When the groom, Xu Qingfan, had tied his tie, and the bride, Zhang Yiyi, had donned her veil, the song also reached its climax:
[Today you're going to marry me~]
The machine emitted a "click" sound the next second, capturing the moment this couple joyfully united in marriage.
In Zhang Yiyi's mind, a grand Western-style wedding appeared, with the priest holding up the Bible and asking her:
"Ms. Zhang Yiyi, do you take Xu Qingfan as your husband, to love him, comfort him, honor him, and keep him, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, and be faithful to him until he leaves this world?"
She nodded with tears brimming in her eyes, "I do!"
"Yiyi?" Seeing that the girl had not reacted for a long time, Xu Qingfan waved his hand in front of her eyes.
"Ah... I do... Brother... what's up?" Zhang Yiyi's expression was somewhat dazed, and the words 'I do want to be your wife' almost slipped out.
"We're about to take another photo."
