I have a lover named: Summer Solstice.
She was born during the summer solstice but did not wait for the summer solstice.
Zhou Zhou and Xia Zhi were childhood sweethearts, and they lived happily together every day after they grew up. When they were twenty-three years old, they got engaged.
Her menstrual period was delayed for several months during the summer solstice, and she felt vaguely happy and went to the hospital for a checkup. As expected, she was pregnant, but another thing she couldn't accept was that she had cancer. In the late stage, there was no need to treat her. She knew that Zhou Xuan was a person who had a hard time letting go of feelings and was very afraid of loneliness and separation. If she told him: I am pregnant, but I will not live long, I will die soon. Zhou Zhou, this fool, would definitely die for love. She returned home in despair and took away everything related to her. The whole house was cleaned up without any trace of her. It took a long time to do all this. Fortunately, Zhou Zhou, who worked hard for the wedding, always came back very late, which gave her enough time.
She only had two months left to live, and before her life withered away, she aborted her unformed children. She said: Very ugly, not like me.
They had already thought about what they wanted to name their future children. Zhou Zhou said: Frost is coming! Like you, I use the twelve solar terms as my name. Xia Zhi said: That's because my surname is Xia and our child's surname is Zhou!
The child's name is still determined to be: Zhou Shuangjiang.
The seventy-three-year-old thoughtful old secretary received a letter on the day he had been waiting for every year, a letter from fifty years ago.
He looked at the signature place, where it was clearly written - Summer Solstice.
He waits every year, waits for days and waits for people, and finally only waits for a letter. He didn't want to explain that he didn't believe that Xia Zhi really didn't love him anymore, so he never married and just waited for the Xia Zhi that he couldn't wait for.
He couldn't wait for the summer solstice or the frost, and he didn't know that "frost" was born.
Summer Solstice, Summer Solstice, I was born in the summer solstice, but died in the spring. They can't wait for the summer solstice.
Finally, the old secretary Zhou Zhou died on the summer solstice of the following year.
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The body of the letter focuses more on writing a thoughtful receipt of the letter and the content of the letter.
It's the first time I've written a well-behaved short article, and it's also the first time I've written a romance! Forgive me!
The plot is a product of the endorsement, any similarity is entirely coincidental!
Intention: Summer Solstice
