Chu Yuxiao, silent, simply watched her with a smile.
It seemed that just watching her speak was the most wonderful thing in the world.
At this point, they were deeply in love, inseparable, as if they were conjoined twins, unable to part even for a moment.
This scene was something Chu Yuxiao had never dared to hope for.
Nor had Su Yan ever imagined it…
The hurts of the past, those events, had all passed; between them, there remained only love, no hatred…
In fact, hatred also stemmed from love.
Chu Yuxiao acted quickly, and early the next morning, the plaque for "Spring Garden" was delivered.
Hanging it on the gate of the house, Su Yan felt a strong sense of achievement.
She even nearly impulsively wanted to write a poem to hang on both sides of the door.
That poem was to be: "Spring cannot be confined to the garden, the red apricot branch crosses over the wall."
However, this poem could only be recited in her heart; she didn't have the courage to hang it up…
