An Mingji's voice was lazy and magnificent, like the sound of heaven.
Orange morning light spilled in from the window, bathing him in a soft, warm glow.
Gu Jin carefully observed the young man's unparalleled beautiful face, with deep-set, exquisite features and a transcendent temperament.
The more she looked, the more beautiful he appeared—never enough to satisfy her gaze.
Knowing that everyone was waiting, Gu Jin retracted her appreciative gaze and said solemnly, "Little An, we should set off."
An Mingji nodded gently and stepped towards her.
Standing before Gu Jin, he extended a fair palm.
Gu Jin naturally placed her hand into his.
"Let's go—"
The two moved forward, followed by the crowd.
Watching their departing figures, many felt a sense of life's tranquility and the beauty of peace over the years.
An Mingji and Gu Jin seemed destined to be a pair; they were born to stand together.
In this world, no one is more suited to stand side by side than they are.
