The airport was bustling outside, but most of the passing passengers just glanced curiously before hurrying on their way.
There were also a few onlookers who stopped at a distance to watch, some envious, some curious, whispering and discussing in low voices, as if they all wanted to know whether this unique and grand proposal could be successful.
The gliders in the sky continued to change formation, performing messages: "Amy, I love you; love you for a lifetime; hold your hand, grow old with you, would you be willing..."
These passionate and affectionate words kept appearing in the sky, stirring up waves of excited screams.
But as Amelia watched those words, they seemed like red-hot coals, scalding her heart to the point of suffocation.
There was a voice in her heart desperately screaming, "I'm willing, I'm willing..."
But the words couldn't come out.
