Qi Chenglin broke into a sweat, and since Ruan Danchen was practically sticking to his face, she could see the beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. Feeling guilty, she wiped it for him. "Just hang on there."
Qi Chenglin lifted Ruan Danchen up and entered the elevator.
Ruan Danchen saw that the elevator was empty because everyone was waiting for the next step. She said, "How about you put me down for a while? No one's going to see anyway."
"That won't do." Qi Chenglin hoisted her higher and chose not to let go. "When receiving the bride, she can never touch the ground."
The man was quite insistent when it came to tradition.
"Then lean back. Lean me against the wall so you won't be so tired," Ruan Danchen suggested.
He agreed to it and did as told. It was quite comfortable actually.
When Qi Chenglin carried her out, firecrackers began crackling loudly, with kids running over from all directions to see the bride.
