She forced her eyes wide open, trying to see the scene before her, yet it felt as though her ears had gone deaf, unable to hear anything...
After a while, she finally heard the priest's voice...
"Groom, you may now kiss your bride."
With a thud, Gong Shirao collapsed to the ground, the priest's voice instantly changed, and the scene suddenly became chaotic...
"Shirao!"
"Shirao..."
Someone called her.
She seemed unable to hear clearly.
Feeling as if their voices were far away.
Yet, she could only sense Zhan Nanjue's presence. He seemed to embrace her with one hand.
Her head rested on his chest, her breathing hurried.
She wanted to try and give him a smile, but in the end, only tears fell.
She felt his body trembling, she wanted to thank him, and also wanted to apologize.
She gave him nothing, yet he had just become a married man...
She reached out to touch his cheek, and her fingertips finally grazed against it.
