Wedding, huh...
Sheng Jiayu's thoughts drifted slightly. She had always been more mature and sensible than her peers, but there was a time when she indulged in the fantasies of a young girl.
What were those fantasies like back then?
She imagined herself on a lush green lawn, her beloved holding her hand, walking slowly towards the stage amidst the blessings of the crowd, then they would exchange rings, and then they would kiss.
Petals would fall from the sky...
Sheng Jiayu couldn't help but laugh. Thinking back, those thoughts were quite cliché.
"As long as it's not indoors, I don't like indoor spaces."
Mu Ke's eyes lit up: "Alright."
Sheng Jiayu didn't ask Mu Ke what happened when he went back. They took a yacht tour and returned to the hotel to shower and rest.
Mu Ke booked a flight for nine-thirty the next morning. By seven o'clock, the two of them were awake, their luggage packed. They quickly freshened up and left.
