"On returning home, I felt particularly melancholic, and hugged Mr. F tightly. “My luck has always been rather bad; the only lucky thing that happened in my entire life is my meeting you, so I’m extremely grateful for our relationship. Having grown so old, the one and only thing that I have relentlessly persevered in is loving you.”
He replied, “Yup, I’m touched you think this way.” He paused, “But don’t think that just because you said this I’ll forgive you for returning home at 3AM in the morning.”
He glared sternly at me, and headed to the kitchen to brew a cup of honey for me to help me neutralize my alcoholic drinks."
"When Mr. F and I decided to marry, everybody wished me a blissful and long marriage. Only Hao Wu Yi held my hands tightly and told me seriously, “My dear, I will always support you no matter what you do. Even if you intend on escaping from the wedding, I’ll buy you sports shoes.”
Mr. F glared at her innumerable times.
She is my classmate, my best friend, my bridesmaid, and the future godmother of my children. When we are both eighty years old, we would be companions in the nursing home, sitting side by side on our wheelchairs whilst admiring at the handsome hunks in the distance. She is my dearest, dearest, Hao Wu Yi."
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