Chapter 966 Mrs._1

"Mm, I remember," Alexander Summers replied.

Purple Summers teasingly asked, "And do you still remember which one is the Purple Summers constellation?"

Alexander Summers pointed upward with his hand.

Purple Summers immediately laughed, "I knew you were going to spout nonsense! See, you can't remember, can you?"

Alexander Summers said indifferently, "The intention is what matters most. As long as you put your heart into it, any star can be the Purple Summers constellation."

"Hmph, sweet talker," Purple Summers muttered coquettishly.

She knew he was bluffing, yet it still felt sweet, still felt warm.

The two stopped talking, quietly looking at the summer night sky.

Purple Summers found it incredible that two years ago at this time, she had perished in Clearwater, yet two years later, she had become his wife.

Looking back at everything that had happened over these two years, it all felt more vivid and lively than the first twenty years of her life.