A day is a reflection of a lifetime.
For some reason, Zhu Maolin suddenly remembered this phrase. He felt like a traveler on his way home, a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time.
Wanting to return to that empty house, wanting to be beside the person who always treated him as a treasure, no matter how insignificant he was.
How to express those words.
How could he forget the vows made when entering the hall amidst blessings.
The streetlights on the late-night streets flashed by, the night passing hastily. He suddenly felt grateful for the time he met Xiao Lu... He finally figured out what it was about Xiao Lu that attracted him, why it made him feel so peaceful and comfortable.
Xiao Lu had the shadow of Hou Chen Yuhuan in her — as if it was a tailor-made encounter, the feeling Xiao Lu gave him was exactly what his wife, during their passionate romance when she was still his girlfriend, had given him.
