For the two of them, it was a beautiful afternoon.
No annoying trivial matters, no interruptions from children, just the two of them, no one else.
After walking for a while, they found a bench under the green shade and sat down. She leaned on his shoulder and whispered, "You know? Sometimes I feel particularly regretful."
"Regretful about what?"
"Regretful that we never dated like young people do now. We decided to get married before we even knew each other, skipping too much in between."
She sighed softly and continued, "Maybe it's because of this that we've faced so many hardships. It seems that some processes are inevitable."
Wei Chengfeng thought about her words, feeling that they seemed quite reasonable.
He held her gently, his tone carrying a bit of sentiment, "But you know? Even though we skipped so much back then, I still don't regret the decision I made. If I hadn't done that, maybe I would've missed you."
Perhaps, this is what they call fate?
