Time blinked past, and two days had gone by.
As the wedding date drew near, just three short days away, it seemed the whole city was craning their necks in anticipation of this grand occasion.
Mi Shen, as the bride, had been quite calm over the past few days.
But now, with only three days left until the wedding, she suddenly became nervous upon waking up.
On the phone, Mao Beibei cradled a bag of chips, "You're not getting cold feet, are you?"
"..." Mi Shen shook her head, "I don't know, I just feel... a bit scared... that's all!"
"Does Fengchang know?"
Mi Shen shook her head.
"I won't be able to get there until the day after tomorrow." Mao Beibei tossed a chip into her mouth, chewing it, "Why don't you go out for a stroll, instead of always cooping up at home. Get out more, see something new; it could help you relax."
Mi Shen lay listlessly on the table, "But I don't feel like going out!"
