The morning sun, warm and bright, enveloped the image of the two embracing each other, and a few yellowed leaves floated over their heads, fluttering a few times in the wind, and landing on the cobblestone path.

"Husband, thank you for your hard work." He Manjun buried his head in Xie Tingshan's arms.

"Hard for what? Said to take care of you for the rest of your life. Xie Tingshan rubbed her hair like when the two were together, and his voice was gentle and gentle.

Others don't know, but Xie Tingshan and He Manjun know.

When she was fifteen years old, she didn't know love, and although she was confessed by some people, she never understood why those people were fanatical.

Until she met him, at that time, he was the pride of heaven after returning from studying abroad, and at the cocktail party, he was a rising star praised by bigwigs from all walks of life.

However, the moment she saw him, her brain suddenly became hot, and she went up to him, and before she could say that, he had already opened his mouth.

He said, "Miss, can you enjoy your face and dance?"

She said, OK.

The later story, the whole East Coast knows, he pursued her. However, everyone didn't know that the first time she saw him, she was moved.

As soon as He Manjun thought of this, her heart couldn't help but surge with sweetness, she hummed lowly and buried her head deeper.

The breeze blows slowly, and it makes people feel intoxicated.

Not long after, Dong Zixu took a small round cake and came to the study space where Xie Wuwu was.

Rows of bookshelves are lined up with dolls, books for toddlers, and even handmade books.

The floor is covered with a fluffy soft cloth carpet, and in one corner is a domed princess tent, and in the other corner are stacked with various toys.

"Brother Zixu, this is what I gave you." The girl took out a glass jar.

"What did you send?" Dong Zixu took the light blue glass jar, turned around, and saw that it was crooked inside, and he didn't know what was put in it.

"A thousand paper cranes." Xie Wuwu replied with a smile.

Dong Zixu took out a card from the glass jar and asked, "What is this?" ”

"Mommy said that a thousand can help you fulfill your wishes, but a thousand paper cranes are so difficult, my hands are broken, so, I thought of an idea." Xie Wuwu took the blue glass jar and poured out the paper cranes that could be counted inside.

"You see, I just folded these nine, and this card has nine hundred and ninety-one written on it, adding up to exactly one thousand." She explained with a grin.

It turned out that the words "Nine hundred and ninety-one thousand paper cranes" were written on that card.

Dong Zixuan took the jar from the girl's hand, put it aside, took the girl's hand, and asked, "Does it still hurt?" ”

"What?" The little girl was a little confused.

"Hands." Dong Zixu spread out her palm, looked at it carefully, and found that there were indeed no scars, only to see that the fat little hands were slightly powdery, but she still took it to her mouth and blew it gently.

Xie Wuwu was blown by him, shrunk, and said with a smile: "It doesn't hurt." ”

"Don't fold it in the future, my wish is that you are happy, as long as you are happy." Dong Zixu was still holding the girl's hand, and looked at the girl seriously with his eyes and said.

"Really?" On Xie Wuwu's round face, his round eyes looked at Dong Zixu without blinking, and he unconsciously grabbed the little boy's hand.

Dong Zixu snorted, and saw the girl jump up suddenly: "Brother Zixu, you are so good, you are really the best person for me in this world!" ”