"Mrs. Han." Han Zhuoling suddenly cried.
"Ah?" Shi Xiaoya didn't respond at the beginning, "eh?"
"Nothing." Han Zhuoling's eyes and lips all smile, "just want to shout."
Shi Xiaoya didn't expect that he didn't shout much yesterday. As a result, he suddenly did it today.
Shixiaoya's mouth can't help bending upward.
I thought it was over if he suddenly called.
After a while, Mrs. Han asked him to leave again
This time, shixiaoya didn't answer.
I thought that he just called me to have a good time.
Who knows, can't hear her answer, Han Zhuoling then called again, "Mrs. Han?"
"Why?" Shixiaoya finally answered.
"It's nothing. I just want to say that we will go hand in hand all our lives." Han Zhuoling turns her head and looks at her tenderly.
Shi Xiaoya suddenly felt as if something warm and sour had been poured into her throat.
Make her speechless, even a little want to cry.
My eyes are warm and painful.
Shi Xiaoya blinked, blinked back the moisture in her eyes, and then increased her strength of holding Han Zhuoling.
"Well." Shi Xiaoya nodded heavily, looked up at Han Zhuoling under the moonlight, so gentle and beautiful, "we have been like this, holding hands to go on."
Hand in hand, grow old.
But now, she can't think of what Han Zhuoling looks like when she grows old, and she doesn't want to.
She didn't want to see his white haired Cang as usual. She just wanted to see him always so proud, upright and high spirited.
No one can escape the process and result of life, aging and death.
However, she just can't imagine Han Zhuoling like that.
Han Zhuoling is much older than her.
She knew that Han Zhuoling would go through that step before her.
But she couldn't stand it. She watched him grow old and die in front of her eyes.
How she wanted to have more time with him.
Han Zhuoling seems to feel the emotional change of Shi Xiaoya and is planning to stop.
But Shi Xiaoya just stopped.
Han Zhuoling felt a tug on his hand.
He turned around with this force, wondering.
Who knows his little wife is actually on his own initiative to pounce on him a full, directly pounced into his arms.
Han Zhuoling has long been used to holding her naturally.
Shi Xiaoya also holds Han Zhuoling tightly in her hands and looks up at him pitifully, looking so carefully.
Han Zhuoling wondered, "what's the matter?"
Shi Xiaoya shook her head, "I don't want you to get old."
Han Zhuoling smoked from the corner of his mouth, "what are you thinking, little girl?"
I just got married, so I don't think he's old?
Shi Xiaoya didn't know that Han Zhuoling was thinking awkwardly. He rubbed his cheek in his arms. "I just thought that we would be together for a lifetime. But life is so short. When I think of you getting older than me, I will... "
Han Zhuoling tightened her waist.
Although she thought so at this time, he was quite moved.
But she still said that he was old!
Han Zhuoling also couldn't help taking two strokes from the corner of his eyes and gritted his teeth: "don't worry, I will take good care of myself. When I'm 60, I'll make sure it's about the same as it is now. "
Shi Xiaoya
Is that what she meant?
Han Zhuoling grinds her teeth and feels that when she is in her prime, she is deeply suspected by her little wife, which is very bad.
"Let's go home." Han Zhuoling said.