as they dreamed of back then"
