"There's a kind of fate called love at first sight"
"There's a song titled 'Without You, My Life Lacks Color'"
"There's a verse that goes—by your side till we're white-haired and old"
Zhan Qi, the love of my life
"May I board your Titanic?"
As the three were locked in a standoff, a deeply affectionate, magnetic voice drifted in from the entrance of the research institute.
Turning to look, the first thing that caught their eyes was nine hundred and ninety-nine stunning roses, almost concealing the upper half of the person, leaving only two long legs visible.
He walked up to the group, knelt on one knee, and lifted the bouquet high.
Zhan Qi rolled her eyes, turning her head away, clearly knowing who the newcomer was.
Cai Yin stared unblinkingly at the large bouquet of roses, nearly turning into a flower-crazed fool.
