Even though Jun Shiling had already chosen a place with fewer people to leave, his face would be the focus of everyone no matter where he was. Before Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan walked out of school, the news about the two of them had already swept through the Internet.
It was the end of spring, and the peach blossoms in school were blooming. Jun Shiling, who was wearing a black suit, carried Xia Wanyuan on the path. A breeze slowly blew past, blowing the petals on their shoulders. It was as beautiful as a comic.
[ Boohoo, I dream of this feeling from more than ten years ago. Why didn't the two of them age? Time will not affect beauties and handsome men, right? ]
[I'm so envious. They've been married for so many years, but their relationship is still so good. I turned around and looked at my husband, who was sleeping soundly beside me. I kicked him.]
