Colorful years

Zhang Chao believes that love is like a fine piece of porcelain; repairing the cracks is only a temporary solution. Only by managing it with wisdom and care can it shine with eternal brilliance.

After all, the human brain is like a library capable of containing the entire universe; anything can be treasured within it if one so desires. Information and knowledge can be collected one by one, and the more one accumulates, the greater the benefit to oneself. Similarly, love can also be stored; only the love that remains is sincere, pure, and eternal, capable of withstanding the test of time.

After watching the evening news, Zhang Chao immersed himself in the world of "Beautiful Prose Like Songs" for another half hour. At that moment, he had a sudden inspiration and sent Xiao Hong the following message: "Memories can be stored, so why can't love? Let's store our love for each other, and when the time is right, we can reconnect and the love will still be fresh."

In the quiet café, sunlight filtered through the dappled curtains, casting shimmering light on Xiao Hong's phone screen. After reading the message, she couldn't help but chuckle, thinking: "Zhang Chao's brain is really sharp; he always comes up with unique ideas."

She immediately dialed Zhang Chao's number: "I think your idea is good. Right now, I just want to focus on work, earn money, and strive for our future."

Hearing Xiao Hong's voice on the phone, Zhang Chao felt a warm glow in his heart. He knew that Xiao Hong had aspirations and ambitions, and he was willing to support her in pursuing her dreams.

"Okay! Let's work hard together then. But I don't want our relationship to fade because we're busy," Zhang Chao said with a smile.

Xiao Hong nodded and said, "Don't worry, it won't happen. We'll always stay in touch and share the ups and downs of life. And we also have that love savings plan."

After that, Zhang Chao and Xiao Hong were both busy with their careers, but their hearts were never apart. They maintained close communication through phone calls, text messages, and video chats, sharing joys and sorrows.

Whenever they encounter difficulties, they encourage each other; when they achieve success, they cheer and celebrate together. That love storage plan has become a unique bond between them. Whenever they miss each other, they silently store a bit of love in their hearts, waiting for the right moment to unlock this treasure trove of love.

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Chao's tone was calm: "Actually, love and work aren't mutually exclusive; you just haven't figured it out yet. However, I respect your choice." Thinking of his idea, he felt secretly pleased, a slight smile playing on his lips, as if he could already see a bright future.

At this moment, he was thinking of letting this love "hibernate" for a while, so that he could quickly rekindle it once the time was right.

At three o'clock in the morning on May 2nd, the night was as dark as ink, and a bright moon hung high in the sky, its cool light shining through the window into Zhang Chao's room. He lay quietly, staring blankly at the ceiling, his mind replaying scenes of his time with Xiao Hong like a movie.

After some thought, a bold and novel idea sprouted in his mind: "My dear Honghong, in order to relieve you of the heavy pressure and give you more time and energy to handle company affairs and lay a solid material foundation for our future, perhaps we should temporarily put aside our romantic relationship and seal this love away. However, let's maintain a relaxed romantic relationship so that we both know that this feeling is still there."

After much deliberation, Zhang Chao concluded that this special relationship had the following key points:

First, their words and actions do not interfere with each other's daily lives.

Secondly, neither party assumes any responsibility or obligation.

Third, fully respect the other person's thoughts and wishes, and flexibly arrange occasional romantic dates to meet basic needs.

Fourthly, although their love has paused, its vitality remains; it has simply been temporarily halted due to objective factors. They have agreed that three years from now, on this day, they will join hands to open the "Love Box" and let their love bloom once more!

At this moment, Xiao Hong is trapped in a nightmare: a large green snake, as thick as a bowl, is tightly coiled around her waist, and she struggles desperately but cannot escape...

She usually turns off her phone before going to sleep, but for some reason, she didn't tonight. Perhaps it was because she was expecting something, or perhaps it was driven by some mysterious force, but the message ringtone, like a sharp blade, shattered her nightmare.

After reading the message, Xiao Hong admired Zhang Chao's creativity, but she did not fully accept it in her heart.

She had just woken from a nightmare, her forehead soaked with cold sweat, still shaken. The entire building was silent; she was all alone, fear a constant companion. Thinking that Zhang Chao might also be awake, she decided to call him for comfort.

As soon as the call connected, Zhang Chao answered quickly: "I was terrified by a nightmare. Luckily, your message woke me up, otherwise I would have been scared to death. I'm sleeping alone at the company now, and I'm extremely scared, so I just wanted to talk to you."

Do you know what I dreamt about? A huge snake was chasing me. I ran for my life, and when it caught up, it coiled around my waist. I couldn't break free no matter what I did… You want me to come to your place? No, we agreed not to contact each other for a while. It would be inconvenient for me to come. You want to come pick me up? No, no, no, even if you come, I won't go.”

“Darling, the dream interpretation says this is a good dream. It means you will not only become rich in the future, but also find a happy love. That big snake is your benefactor in life. This person is devoted to you and will be with you for life. You can’t escape him! I’m really worried about you. I’m coming to be with you!” Zhang Chao was quick-witted and instantly connected the dream interpretation to the dream interpretation. His gentle words gradually calmed Xiao Hong’s heart.

After saying that, Zhang Chao got up like an arrow, quickly dressed, rushed to the street, hailed a taxi, and sped off to Yuren Community.

Arriving at Xiao Hong's building, Zhang Chao dialed her number. Two minutes later, Xiao Hong, still in her pajamas, hurried downstairs and opened the door for Zhang Chao.