"No way, anyway, when you grow up, I want to marry you!" Ling Chuan said: "It's settled then! If you don't agree, I'll be angry!"
"Ling Chuan, don't be angry!" An Ziqing tugged at Ling Chuan's sleeve, very worried that Ling Chuan would get angry.
Seeing them like this, Xia Zhisu thought of her own childhood.
At the orphanage, she didn't remember much of what happened.
When you're that young, many things you say are just jokes.
Even if they were said sincerely.
You'll forget them when you grow up.
In her childhood, she had begged Dongye to marry her.
But Dongye really kept his promise; he truly wanted to marry her.
But the one she married was not Dongye.
Thinking of this, Xia Zhisu couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Actually, Ling Chuan is still young; the person he likes now might not be the same when he grows up.
Because as you grow up, you'll face many temptations.
