Su Wanxia's heart suddenly pounded as she gazed upon the splendid bridge reflected on the wide river, and she couldn't help but be reminded of the first time she returned to the country, the birthday he had celebrated for her...
The grand arch bridge, colorful roses, and the bright neon lights...
Familiar scenes, beautiful images...
"Let's go..." Mu Yingchen said as he took her hand and stepped onto the beautiful bridge...
Although it was the same location, the same scene, and the same person, Su Wanxia's feelings were world's apart from that time...
Back then, she wanted to love but couldn't, she loved but couldn't speak out—
To this day, he and she had finally waited for the clouds to disperse and the moon to emerge clear and bright. Throughout their journey, despite the hardships and looking back now, they also found it sweet...
Reaching the middle of the arch bridge, Mu Yingchen pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly...
