In the music, petals fall like snow.

Leng Zimo stands before the main ceremony platform, looking in her direction.

In the backdrop of blue and white, among the guests, his figure in a white suit remains distinct like a crane among chickens. He slightly raises his chin, akin to an emperor ruling over the land.

In his eyes, at the corners of his lips... there is a smile, gentle like the sea breeze from the corridor.

From afar, Leng Zimo sees Luo Xiaoqian.

As he looks at her, his eyes can no longer hold anything else.

Though separated by a veil, Luo Xiaoqian still feels his gaze.

She slightly lowers her eyelashes, not daring to look at him, her heart aching with each beat.

He waited five years for this wedding dress, what should she do?!

On one hand, is the man she loves the most.

On the other hand, is a life that deeply loves her with heartfelt apologies.

Such a choice, too difficult.

Among so many guests, how could she speak?!

Just a few dozen meters felt like a long century to Luo Xiaoqian.

Leng Zimo stands before the main ceremony platform, looking at the girl beautiful as an angel, noble as a princess, walking step by step closer to him. The corners of his lips rise even more.

His little wife, his Luo Xiaoqian, his little princess... today, she will truly marry him, belonging to him forever!

With Xu Xia and Mo Bei’s assistance, Luo Xiaoqian walks step by step, behind her, Luo Jun and Qin Wanwan on each side, holding her long veil.

Luo Xiaoqian wishes for a sudden typhoon to wreck this wedding.

But, the typhoon did not come, and the sky is so clear without a single cloud. Today truly is a good day.

The three stopped in front of Leng Zimo, Xu Xia then passed Luo Xiaoqian’s gloved hand to Leng Zimo.

Luo Xiaoqian has no family, so Xu Xia acted as her family.

"Leng Zimo, today I’m handing Xiao Qian over to you. I tell you, Xiao Qian is my best friend, my closest sister..." Xu Xia said, his voice uncontrollably choked, "If you dare to bully her even a little, I, Xu Xia, won’t agree first!"

These two, getting to this day, it was not easy. Not just him, even those standing beside like Huangfu Ruo and Qin Lan, Tong Ya and Shen Yizhou all sigh in their hearts, the women visibly tearful, and even the silent men have their eyes warmed.

Leng Zimo takes Luo Xiaoqian’s hand, fingers closing, holding her small hand in his palm.

Xu Xia gently wipes the corners of his eyes, then steps aside with a smile.

Leng Zimo then holds Luo Xiaoqian’s arm, together turning toward the main ceremony platform.

Qin Wanwan runs to her mother’s side, Luo Jun smiles and runs over, standing before Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian.

On the ceremony platform, a senior Priest specially invited from the church warmly watches the two.

This is also what Luo Xiaoqian yearned for; in her dream, her wedding shall be officiated by a Priest.

"Today we are gathered here to witness the union of this couple alongside God. Now, I will ask each of you the same question, please patiently listen until I finish, and then answer." The Priest smiles watching Leng Zimo, "Mr. Leng Zimo, are you willing to take Luo Xiaoqian as your wife, to follow the teachings of the Bible together, before God and unify with her, to love, comfort, respect, protect her... in sickness and health, in poverty and wealth, remain faithful to her, until departing the world?"