When she felt the warmth on her shoulders, she turned and looked to him and said in a light tone that contained a hint of tenderness, "Happy Wedding Anniversary, Mr. Mu."
"Wedding anniversary?"
He was stunned. In a daze, he recalled that this time last year, they did have a wedding abroad. He immediately chuckled to say, "Aren't we supposed to count our anniversary from the day we registered our marriage?"
"But to me, this is the one that counts."
She smiled at him, then turned to look at the night sky and asked calmly, "Do you like it? This is my present to you. I didn't know what to give you or what you'd cherish."
"Do you think I'm a pretty woman like you? But since it's a present from you, Missus, I'd like them all." His soft and gentle voice gently brushed past her ear, sounding delightful to her. She could not help but reach out to pull at the hem of his shirt.
