"Once, when I was a child, someone promised to personally send me off in marriage, but he didn't appear today, and I think I'll never see him again," Ye Ling'er said with a sorrowful smile, turning the festive wedding quiet and silent.
Everyone knew who Ye Ling'er was talking about, but nobody dared to speak up to comfort her, because everything about that person had already turned into a legend.
Perhaps, he was not just a legend, but an existence revered by all beings. Without him, humanity might have been heading towards extinction!
"It's okay, little sister, elder brother has his own matters to attend to. If he knew about your wedding today, he would definitely bless you silently in his heart," Ye Ping comforted in a soft voice, coming over to Ye Ling'er's side.
"Auntie, don't cry, hug hug," a beautiful woman holding a baby in her arms, who was only two years old and learning to speak, stretched out his little hands towards Ye Ling'er, giggling.
