From sunrise to dusk, even if Sand is strong, he can't stand it.
When over, Sand's eyes are swollen, tears flow not stop crying swollen.Not sobbing, not crying, but expressionless tears streaming down his face.
Sand was lying alone. After taking care of Sand, Namsang went to estudio and continued to deal with the mountain of papers.
Sand's vision seemed out of focus.
He thought of the time long ago when he and his little mulberry had first wedding night.He owed it to little mulberry and wanted to make up for it, then he consciously chose the bottom position.。
Heaven as quilt and earth as mat,bright moon and twinkling stars congratulated them.When over,they lay on the grass, not speaking, but holding each other's hands, always turning to look at each other, only to see their own smirks on each other's faces.
Sand similes blissfully. Soon, star river becomes the bedspread.At that moment,Sand's smile disappeared.