He shouldn't have come to the wine country three years ago.

I shouldn't have met someone as gentle as Lin Qingzhu.

Nor should I have come to him on a sunny morning three years ago.

For some reason, the sun was so bright outside that day that people had to wear sunglasses and look directly at the sun.

He had just gotten off the plane, and by the time he found a signal on the ground to send a message to Lin Qingzhu, half an hour had passed since the plane landed.

"Azhu, I'm here to see you."

"I brought you seeds from my hometown."

When he sent messages to Lin Qingzhu before, Lin Qingzhu was like a person who had nothing to do every day, always waiting for his phone to reply to his messages immediately.

He sometimes joked: "Azhu, your reply speed is even faster than a robot."

Lin Qingzhu just smiled

But this time

Lin Qingzhu didn't reply to his message for a long time

He held the phone in his hand, and every time someone contacted him, he would pick it up immediately to check if Lin Qingzhu had replied to his message.

He didn't know why he felt a sudden tightness in his chest since he got off the plane.

"It's really strange." He whispered at that time

"I have a feeling something will happen today."

His sixth sense is always accurate.

He carefully held the seeds from his hometown in a handbag.

He designed and made the gift box for the seeds specifically to leave a good memory for Lin Qingzhu.

Each seed in it was carefully selected by him one by one, and each one was a seed that could grow in accordance with the climate of the wine country.