The lights on the curtain went out.
Unknown from where, a piano started playing "Mariage d'amour." The soothing music served as a backdrop as waiters carried red candles and fresh flowers.
The candlelight flickered, alternating between bright and dim, while the flowers emitted a burst of fragrance.
Pei Yicheng walked towards her step by step, holding a bouquet of bright red roses. Under the flickering candlelight, Pei Yicheng's handsome face seemed to have a filter, and his dark, shiny eyes gazed at her as he said, "In a lifetime, a person will encounter three kinds of people: one who loves you the most, one whom you love the most, and one who will accompany you for life. I hope all three are me."
Pei Yicheng handed the flowers to her, kneeled down on one knee, and took out a ring he had prepared from his pocket. He looked up slightly, with a smile on his lips and deep affection in his eyes, "Nianhua, no matter what happens, I want to stay by your side, never leaving you."
