This story originated from a dream I had during a nap,

In my dream, the throbbing emotion was very similar to the feeling I felt when my husband and I were just together.

As for why it must be said to be a dream.

It was indeed a dream that reminded me of the past.

It was also the main reason why I decided not to write about marriage.

There are too many firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea in life, and there are too many things mixed in when we talk about love.

Marriage is a collision of two original families, after too many twists and turns, I thought about giving up, and finally gritted my teeth and persevered.

When I was really relieved, I began to look down, and then I looked back, and then I felt how precious the beauty of the beginning was.

Maybe it was because we didn't understand each other enough, so we really had a hard time at the beginning.

I hope to use this story to remind myself of the importance of mutual understanding.

This story is over.

After getting married, I thought about writing it, but I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to grasp the scale.

Too sad, but not really, too happy, and afraid that I will not be satisfied.

So, let's open the ending!

After opening the book, I have been very grateful, grateful to my Bole, who found me in the vast sea of books.

I would like to thank my readers, friends, and friends who have supported me along the way.

Thank you for your great support.

I would like to thank everyone who voted for me for their support and encouragement:

The first batch of strangers ----------------------------- my Pixiu

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{1} kkhgdgnm ------------------------ Phantom Molly

I'm a newcomer on the road------------------------------ walking in front of memories

Abandoning ------------------------------------------- illusion of dreams

Rational salted fish --------------------------------------20190115152739316

kuntto----------------------------------------- hehe, I don't believe in any nicknames

Xianyu 12138 ------------------------------------ Mo Jun is here

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Walking in front of the memories---------------------------- Junyan two brothers

Junyan 2015---------------------------------- Gu Xi

The seven words on the text are like a wide ------------------------ willow-colored light marquis

Adivin'sgargar-------} --------------------- tricolor salmon

@研------------------------------- Feng Xianyu

Rookie QQ---------------------------- uninhibited

Write with the fate of the -------------------------------- Gong Bodekang Writers

The sea under the clouds -------------------------- chattering place

The dark color ---------------------------------- Lin Yisheng

{Old Dream Awakened}

Once again, I would like to solemnly thank you for your long-term support and encouragement. Thank you!