Ye Beicheng was surprised by the elegant and watery explanation. He never knew that her original understanding of love was like plum blossom, perseverance and perseverance.

"So do you thirst for your life to appear in your Yang Guo?"

Ye Beicheng approached her and asked her, meditating quietly for a moment, "I used to yearn for it, but I didn't want it after I married you."

"Why?" He was puzzled.

"In the vast sea of people, life is like dew. How easy is it to find Yang Guo who belongs to us? Maybe I can find it when I'm 40, but can I wait until I'm 40? If you can't...