Use the four seasons to wait for you.
A memoir of growing up in love. I don't like military romance, but the person I love is a soldier, a glorious armed police soldier.
He is romantic, funny, can sing, dance, cook, loves playing basketball, and loves swimming... He can whisper in Cantonese into his left ear: "I love you."
There are roses in your heart, and you can smell the tiger carefully.
Intention: May we never be separated from each other until we grow old together