"Mom, he's not my type."
"How old are you? Not your type? Does that matter when it comes to sharing a life together? By the end you become family, that's how life is. Haven't you heard? After marriage, the couple becomes a pair of hands. All the love between them will be slowly scraped away by the small details of life."
"That may be the case, but I don't want to get married because it's right; I want to get married for love."
Upon hearing what her daughter said, Yang Meirong wasn't happy, but she didn't insist.
That night, on her bed, Huo Mian posted on a heartfelt sentence on her WeChat friend circle.
"If you get married one day, I hope it's because of love, and not because it was right."
However, Zhixin immediately shattered her romanticism completely into pieces.
