Warm marriage is like fire: male god boss spoils deeply

Those once pictures are constantly showing in my mind.

When she came to the well, she was surprised that the well had been filled up by Ziao and no longer existed.

How crazy was he when he looked for her diary?

She closed her eyes and could think of him at that time.

She sat down on the stone steps. She remembered that when she was fifteen, she put her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes to listen to him talk about her dream.

She suddenly remembered what he said when she fell asleep.

He said, "warm, for you, I can give up the idea of revenge on Feng's family and leave Suzhen. As long as you say, I'll stay."

Why did she know later? Why do you think of it now?

If in those years, they were honest enough not to be influenced by the outside world and only believed in each other, how could they be hurt later?

Quicksand covered his face and tears gushed from his fingers.

"Sasha, are you okay?" Gentle male voice, with deep love that is difficult to hide.

Quicksand slowly raised her head. In her blurred tears, she saw Yunchen's face.

The appearance of quicksand made Yunchen's heart ache badly.

He forced a smile, calmly took out a paper towel and handed it to quicksand, "Sasa, don't cry."

Quicksand took the paper towel. She choked and couldn't say a word.

Yunchen stood quietly with her.

Time passed quietly. For a long time, Yunchen sincerely said, "Sasha, I'm sorry."

Quicksand looked at him empty. Her lips were slightly hooked and her eyes were full of ridicule.

She doesn't blame anyone, herself, Ziao, Yunchen or yunchuxun.

She only blames fate, God and them for separating her from her son Aosheng in such a cruel way.

Seeing quicksand get up, Yunchen hurriedly said, "Sha Sha, I'll take you back."

"No, brother Ziao will be unhappy when he knows." The quicksand said faintly.

In a word, the hole in Yunchen's heart became bigger and bigger, and he was in pain.

Sasha, he loves you, but how can my love be less than him?

Yunchen stood in the snow and watched the quicksand go farther and farther until it disappeared in his sight.

"Happy new year, Sasha."

Unfortunately, she can't hear.

When quicksand was almost home, the whole Su town was already bustling.

The children ran happily on the snowy slate road with red lanterns and fireworks sticks.

Their faces are filled with happy smiles, so they are not afraid of joyful expressions, which makes the quicksand shallow and remind the corners of their lips.

"Sister, do you want to set off fireworks?" A child handed the burning fireworks to quicksand.

Quicksand took it, "thank you."

She touched the child's head. Then she waved fireworks and walked towards the door.

But when quicksand passed Lin's mother's yard, it stopped.

Through the open door, she looked into the yard.

What did she see?

The yard is brightly lit, with snowflakes all over the world. A huge heart-shaped with landing fireworks is burning happily.

"How beautiful." Quicksand couldn't help crying.

Even though she knew it was an illusion, her eyes were red.

The next scene startled the quicksand.

In the yard, under the tall cherry tree, stood her yearning son Ao.

He held fireworks in his hand, wore a red suit and tied the scarf she knitted himself. He was so dazzling. He looked up and his affectionate eyes condensed her.

Quicksand opened his eyes and looked at him straight.

She knew it was an illusion, so she became extremely greedy. She didn't dare to blink, and even breathed carefully.