Grandpa He coaxed in a low voice: Baby, be good!

When life closes a door for you, it will also open a window for you. It is true that Xiaomai and Xiyan have experienced the hardships of life, but have welcomed the sweetness of their own love.

The two little girls who fell in love became more sunny, positive, and optimistic. They were full of expectations for the future, full of longing for life, and full of energy for life.

As the finals of the design competition were approaching, Xiaomai locked herself up at home to search for materials and inspiration, while practicing drawing designs. Except for tutoring her students, she didn't see anyone the rest of the time. Occasionally, He Liting would call her and ask Asan to feed her some food. She really worked hard, but she was not very satisfied with the design drafts she drew, always feeling that they were not perfect enough.

There was only one day left and she still had no inspiration. Just when she was feeling worried, her cell phone rang.

"Hey! Uncle"

"What's wrong? You look so lifeless." He Lingting could imagine that her face must be gloomy and full of worry at this moment.

"I have no inspiration and I have a competition tomorrow, what should I do?"

"Come out. I don't want to think about anything today. How about going out and relaxing?" He Lingting suggested.

"But, forget it, don't think about it. It's great that I can make it to the finals. I should be content, right?" Xiaomai thought to herself, a nobody, why should she fight for the first, second, or third place? She should just do her best.

"That's right, wait for me."

"All right!"

Twenty minutes later, He Lingting arrived. As soon as Xiaomai walked out of the building, He Lingting opened his arms to him. Xiaomai jumped towards him happily, laughing.

"You heartless little thing. I haven't seen you for many days and you don't miss me." He Lingting said lovingly while touching Xiaomai's nose.

"I miss you so much." Xiaomai tilted her head and said mischievously.

He Lingting couldn't help it, his actions were faster than his thoughts, he didn't want to let go after kissing her, Xiaomai's stomach growled a few times at inopportune times, He Lingting frowned and let go of the little girl, "Didn't you eat?"

"Well, I forgot to eat lunch." Xiaomai said guiltily.

"Let's go!" He Liting shook his head helplessly and pulled her into the car.

"Where are we going?" Xiaomai asked as she fastened her seat belt.

"I'll take you to eat first."

After He Lingting took Xiaomai to dinner, he drove her to the place where they had fallen in love.

The emerald green lake water is like a flawless emerald, and the sunlight shines on the lake, making it sparkle. When the breeze blows, the lake ripples, bringing a touch of coolness to people, and Xiaomai instantly becomes very awake.

The two sat in the pavilion by the lake. Xiaomai leaned on the uncle's arms, admiring the beautiful scenery by the lake and feeling the cool breeze. He Lingting tightened his arms, worried that Xiaomai would catch a cold.

It was a midsummer afternoon, and most of the couples walking by the lake were middle-aged and elderly. Looking at those old couples, some were holding hands, some were holding each other's arms, some were wives supporting their husbands, and some were pushing a wheelchair while the other was sitting in a wheelchair. They supported each other through thick and thin, and they were inseparable until old age. Xiaomai watched and a light bulb flashed in her head, and she had to seize it.

"Ting, do you have a pen and paper?"

"There's a pen, but no paper, but here's this." He Lingting took out a pen from his clothes pocket and handed it to Xiaomai, then took out a pack of tissues from his trouser pocket.

"Okay, let's make do with it! It's better than nothing."

Xiaomai squatted on the ground, spread the tissue paper flat on the wooden bench, and began to concentrate on drawing. He Lingting watched quietly beside her, occasionally helping Xiaomai to gather up her scattered hair. Just like that, Xiaomai drew and revised, occasionally looking up at the interaction between the old couple in the distance. She had a smile on her lips, and lowered her head to concentrate on drawing. Finally, when the sun set and the afterglow of the sunset illuminated the sky red, Xiaomai put away her pen, looked at the last tissue paper, and clicked it with satisfaction.

"It's done. We'll rely on it tomorrow." Xiaomai stood up excitedly, "Ah!"

"What's wrong?" He Lingting asked nervously.

"My legs are numb from squatting. Ahhhh, it hurts so much!" Xiaomai screamed every time she moved.

"Girl, you've been squatting for a long time, how can you not feel numb? Come, don't move, I'll pick you up." He Lingting bent down, picked up Xiaomai and put her on a wooden stool to sit. He squatted down and massaged Xiaomai's legs.

"Are you feeling better?" He Lingting asked while rubbing.

"It's much better. No need to rub it anymore. Uncle, please get up. Look, the sunset is so beautiful!" Xiaomai was surprised to find that the evening by the lake could be so beautiful.

"Yeah, I want to walk a little bit."

"Well, I also want to go over there to see the flowers." After Xiaomai got the inspiration, he was in a particularly good mood.

"Okay, but not too late, there's a game tomorrow." He Lingting reminded.

"understood."

The two of them wandered around for a while and then went back.