John and Jane

John Doe and Jane Doe were walking along the alley. The trees lined up in a corridor, and sometimes leaves (white and pink) fell from the peach trees, adding to the beauty. People rarely came here, like other people, but Jane and John loved to come here to relax and do whatever they wanted. They sat on a bench, holding hands, and watching the spring surroundings. *

John Doe: "See how beautiful the flowering trees are, and you didn't want to go,"* he said, wrapping his fingers around your hands *.

Jane Doe: "Oh, come on,"* she replied, waving her husband off.