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I never thought that a wreath would become a cage of love between us, a bond that we can't escape. His name is Yang Zixuan, a man who lurks in the sun, a man who never speaks, but always silently guards my life. And I am the only one in his eyes, the inseparable flower in his life. We met on a spring afternoon, a sunny day, and the breeze gently pulled our destinies together. At that time, I was still a college student, and my young heart was full of longing for the future and yearning for love. And he is a mature and steady man, exuding an indescribable aura and a reassuring power. Our acquaintance was very ordinary, he took the initiative to talk to me, and his cheerful and sunny smile instantly lit up my world. Since then, he has become my patron saint, and he has been there for me every lonely night. Our love is like a blooming rose, fragrant and beautiful, making people feel refreshed. However, it wasn't until one day that I realized that his love for me didn't stop at being a couple of lovers. Rather, it overflowed with care for my family. Whenever the festival comes, bouquets, flower baskets, and wreaths always appear frequently on my doorstep, and he brings endless surprises to my mother with one flower after another. Every time I asked him why he sent flowers so often, he always replied with an innocent smile: "Because I love her so much." "As if it were a matter of course, without hesitation. Slowly, I discovered that his love for me was more than just words and promises, but more action and care. I once asked him why he was so attentive to my mother, and his answer was always so simple: "She is your mother, she is so good to you, I am not good to her, who is worthy of you?" He silently guarded, like a big tree, selflessly stretching out its branches and leaves, shielding me and my family from the wind and rain. However, everything was not as perfect as I thought it would be. Flowers are beautiful, but they hide unspeakable truths. When I finally found out that it was an expression of his bondage to me, my heart had been quietly imprisoned. His love was not just pampering, but more of a possession, an unquestionable possession, like those wreaths, beautiful and heavy. "Xuanxuan, did you send flowers again?" I couldn't help but flipped through the text message records on his mobile phone and found a record of a bouquet of flowers being delivered to my house. My heart began to beat wildly, and I tried to ask in a way that I didn't want to believe. But he, as if he had been prepared, said, "Yes, isn't this for your mother? She likes flowers, so make her happy." "But don't you think it's too much, it's a lot of flowers every time?" I grumbled uncontrollably, but it seemed to him that everything was taken for granted. "I just want her to be happy, I love her so much. His answer, as always, was not the slightest hint of concealment or guilt. I couldn't take it anymore, and I began to ask him about the hidden meaning behind each flower, and the thoughts of each flower being sent. His answer will always be one sentence: "I love her too much." "All this stirred up huge waves in my heart, and I began to doubt his love and question his sincerity. Wreaths and flowers have become so heavy in my heart. Maybe it's the arrangement of fate, maybe it's my sensitivity, and a rift gradually arises between us. He still cares about me and protects me in his own way. I, on the other hand, couldn't let go of his excessive concern for my mother. "Xuanxuan, let's break up. "I finally mustered up the courage to make a decision. "Why?" his eyes were filled with confusion and puzzlement. "You were always too nice to my mother, I couldn't stand it. I paused, and finally broke my mind. "She's your mother, and I love her so much. His answer once again pierced my heart deeply. We broke up, and the moment we broke up, I saw the helplessness and heartache in his eyes. I know he didn't mean to hurt me, he just loved me tirelessly. He doted on me only because I was all he had, and I was unhappy with him just because I was all he had. The moment I said goodbye to him, I saw the sweat oozing from his palms as he left, and I saw his man I was reluctant to let go, his eyes were full of attachment and helplessness to me. After a breakup, I often miss him quietly alone. On lonely nights, I can't help but call him, hoping to hear his warm voice again. Yet every time, there was silence and loneliness on the other end of the phone. Either way, however, we passed by and never saw each other again. Until one day, when I saw him again, I suddenly found that there was a trace of vicissitudes on his face, and a faint melancholy in his eyes. And I can no longer find the vigorous love I had at the beginning, only a faint attachment and nostalgia. "Mom, look, I bought you your favorite flowers. He took out a bouquet of white lilies and handed it to my mother. "Child, why did you bring me flowers again, why do you keep buying these flowers with your money, and waste it. The mother was amazed. "Mom, I love you so much, why don't you buy it. His answer, however, seemed to be speaking to me, as if to the woman who could not be forgotten. At that moment, I saw the firmness in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if it was my last goodbye. "Xuan Xuan, am I too stupid to cherish you?" I looked at his distant back, my heart like a knife. And he was just smiling, like to the woman I couldn't let