"I have only two wishes: for you to be by my side, and for me to be by yours."
"Every time I miss you, a grain of sand falls from the sky, and thus the Sahara was formed. Every time I miss you, a drop of water falls from the sky, and thus the Pacific Ocean was formed."
"I suddenly realized that my longing never showed because it had long since seeped into my bones. Love knew not where it began, yet it grew ever deeper."
"Ten miles of spring breeze cannot compare to meeting you; a clear sky stretching ten thousand miles cannot compare to having you in my heart."
"I want to drink old wine and fresh tea with you, and tell you about everything, big and small, in this city."
"May we have years to look back on, and grow old together with deep affection."
"..."
Each sweet nothing was passionate and burning.
Su Ningwei carefully put away every card Ye Chen had made, deeply moved.
"Thank you, honey. I really like these cards. I, too, have only two wishes: for you to be by my side, and for me to be by yours." With the corners of her eyes slightly red, Su Ningwei looked at Ye Chen. She gently looped her arms around his neck, rose onto her toes, and kissed his lips.
Ye Chen wrapped an arm around Su Ningwei's slender waist, lowered his head, and closed his eyes to savor it.
The faint fragrance of flowers lingered at the tip of his nose.
Her lips were warm and sweet.
Su Ningwei kissed him with exceptional devotion and tenderness, as though she were kissing a rare treasure. She wanted more, yet remained so restrained and careful.
Having received Ye Chen's instructions, Xu Ming held up