The moonlight shines generously into the bedroom, and the blurred light and shadow surround the two people who depend on each other.
"Fu Chiyun, will you be happy if you get married?"
"No"
"Then why do Aji and the others want to get married?"
It was such an unexpected topic that it could not be absorbed into the night. It melted into his heart. Fu Chiyun turned the person in front of him over with his back to his arms, and held his hand facing the moonlight.
"Happiness is very elusive. Marriage may not necessarily lead to happiness, and happiness does not necessarily require marriage, Xu Su'an, but I want to give you happiness that is within reach."
The silver ring reflects the light under the moonlight, and the light blue lines in the middle of the Möbius strip are like soft and slender rivers. The moment the cold touch reaches the soul, happiness seems to be knocking on the door.
Concept: Love is the medicine for illness and the color of life