Sleeping with the Stars in the Long Wind

In 1998, they first met. That year, she was making tea under the flower stand, and he was watching her under the flower tree. There was tea in her eyes, but she was the only one in his eyes. This year, Nanfang was six years old and Xiao Han was eight years old. 2018 Is the twentieth year that Nanfang and Xiao Han have known each other. This year on Maple Road, the two of them had a tacit understanding of each other, and occasionally looked at each other and smiled. His smile contained the doting he only had for her, and her smile contained the satisfaction of meeting him. Time passed by, but he only remembered her kindness. He said, "Girl, meeting you is probably the luckiest thing in my life." She lowered her eyes and smiled, her eyes lingering on her abdomen for a long time. Then he said softly, "I probably found your little lover from your previous life for you." At that moment, Xiao Han felt that his life was more than lucky. He and she have been waiting for years, waiting for the flowers to bloom, waiting for the sun to shine, waiting for the waves of eyes to flow, and finally they have three people, and the rest of their lives will be as perfect as ever. This year, Nanfang was twenty-six years old and Xiao Han was twenty-eight. Astonishingly talented and beautiful as he was, after meeting her, he said, "While the years are not hurt, while the years are quiet, I am happy for you to look like this." As smart and gentle as she is, he said after many years of companionship, the world is pure and joyful, and with you by your side, I have nothing to worry about, nothing to cling to, only indifferent joy. With the youth together, the years never grow old. For years to come, I will feel at ease with you.