go of. His departure made me understand his love, both for me and for my family. His love is so simple and selfless. His doting on me is not for possession, but for sincere dedication and reluctance. And I, because of a pair of wreaths, gave up the love between us. Xuanxuan, I often call his name in my dreams, hoping to see him again and say sorry. However, so much time had passed for me to find him again, and I could no longer find the man I had been thinking about. Perhaps, the man I can't let go of has become a flower in my heart, blooming forever and guarding forever. His heavy love has been deeply rooted in my heart and cannot be erased. I often call his name in my dreams, hoping to see him again and say I'm sorry. However, so much time had passed for me to find him again, and I could no longer find the man I had been thinking about. However, in the midst of hesitation and hesitation, a letter full of true feelings broke my confusion and ambiguity about the past. This letter was sent to me by my mother, and it recorded in detail the story of that relationship. In the letter, the mother said: "Daughter, don't miss the person who truly loves you, and don't miss out on love like your mother. "I gained courage from the letter, courage to find back the true love I had lost. I don't want to be like my mother and miss out on love because of a misunderstanding. I embarked on a journey to find him, and the only belief in my heart was that he was my true love. After a long search, I finally found him, a quiet and mature man, full of vicissitudes and determined eyes, with a deep attachment to me. I said, "Xuanxuan, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't give up our love easily." He looked at me, and his eyes revealed only heartache and helplessness: "I love you too, but everything we have experienced between us will never come back, I can no longer trust you, and I can no longer give you all of mine." I felt a pang of despair, but I could understand his feelings. The throbbing that used to be is gone. After all, the pain of the past has made him farther and farther away from me. However, I don't want to give up. I am determined to redeem him with my actions and my sincere heart. So, I began to take care of him with my care and care, to prove my sincerity. "Xuanxuan, today is your birthday, and I have prepared a gift for you. I approached him, holding a box of beautifully handmade chocolates in both hands and handed it to him. He took the gift, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes. He carefully opened the box, and inside was a piece of chocolate with the words "I'm sorry, baby." A slight smile gradually appeared in his eyes, as if he was smiling and saying to me, "You have really changed." "I will always guard you and never let you leave me again. I looked at him and swore an oath. "I also decided to give us another chance and let's go together. He reached out and took my hand gently, his eyes full of tenderness and anticipation. From that moment on, the flowers of love bloomed again between us, and it became the most gorgeous scenery. In my life, with his company, every cold and lonely night is no longer lonely. He no longer sent wreaths to my mother frequently, but cared more about me and our love. "Xuanxuan, I'm really sorry, I used to misunderstand and be indifferent to you, so we hesitated too much. I hugged him tightly and said hard. "Baby, everything is in the past, and from now on, I will cherish our love even more. He hugged me tenderly, and his voice was firm and warm. Since then, our love has become more determined and mature. Those former wreaths have become a deep imprint in our love story, witnessing the twists and turns and growth between us. We have walked through the ups and downs hand in hand, and we have taken care of the gorgeous flower of love. Like he said, he loved me so much, and I loved him just as much. Some loves, like those sincere love stories, are full of holes, but they are tenacious. They need us to care for and protect them with our hearts, and express and be grateful with sincerity. And that wreath finally dissolved into the most beautiful page of our love. "Baby, do you know that every time I send flowers to your mother, I hope to get your forgiveness. Xuan Xuan said cautiously. I looked at him, and a wave of emotion welled up in my heart: "Xuanxuan, I'm sorry, I was really too willful before, and I didn't understand your mind." Now that we're back together, I'll cherish our love. "Baby, I also know that I am not a perfect person, sometimes my way may make you feel restricted, in the future we must be more tolerant and understanding of each other. He said solemnly. This experience taught me to grow up and taught me to cherish and persevere. I began to learn to feel the beauty and warmth of love with my heart, and to protect our love with action. Every time I see him smiling, I can feel the warmth of the world. Our love no longer depends on the blooming of flowers, but pays more attention to inner communication and understanding. We have gone through a bumpy road, but we have also gained a deep and precious love. The power of love makes us more mature and firm, and allows us to understand the true meaning of love. In the ocean of love, that wreath is no longer gloomy and heavy, but has become the most beautiful memory and witness in our love. Feel the beauty of love with your heart, and protect our love with firmness. May our love always be as good