I'm afraid it's too late. I'm going to hold you.

Chapter 1.

I like the dim light.

I always feel that there is always a steady stream of nostalgia hidden in every corner illuminated by it.

you turn on the light and look out of the window. I stare at you with my cheek, reflecting the orange light all over the room. this moment is so moving that it is like a second hand willing to stay for us for an extra second.

I don't know if you've ever longed for a home. close the door, lie on the newly bought mattress, throw your helmet and abandon your armor without any scruples, sink into a soft quilt, into a time and space where you are allowed to vent your indifference and enthusiasm. The curtains were wrinkled by the wind, and the wind drifting in along the lines evoked a burst of rice fragrance, secretly poking your taste buds like antennae. You squinted and heard a clear fire coming from the kitchen, got up and walked over, and hugged the familiar figure of that person as if he had embraced the whole family.

I have heard sincere and touching promises, such as I will stay with you all my life, what can't do now, fortunately, we have a long time to come.

but my love counts every minute, and my heart is full of joy and melancholy. The weight of this sentence is too light in the future. I am afraid the reason why we are often lost is to believe that tomorrow will be better. Unfortunately, the road is far away and the sky is high, and no one is sure about tomorrow. Hope that if you only cling to the unknown road of tomorrow, it is no wonder that you will not have the intention to see the scenery when you cross the mountains. Poetry wine takes advantage of the years, no matter how many opportunities to be happy are just as precious.

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Chapter 2.

Reading thousands of books has not made me a fearless person. It is a pity that without you in the vast sky, why not two people stand under the waterfall? the southernmost lighthouse on the earth looks so much like a lamp at the head of your bed. the more beautiful the place in the dream, the easier it is for me to miss you when I open my eyes. No matter how proud and amorous others are, they just push me one step further in the memory of you.

so I can't help but not miss a chance for a bold fantasy.

I want to walk slowly down the garden corridor with you. I squat on the ground and tease the cats and dogs. You laugh and I know that I don't want to lose weight as much as the animals have dinner.

I want to go with you to eat the ninth house hot pot full of people. the soothing oil flowers are fried, like the bottom of the soup is applauding for us to celebrate.

I want to find a terrace with you for two people to drink a dozen beers. A long breeze blows my hair and my arms sway back and forth in front of your eyes.

I want to get into your quilt on a rainy day and scratch you in a deep sleep. I tell you with a neurotic look on your face, wake up, it's not good, the zombies are going to eat your brain.

I want to have a strange and lovely home with you that we have arranged with our own hands. You no longer send me downstairs. I'll call you and ask if you have arrived. We are not participating in each other's lives, but building a different life together. I don't know what marriage will be like. It sounds scary, but try it as if the word "forever" doesn't sound so scary. it is too warm to feel the warmth of concern after freedom.

Chapter 3.

I want to be with you at the best time, in this cold world, to give each other a family member who is related by blood. In the future, no matter where we go, life and death will be connected by this continuation . I used to say, I won't leave you alone, but maybe you'll meet someone you love more, and I may not be able to spend a long life with you, but you have a life born of you, and you won't be alone anymore, right?

I want to talk to you proudly with a pat on the chest and say to everyone, look, look, you see, the promise of love words, we finally realized ah. We were explorers and had a great adventure of our lives. Bravely pursue this world with each other. Afraid of also flinching, but still together to overcome the ups and downs.

the passers-by in the journey of life, the background wall is the role of others. I want to occupy your pillow and make you feel moved and reluctant to give up, and uncover the first joy of the day with the eyes of each morning.

Chapter 4.

I will learn more about you, what you like and what you hate, instead of looking into your world at a glance. It's too wasteful. I'll keep it, put my curiosity in the refrigerator, hide it in the bottom of the dinner plate, stuff what you want in my Christmas sock, and stuff your fear of being afraid to recall into a broken alarm clock. people walk into our house and say how beautiful they are. Only I am secretly happy in my heart, how do they know that what is beautiful is that we have hidden the treasure of the whole family?

A lifetime sounds like a long time, but it always feels as if there are still a lot of things too late to do.

Yes, time flies

but, fortunately, we are so happy.