C113 Terrible Truth(4)

The love that I yearn for, is that when I'm 50 years old, I can still unrestrainedly throw myself into his arms and act like a spoiled child, laughing and acting pretentious … If not, how can it be love?

She looked away, her mind replaced by memories.

"At this time, you are coming towards me. Heh, Qiao Zhi, do you know? At that time, I immediately believed in Cinderella's fairy tale