"Have Maimai gone?" Xiao Ai asked when he saw Wubai coming back.

"Yeah, I'm leaving." Wubai sat next to her with a chair and held her hand: "Do you want to have a sleep? Maimai said so much just now, are you tired?"

"She is the character, talking," Xiao Ai closed his eyes slightly: "But don't worry, I won't do what Maimai said. Everyone has their own way of getting along with love. I am not her, and you are not Gu Zhisheng. We have our own way of getting along with each other."

In this world, there is no love sutra that can apply to all men and women.

She has self-knowledge, she is not spiritual, and five hundred is not Gu Zhisheng.

"Five hundred, I..." Little Ai paused: "I will try my best to change in the future and try not to make you hate me."

"I have never hated you." Wubai suddenly felt heartbroken and patted the back of her hand: "Don't think too much, we just haven't found the best way to get along."

Mom said that in this world, there is no woman who suits you the most. Love is more like a whetstone. If you want to pick up the one you want most, it is better to cherish what you have and polish your polishing stone well. People are elastic, and happiness needs to be created by themselves.

"Five hundred, do you remember that year?"

"Um?"

"In Toronto, the snow fell very heavily that year. When I walked out of the study room at night, the snow had already piled up into a thick layer. Many students who walked out of the study room ran into the snow with heavy snowballs, and I was no exception."

"It's such a cold day, my hands are so cold that they are red, but I'm still playful. You pull me out of the snow, put your coat on me, scold me, ask me if I'm cold, and rub my hands into the sweater."

Wubai nodded: "Remember, I was so angry at that time. Even though my hands were frostbite, you were still playing with snow. I wanted to beat your butt hard at that time. But looking at your red nose, I was not willing to do it."

Five hundred smiles, the two of them were immersed in memories, and such a picture appeared in their minds, and they both laughed.

"Later, we went to the street at the back door of the school to eat snacks, and ate steaming noodles. On the way back, we held hands and stepped out each other's names in the snow. You also held the branches and transformed a big heart on the ground, and wrapped our names in it. At that moment, you hugged me and I sang love songs one by one." Xiao Ai kept recalling.

Wubai echoed: "I remember you didn't want to go back to our home and insisted on taking me to go shopping. You have to go to the movie in the middle of the night. After watching a movie, it was past two o'clock in the middle of the night."

"Hehe, yes, when I went back, I saw a car parked by the side of the road. There was also thick snow on the front cover of the car. You wrote the five words "Five Hundred Ai Xiao Ai on the front cover. Every time you saw a car, you had to write these words. It was so happy. I would be happy to the sky. Later, my shoes were wet, so you carried me back, step by step, and I looked back. The long footprints seemed to have no end. At that time, I thought, if we kept walking like this and walked to the gray hair, we would be the happiest couple in the world."
Chapter completed!