as ever and forever. My love for Xuanxuan and I slowly became mature and firm. Every morning, I could see him preparing breakfast carefully, and every evening, we spent a warm time together. We protect each other with our hearts, care for each other with love, and feel the warmth and beauty of love. "Xuanxuan, my mother and I have reconciled, and she also admires you and thinks you are a caring and good man. I smiled at him. A pleased smile appeared on his face: "Baby, really, I have always valued your relationship with your family, after all, she has contributed a lot to your growth and life. "Yes, our family is very important, we need to tolerate and understand each other and maintain a good relationship. I said firmly. In our love story, the twists and turns of the wreath have become a kind of experience and precious growth of love between us. We have learned to care for and understand each other with our hearts, and we have learned to cherish the love between us. We use love to build our future happiness. Love makes us more mature and determined, and it also makes us understand the importance of caring for each other. That wreath has become a testimony of our growth and the most beautiful chapter of our love story. In the world of love, we are the warmest sunshine and the firmest support for each other. In this colorful journey of life, we use love and tenacity to compose our own gorgeous scenery. That wreath is no longer the shadow in our love story, but has become the most beautiful text and mark in our love story, witnessing our growth and happiness. May our love always be as good as ever and forever. Looking at the gentle sunlight pouring in through the glass window, I am reminded of the growth and change of love in our lives. Xuan Xuan and I cherish our misunderstanding and indifference, and polish our love with our hearts to make it more tenacious and beautiful. On this wonderful morning, we decided to go to a charity bazaar together. "Xuanxuan, look, this is a handmade collage I just made, and I want to take it out for charity sale and do my part for those in need. "I showed him my work. "Baby, this collage is really beautiful, you are such a kind-hearted person. He said appreciatively. "Do you have anything in particular you'd like to sell?" I asked him expectantly. Xuan Xuan pondered, "I have some old books, especially those romance novels, although I have already read them, they make a lot of sense to me. I want to sell them for charity so that more people can benefit. "We are cheerfully preparing, and our hearts are full of goodwill and anticipation. At the bazaar, I saw many enthusiastic people with smiles on their faces and doing their part for charity. Xuan Xuan and I took a lot of photos together, and we enthusiastically communicated with each of the people in the charity sale, sharing the kindness and love in each other's hearts. Such good times make us appreciate each other more and make each other's love deeper. Behind these charity sales, not only conveys help and friendship, but also deepens the relationship between us. On the way home, we walked in the sun and enjoyed the warm afternoon. "Xuanxuan, do you know, the experience of participating in the charity bazaar together made me cherish the love between us even more, and I hope that our love can always have this kindness and warmth. I said. He took my hand and smiled and said, "Baby, I also hope that our love can have this kindness and warmth, and I will take care of you and our love with my heart." "Our love has become more and more firm and warm, and we understand the meaning of warmth and care. Between getting to know each other day by day, we grew up together, learned tolerance and understanding together, and understood the true meaning of love. "Xuanxuan, I want to make a special dinner today, thank you for your continued tolerance and love for me. I said to him. He stroked my head and smiled and said, "Baby, I am also grateful to you, it is you who make my life more interesting, and you are also you who make me more determined to believe in our love." "In the kitchen, I prepared a sumptuous dinner with dishes decorated with our common favorite flowers, the sun shining through the windows, the enticing aromas filling the room, and everything was filled with a sense of happiness. "Baby, today's dinner is delicious, thank you for your dedication and care for our lives. He smiled with satisfaction. "This is just a little bit of my heart, and I am willing to add warmth and sweetness to our love. I said. We savored this sumptuous dinner together, talked and laughed, and felt the taste of happiness. In this tacit understanding and resonance, our love for each other is more profound. When night fell, sitting in front of the window, under the starry sky, we quietly enjoyed this beautiful night. "Xuanxuan, our love is really sweet, thank you for your love and tolerance for me all the time. I said. He clasped my hand and expressed gratitude: "Baby, it is already the greatest happiness for me to be able to spend every day with you. "Our love story is being interpreted in a long way, we know how to feel the beauty of love with our hearts, and we know how to protect our love with action. In this quiet night, our love has added a touch of tenderness and warmth. Yes, we know how to feel each other with our hearts and take care of our love with warmth and care. This warmth and sweetness is becoming the most beautiful stroke in our love story.