Chapter 1265
Chloe Collins leaned on his shoulder, watching the little sapling with satisfaction.
She said, "I want to plant sixty trees here, only one each year."
Alexander Foster nodded and said softly, "Alright, I will accompany you."
She held his hand and said quietly, "Really, I want to plant sixty trees, not one less, one each year."
"Yes, one each year."
She smiled slightly, raised her head, and took the initiative to press her lips onto his.
The man was delighted, gently responding to her.
On their second wedding anniversary, the two came here again.
At this time, the little sapling from last year had grown taller. Although it was still immature, it was no longer that frail little sapling.
They planted the second tree together, labeled 02.
In later years, on their wedding anniversary, a new sapling would appear on this plot of land, growing robustly with the breeze.
