Xue Lin yawned. She never thought that the wedding could be so exhausting. She tiredly tugged Ge Chen's sleeve. Ge Chen looked at her gently and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xue Lin requested, "Can you take off my tiara? If it stays on my head for another minute, I think I'll lose my neck today."
Ge Chen's eyes glanced over her tiara and commented, "It does look heavy. Lean forward."
As Xue Lin leaned toward him, Ge Chen checked from both sides of the tiara to understand where it was stuck and then took it off with great patience. Some strands loosened up and brushed against her cheeks.
While he was doing so, Xue Lin commented, "I pity all the brides in the world. In their happiest occasion, they have to suffer the most. What's the point of this happy occasion if they are going to suffer?"
Ge Chen commented, "Maybe it's because they have to work hard to gain something and that gives them happiness."
"You might be right." Xue Lin agreed.
