The snow on the swing frame fell with the force with which she sat on the swing frame.

White snow falling between jet-black hair.

Like a fairy in the snow, a fairy between heaven and earth.

So beautiful, yet so unreal.

Through the hazy teary eyes, Zhou Changdong thought of that winter.

The snowman by the river, carrying her home, the lingering song in her ears.

Forty years ago, it felt like it happened yesterday.

Only then did he realize that everything that happened in those four years, bit by bit, every feeling, every scene, and every word, had been slowly preserved and reminiscent by him with nearly forty years of life, and everything was still as it was yesterday.

From the moment she left, he watched over it all, waiting for her to return.

knows that she is in the future, but he doesn't know where in the future, and he doesn't know if his short life can wait for her.

But when she stood in front of him, she was so pretty, smiling with tears and deep feelings.

He suddenly didn't dare to step forward.

She is still so young, and her eyes are clear as if they are the cleanest ice and snow in the world, unlike him, who has experienced the changes of the world and the vicissitudes of life.

She was still the same as before, and he was dying.

He thought about it countless times, and when she came back, he would definitely hold her tightly, hide it, and never let go.

However, now that she was standing in front of him, he didn't even have the courage to hug her, and he didn't even dare to take a step forward.

Yu Wei sat on the swing frame, unable to wait for him to approach, let alone for his hug.

I saw that the man was separated from him by a small courtyard, just looking at each other.

He is more energetic than the flashing footage on TV, and he is still so upright, like Huayue.

Although the wrinkles on her face have climbed, and although there has been a little gray hair on her sideburns, she is still the same as she thinks.

It's still that eyebrow, it's still that eye, it's still the look she is familiar with.

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Yu Wei slowly stood up and walked towards him step by step.

No one knew how difficult it was for her to take these few steps.

No one knows, he waited for these steps for half a lifetime.

If, just now, he looked at such a beautiful young girl, he was restrained and did not dare to step forward.

Then when she saw him walking towards her, all reason, restraint, and worldliness flew out of the clouds.

Zhou Changdong stepped forward and hugged her.

I've waited too long, and I've forgotten the feeling I felt when I hugged each other.

Until he hugged her tightly again, watched her tears pouring down, listened to her choked muttering his name, a hoarse voice, a soft tone, this is his slightly!

She's back!

He's finally here!

Gu Shen stood at the door, unable to help wiping his tears.

He was once jealous of Zhou Changdong, why would Yu Wei choose him and abandon himself.

It wasn't until later that Gu Shen understood.

Yu Wei chose the man who loved her the most in the world.

Who can wait for a person like this, for a lifetime?

Guarding everything that he once had, he stubbornly refused to come out.

Gu Shen asked himself, he couldn't do it.

Several people behind Gu Shen looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

Uncle has been honest all his life, has no desires and no desires, is it not possible to protect the evening?

And, that girl...... Why does it look so similar to my aunt?

Gu Shen took a few of them away with a very good look, and when they were on the way, they were still wondering, and couldn't help but ask Gu Shen:

"Brother Gu Shen, who is that girl?"