Luo Mengmeng was unable to walk, so at that moment, she could only sit on the bed, cradling a bouquet of pure white lilies in her hand.
She was smiling softly, gazing at the other end of the red carpet where Gu Zhihan stood.
"Today is Miss Luo Mengmeng and Mr. Gu Zhihan's engagement day. In the midst of a flu epidemic, with the bride suffering from a serious illness, this engagement ceremony is undoubtedly special..." Gu's father took on the role of the master of ceremonies, his voice choked with tears as he loudly spoke words of blessing for the couple.
At the other end of the red carpet.
The youthful lad wore a crisp black suit, broad-shouldered and long-legged, exceptionally handsome; his jet-black hair neatly fell in front of his forehead, his eyes, long and slender, were filled with tender devotion.
He was slowly moving step by step towards Luo Mengmeng, dressed in her white wedding gown.
With each step he took, his face was smiling.
