Forty-Year-Old Flower Season

When every girl wears a white gauze and enters the marriage hall, she is full of boundless happy blueprints for the future, and then... Whether the person on the pillow is a human or a monster, you can see clearly after giving birth to a child. If you still can't see clearly, then have two or three... When Su Xiaomi was typing this line on the keyboard, a message popped up in the WeChat dialog box, "Xiaomi, I will always wait for you. As long as you are not married for a day, I will treat myself as a family man and I am your husband. I will always love you Jack." "Ha", Xiaomi chuckled softly. After minimizing the manuscript page, he opened the WeChat dialog box and replied seriously: "Good night." Then I don't look at what message the other party replies. After closing the computer, Xiaomi poured herself a glass of red wine, turned on the record player, and quietly leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window on the 39th floor to look down. Although it was already early in the morning, there was still traffic outside the window, just like those long-lasting thoughts, although chaotic, but with a faint sense of alienation... "Is it still possible between us?" Su Xiaomi laughed dumbly, not really caring in her heart, gently shook the red wine glass, smiled, and shook her head...