Chapter 25 Afterword
Some people say that love is a rare fate that can never be met.

Life and death are in agreement with each other, and they talk with Zicheng.Hold your hand and grow old with you.They met, and their love sprouted. At that time, when they were young and in thin shirts, holding hands, they made a lifetime promise.

Liu Guang is easy to throw people away, making cherries red and plantains green.In the boundless torrent of time, they love each other and accompany each other. Although there are no magnificent ups and downs, they are full of heart-warming warmth in the long stream of water.

The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old together with you, collecting bits and pieces of laughter along the way, and saving them for later chatting slowly while sitting in a rocking chair... a couple, forever besieging the city.There are many ups and downs in the world, but they went hand in hand, went through love, and entered into marriage. They raised their eyebrows together, went through the "Cultural Revolution", and went through all the things in the world.

But now, the rocking chair is still rocking, but Yu Jikang is the only one in the world.

This feeling can be regarded as a memory, she immersed in the memory to keep warm.She said that this is a "long dream". The dream is as real as it is, and it is still a dream when you wake up, but the dream is a dream after all.

Guarding the former family of three, guarding the alluring years of the first life.

Time is like a song, she has been in the world for a hundred years, and she is more refined and open-minded.She said: "It's like spices, the more crushed and finely ground, the stronger the fragrance. We have longed for the waves of fate so much, and finally discovered that the most beautiful scenery in life is the calmness and calmness of the heart... "
Qian Zhongshu once summed up his marriage in this way - a unique combination of three incompatible parties: wife, lover, and friend.After a long journey in life, what is love?Sanmao said that love is like the Zen of Buddhism - don't say it, don't say it, it's wrong to say it.

If you can’t say it, then don’t say it.They are a harmonious literary couple who have lived together for a lifetime.Even though Mr. Qian Zhongshu has passed away, but his affection is silent, the love between him and Yang Jiang is still flowing deep in the cycle of time.

(End of this chapter)

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