My singer girlfriend is super fierce

By the river in the park, Ye Zhiqiu and Yu Caiwei leaned quietly on a bench, enjoying their quiet time alone.

The scenery in front of me is obviously just ordinary, but because of the people around me, it seems to become colorful.

In the distance, there is a wooden bridge on the river. On the bridge, a gray-haired old couple stands together holding hands, letting others take pictures of them.

This beautiful picture made people feel warm in their hearts, and Ye Zhiqiu and Yu Caiwei also watched it with great interest.

"Weiwei." Ye Zhiqiu suddenly asked, "What do you think of when you see this picture?"

Yu Caiwei leaned lazily on Ye Zhiqiu's shoulder, still looking at the couple in the distance. She did not answer, but asked: "What about you?"

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said, "I remembered a story."

“Do you know the book The Bridges of Madison County?”

"I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it." Yu Caiwei shook her head and said softly, "Tell me about it."

Ye Zhiqiu adjusted his sitting position so that Yu Caiwei could lean on him more comfortably, and then said, "This is a best-selling romance novel from the 90s, and the story also takes place on a bridge."

"The story mainly tells about the protagonist Robert who came here to shoot the covered bridge and met the protagonist Francesca who lived here. Then they got to know each other, fell in love, and finally separated because of family..."

Ye Zhiqiu's voice was soft as he told the story slowly. Yu Caiwei listened quietly, occasionally turning her head which was resting on Ye Zhiqiu's shoulder.

A breeze blew by the lake. I don’t know how long it took, maybe fifteen minutes, maybe longer, Ye Zhiqiu finished the story and summarized it in one sentence.

“Each of us lives in our own past. People spend a minute to get to know someone, an hour to like someone, a day to fall in love with someone, and finally, a lifetime to forget someone.”

Yu Caiwei was silent for a moment and asked, "So, what is love?"

"Some people cannot make the other person fall in love with them even if they accompany each other for a lifetime, but for others, just one day of meeting is enough to create a lifelong and unforgettable relationship..."

"I don't know." Ye Zhiqiu shook his head and said, "In the story, when the heroine Francesca married her husband, they might not have been without love, but it just faded away with the passage of time and the trivialities of life day after day."

"If she and Robert really get together, will their love grow over time?"

"All I can say is that love is real, but it also has a shelf life."

Yu Caiwei raised her head, looked into Ye Zhiqiu's eyes with her blinking eyes, and asked again: "What about our love? Does it also have a shelf life?"

"Of course, as long as one is a human being, this is an inevitable law." Ye Zhiqiu said truthfully.

"But." The next moment, Ye Zhiqiu smiled, took Yu Caiwei's hand and said, "The shelf life of our love is a bit long, probably about 100 years."

"Anyway, it's so fresh and hot right now, I just want to be with you every day."

Yu Caiwei was so happy that her watery eyes narrowed slightly. She raised her hand and patted him, protesting softly, "It's been so long. By then, you'll all be ugly old men and women."

"..." Ye Zhiqiu opened his mouth, wondering if this girl was being stupid again.

100 years? Are you sure we will be just old men and women by then?

Yu Caiwei snorted and said, "When you're that old, you won't be able to run away. Even if the shelf life has expired, you have to stay by my side."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded repeatedly and wisely chose to remain silent.

——Anyway, the two of them should be buried together, so it doesn’t matter.

As for women, just coax them and these are all unimportant details.

The two were chatting about all sorts of things, and a group of young people gathered in the distance started singing "viva la vida", which was Ye Zhiqiu's song.

However, this song was a bit beyond their expectations, and the singing was quite "unpleasant".

"Let's take a walk?" Ye Zhiqiu suggested.

Yu Caiwei nodded, and the two stood up from the bench. They suddenly noticed that on the small lake in front of them, there were a few wooden boats with people on them swaying slowly on the lake. It looked like some kind of tourist attraction.

Ye Zhiqiu and Yu Caiwei looked at each other and smiled knowingly, obviously thinking the same thing.

The scene before me seems familiar.