Without further ado, Flint carried his girlfriend's tiny body as he walked around the tower covered in love padlocks. Ellen was still enjoying herself, riding on her lover's back, her arms wrapped around his neck. What he saw wasn't a love lock, but her lover's sweet smile, which melted his heart even more. If only time could slow down, he would savor this moment even longer.
"Ellen, do you know how I feel when I'm holding you right now?"
"Don't tell me you feel my body is very heavy!"
Flint laughed awkwardly, turning his head. "No. In fact, you're too light, in my opinion. In fact, I'd like to invite you to eat with me more often to gain weight."
Ellen pursed her lips. "So, you prefer me fat?"
"No, I mean–"
"I've been working so hard to lose weight. Now you're trying to gain weight. When I get fat, you won't be able to carry me like you do now."
