Amidst the hustle and bustle of wedding preparations, balancing work, school, and caring for their two children was no easy feat.
One evening, Su Xiaomeng sat in front of the dressing table, a face mask on, staring blankly at the mirror.
When Yin Shixiu returned, he saw her sitting there like a fool, filled with infinite sorrow.
"What's wrong?"
He asked, before taking off his clothes to head to the bathroom.
Su Xiaomeng suddenly turned around, pointing at her own face, "I think I'm getting old!"
Yin Shixiu paused for a moment.
Su Xiaomeng hurriedly ripped off the face mask, pointing at the fine lines at the corners of her eyes, "Quick, come and see."
Seeing her like this, he found her adorably silly. He walked over, hugged her neck, and bent down to give her a heavy kiss on the lips, "Let me see..."
Su Xiaomeng blinked her eyes, determinedly leaning her eye corner closer to him, looking deadly serious.
