With You For the Rest of My Life

It was dark when Rose was released from prison.

Two hours' visiting time was actually very short for the father and the daughter.

The big iron door behind him slammed shut, separating the two worlds.

The taxi, which she had promised to wait here, had disappeared. As the night was getting colder, Rose could not help holding her arms and sighed.

It seemed to be difficult to call a taxi in the wilderness. She took out her mobile phone and found that there was no signal.

She seemed to have encountered such embarrassing situation a lot recently. Rose raised her hand to her forehead and sighed. She was still hesitating when a beam of car light came over and shook her head.

With her hands covering the light, Rose squinted through the gap.

A silver gray Bentley stopped not far from Rose. A well-dressed man got off the car and stood in front of her step by step.

"Long time no see, Rose." He said in a low voice.

"Austin Yuan?" Rose asked with hesitation. The face in front of her gradually fit the face of the handsome young man in her memory.

"So you still remember me."

can't forget you! I thought you were going to study in a capitalist country and were too overwhelmed by their kindness and were not willing

saw each

learned about something to come back to serve my homeland." Austin Yuan said with

still has one month

back home ahead of schedule." "Oh, what are you doing here

Yuan came back from abroad, he had heard about the story of Rose's father. He didn't know what to say. After a while, he opened his mouth, "What a coincidence.

a little kid, Austin Yuan had buried her in a cemetery

coat more tightly, Rose turned to look at the man who was driving attentively next

Well dressed, polite and well mannered, he

one. If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't have been able to go back today." Rose

changed a bit. Still a cutie pie." Then he

of them when they were at school, but now it seemed a little abrupt.

out his hand, he noticed the unnatural look on Rose's

little schoolmate had become a married woman. She was no longer the Rosy who need to depend on

moment, the atmosphere in the

embarrassment. She tried to adjust the atmosphere deliberately, "It's rare that you still remember

you had baby fat on your face. You pouted like a child. You

of her so they didn't know what hardships were. At that time, what she had

to come over. And your mother pleaded to the

Yuan suddenly paused. Realizing that he had said