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Author: Huang Lu
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Publish Date: 2005-01-01
Features: Once, I dreamed of sitting on the grass with the one I love, basking in the sunshine, shoulder to shoulder, reading our diaries together, chatting about our past, present, and future, filled with the warmth of the sun. "Informal Marriage" is a book that evokes such feelings—it's a Chinese book designed for couples to read together, not just unique and innovative in its design but also in its content. The author presents a beautiful and romantic campus life and love stories during the cohabitation era from a unique perspective. "Marriage" here means being a guest in someone's home, which is cohabitation. The characters in the book, from falling in love to living together, share a roof under which they sweetly embrace while cooking, argue, have cold wars, cry, and smoke to vent their frustrations. There's no cheating or distorted sexuality here—only pure love. It's an ordinary couple, and everyone can find their own love story in them, or see their own hearts through their reflections. You say people are forgetful, and you're afraid that one day you'll forget our past together. I shook my flowing hair and smiled: "Silly girl! You say you want to grow old with me, sitting in the sun on rocking chairs, counting our little moments together. After shedding our pretenses, it's good that we still have our diaries, and our love still leaves traces. I smiled, my mouth barely showing a few teeth.
Baby Chapter: My heart was filled with joy, but when I saw her laugh out loud, "Puff," I realized something was wrong. She was teasing me in her own way! That girl played me for a fool! The couple in the movie finally got to some content, no longer being shy about love. I took advantage of her not paying attention and sneaked in for a kiss. Before she could react, I was already done, licking my lips and looking at her with a playful expression: "Hmm, you just ate French fries. Main ingredient: starch."
Youyou Chapter: Today, we didn't study well. Both of us skipped class and went to the back mountain. We said the teacher's physical education class was a complete failure, so we decided to exercise ourselves to make up for the shortcomings of school education and reduce the school's guilt. We didn't originally want to skip class, but she said, "I want to exercise to protect my wife! But look at me now, thin as a bamboo pole—how can I do it! It's all your fault for mistreating me!"