Sophia Guan

This is our sixth year together, and in many ways, life feels no different from before.

Spring has returned to the Southern Hemisphere. The flowers are blooming as beautifully as ever—year after year, the blossoms remain much the same. Only this year, we are waiting for a new life to arrive.

Her name is Evalina.

I often find myself thinking that our daughter will surely be beautiful.

Love, after all, is something we cannot see. When we are young, we are always searching for proof of it—in a few tender words, in a lingering glance, in the smallest gestures. But after all these years, there is no longer anything left to prove.

Now, our love has eyes and a face of its own. It has a heartbeat. It has two tiny hands that, one day, will reach out and hold ours.

Perhaps this is what happens when two people love each other for long enough: something once invisible takes shape, and leaves behind a living trace of itself in this world.

And so, in this season filled with warmth and hope, our love begins to bloom once more—welcoming a new spring of its own.

我们在一起的第六年，日子原也没有什么不同。
南半球又到了春天。娇艳的花照旧开着，年年岁岁花相似，只是今年，我们等着一个新的生命诞生。
她叫 Evalina。
我常想，女儿一定会很漂亮。因为爱情原是看不见的东西，年轻的时候总要靠一句话、一个眼神去证明它；过了这些年，倒不必证明了。如今它有了眉眼，有了心跳，有了一双将来会握住我们的手的小手。
原来两个人相爱久了，会在这世上留下一个具体的模样。
那我们的爱情呢，在这个充满温暖而希望的时节里迎来了新的花季。
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