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After winter, they will re-root, germinate and bloom again next year."

Han Changsheng looked at Yang Mi in surprise, "I didn't expect you, a domineering female president, to have such a poetic side..., it's really rare."

"Are you praising me?"

"of course."

Yang Mi was suspicious: "But it sounds like I'm mocking me"

Han Changsheng laughed and said: "If I want to mock you, I should say this, your flattery is good, I am quite comfortable, and I will work harder next time."

"Hate.

! "

Yang Mi gouged out Han Changsheng's eyes, then pointed at the tandem bicycle not far away, "Since Changsheng brother is so happy, how about riding with me?"

"Miss Mimi, the purpose of you pulling me into the park is not to ride this tandem bicycle, is it?"

"That's...! Then you agree or not?"

Han Changsheng smiled and said, "Yes."

It's just riding a tandem bicycle, why not agree.

It's best to ride until four o'clock in the evening, and then drive home.

Scan the code to unlock, Han Changsheng sits in the front, Yang Mi sits in the back.

Han Changsheng steered the steering wheel slowly forward, going wherever there was a path, without looking at the specific direction at all.

His task is to cycle around the park and back and forth.

As for where to go, don't worry about him! Yang Mi put her arms around Han Changsheng's waist, leaned her head on his back, and looked at the slowly disappearing scenery on both sides with her eyes out of focus.

There was a mint smell from the master's body in her nostrils, which made her intoxicated.

The palm of the hand is the body temperature of the master, it can warm from the palm of the hand to her heart.

The scenery in sight also changes little by little as the master rides.

This feeling of relying on the master seems to be more comfortable than her being a domineering female president.

It is a sense of security that allows everything in the world to change, and the big tree above the head still exists.

The two of them rode all the way, passed various people, and saw various pictures.

Among them.

There was a couple playing with their children, and the family of three laughed happily, which made Han Changsheng and Yang Mi couldn't help laughing too.

There was a middle-aged couple who were arguing all the way on foot. Although their arguing was not loud, it made the two passing by frown.

There were old grandpa and grandma who were staggering, they didn't say anything, the grandpa was leaning on crutches, and the grandma was supporting the grandpa, they just supported each other and walked forward.

But every time the two old men looked at each other, they knew what the other wanted.

Or give each other water, or give each other something to eat, that kind of... the kind of heart-to-heart warmth that can't be expressed in words.

But Han Changsheng and Yang Mi know that these two old people must have lived together for many years, and they have truly become each other's other half.

Yang Mi looked back at the two old men, she didn't look back until they disappeared from her sight.

She lay on Han Changsheng's back again, but the hands holding his waist were tighter and tighter, as if she was afraid that Han Changsheng would disappear.

After a long while, Yang Mi sighed quite a bit: "Master, do you think we will be like those old grandpas and grandmas in decades, supporting each other, cuddling each other and walking through this forest path?"

Han Changsheng continued to ride forward without turning his head, and the sound of chuckling reached Yang Mi's ears.

"First, your name is wrong, you have to call me little brother Changsheng.

Second, you have to remember the age difference between us is greater than ten.

Decades from now, you will be that...grey-haired grandma, and I will still be as handsome as I am now, and I will be called a handsome uncle.

Third, you still have six 66 sisters, and you will probably rush to hug me by then.

So there will be no pictures of supporting each other and cuddling each other, only your quarreling and fighting for me.

fourth……"

"I hate you!"

Yang Mi pinched Han Changsheng's waist to interrupt what he was going to say later, and said coquettishly: "I'm discussing with you the emotional issues of raising eyebrows, Qin Se and Ming, can you not be so spoiling the scenery?"

"But I'm telling the truth."

"It's not enough to tell the truth! Don't forget that you are my little brother Changsheng now, and you are not as good as Yaya and the others!"

"All right, all right, then my answer is... the second point, is it okay?"

Yang Mi thought about the second point just now, and immediately became unhappy.

Her real age is ten years older than the master, but because the master's temperament is more mature and stable, there is no difference between the two of them.

Even because of her childishness from time to time, she looks younger than the master.

But that... just now, in another ten, twenty, or even thirty years, the appearance of the two of them will change a lot.