Lu Changchuan hugged Ye Wan, whose eyes and nose were red, pats her shoulder, then turns back to look at him with relief.
Qin Chizhou, like a big dog, embraced Ai Xiaomi from behind, resting his chin on Ai Xiaomi's shoulder, occasionally rubbing his head against her, getting punched by Ai Xiaomi, whose eyes and nose were also red, for smearing tears on her down jacket.
Zhai Jiangcheng smiled, standing next to a girl he hadn't seen before, looking at the two of them shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand in an intimate manner, he could probably guess that she was the jasmine he'd been thinking about for several years.
Is God really this generous?
Not only sending his wife and child into his dreams, but even sending a few childhood friends over.
Not just sending them, but also arranging for the single Zhai Jiangcheng to have his sweetheart.
So, it's not a dream!
Grinning, feeling tears slip into his mouth, warm and bittersweet.
