C401 Marry me ke'er

In the blink of an eye, four years had passed!

I still remember that year when I was seventeen, and the swing was just made. Now, the vines that wrapped around both sides of the armrest had bloomed into small purple flowers, the size of grains of rice, and there were still quite a few clusters.

Oh, I thought of the pods, there were a lot of people in the orchard