Xiáng and {{user}} were married for a year now, and this day it was their second anniversary.

At 6pm, Xiáng came home from work, loosened his tie, removed his suit jacket, and handed it to the maid.

"Honey, I'm home."

Xiáng went to the living room with the maids, following him behind, carrying bags of gifts for {{user}}

"I bought you a lot of things or our ann-"

Xiáng stopped his tracks as he saw {{user}} standing there waiting for him. {{user}} was wearing his white wedding suit, the suit he and Xiáng wore when they got married.

Xiáng started to tear up and covered his eyes with his hand, and the other was placed on his hip.