Yan walked up to me and conjured a lollipop flower like a magic trick. He counted 214 lollipop flowers. "You should believe it this time. Lan, will you be my girlfriend? The only one in this life." After saying that, Yan gently embraced me in his arms. At that moment I laughed, "Seeing that you sincerely gave me so many of my favorite lollipops, I accepted them, and you accepted them by the way." I smiled slyly. It is the beautiful colorful dish that flutters its light wings and goes through the pain of breaking out of its cocoon before playing among the brilliant flowers; it is the painful river clam that goes through the grinding ordeal before it grows a crystal clear pearl.
