Bo Jingshen stood quietly, but his heartbeat was like a drum.
He had participated in the most difficult races, with tracks that felt like they had countless twists and turns, driving a furious race car, achieving speeds that awed everyone.
He had survived the most terrifying plane crash, where after an ergency landing on the runway, the tail of the plane had almost completely broken off. He escaped through fire and smoke, and to this day, he could rember the fierce heartbeat caused by fear, and the rapid breathing that seed to drown out all the chaos around him.
He had endured the most painful suffering, the burns from sulfuric acid made every second of recovery excruciating, and each sharp surge of pain made it feel as if his heart would stop in the next second.
But it was not until this mont that Bo Jingshen felt that all those monts of accelerated heartbeats paled in comparison to the tension and excitent he felt right now.
His heart seed as if it was going to jump out of his chest.
He watched his bride slowly walking towards him from the end of the aisle, and in an instant, he felt a mont of trance, as if he was seeing his lover transform from a girl into a woman, bridging all the years they had shared and missed.
Slowly, leisurely, walking towards him.
Su Lu saw him, her eyes twinkling, a mix of nervousness and excitent, and then she saw Bo Jingshen’s reddened eyes.
Su Lu felt a wave of nostalgia. As the other party who had traversed the decade together, she knew why Bo Jingshen had tears in his eyes.
Looking back at the past, so much had been missed, naturally it was heartbreaking.
But for the rest of their lives...
Su Lu smiled, turning to Qin Song and said, "Uncle Qin, shall we walk faster?"
Qin Song, standing by her side, smiled warmly, "Can’t wait?"
"I’ve waited ten years for today. Normally, a little longer wouldn’t matter, but... I don’t want to make him wait too long," said Su Lu.
Ten years, Su Lu thought.
Talking made her pause for a mont, and the man waiting for her on the stage wasn’t in a hurry, but her son at the front of the aisle was desperately clutching a handful of petals, urgently whispering, "Mommy, Mommy, hurry up!"
The guests around them could not help but chuckle.
Qin Song held Su Lu’s arm and quickened their pace until they were finally within range of Zhao Xiaole, who joyously began tossing flower petals, his eyes brimming with cheerful laughter.
Step by step, she walked up to Bo Jingshen.
"Thank you," Bo Jingshen sincerely thanked Qin Song.
Watching Qin Song solemnly hand Su Lu’s hand to Bo Jingshen, Zhao Ying under the stage was moved to tears.
Bo Jingshen thanked him again, "Thank you."
He was very aware that having soone play the role of a father, leading her down the aisle, was very important to Zhao Ying.
"Take good care of Lulu," Qin Song said earnestly, pondering for a mont before adding, "She’s everyone’s treasure, you must cherish her and not bully her."
"I know, I will," Bo Jingshen nodded earnestly and slowly tightened his grip on Su Lu’s hand.
The priest, invited from a church on a nearby island, wore round, gold-rimd glasses and a generous robe, holding a scripture in his hands.
He smiled at them warmly.
His speech was neither hurried nor slow, his English carrying a slight local accent, as he asked the words known the world over.
"Do you take...?"
"I do."
"Do you take...?"
"I do."
"Please groom, recite your vows."
Su Lu was taken aback, looking at Bo Jingshen with a hint of confusion in her eyes.
Her look seed to say—You actually have vows?
Bo Jingshen pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, and Su Lu couldn’t help but smile, surprised he had a written speech...
Bo Jingshen’s vows were not long, he recited a poem.
It was a foreign poem that Su Lu particularly enjoyed.
"It’s all you."
"The whole world is a path leading to you, a song written for you."
"Dazzling because of your light."
"So many people in the square, in my eyes, they are all you."
"All the flowers blooming by the roadside, in my eyes, they are you."
"There’s you in the coffee taken during a break, and I saw you in the mountains where the sunset falls."
"Everything in the world has changed."
"The word ’waiting’ has disappeared from my dictionary."
"Because I will always be by your side."
Su Lu actually didn’t want to cry; she wasn’t easily moved to tears, and she thought that there was nothing to cry about at a wedding celebration.
She had been fully prepared in her heart, but when she heard Bo Jingshen recite the poem with a smile on his lips, she couldn’t help but her eyes to redden.
She gently sniffed, but tears still fell.
Bo Jingshen took a step forward, but the Priest put out his hand to stop him, "No no no, it’s not yet ti to kiss the bride. Sir, I know you’re eager, but please relax a little."
Everyone laughed, and Su Lu also smiled with tears in her eyes.
Bo Jingshen said helplessly, "Please hurry up, I’m a bit anxious."
The Priest said with a smile, "Now, you two may exchange your tokens of love."
Cheng Youran, who was a bridesmaid, and Jiang Li, who was a groomsman, approached with the ring box.
The rings were specially selected by Bo Jingshen, a pair of very fine antique rings with so age to them, handcrafted, with an antique style.
Su Lu didn’t particularly care about the rings, but Bo Jingshen did; he chose them with great care and had even specially bought them at an auction.
Su Lu hadn’t expected them to be so beautiful.
Bo Jingshen picked up the ring and slid it onto her ring finger.
Su Lu did the sa, placing the ring on his ring finger.
In that instant, it was as if sothing filled her heart to the brim, unable to contain anything more.
The Priest spoke, "Good, now the groom may..."
The Priest hadn’t finished speaking when Bo Jingshen stepped forward, cupped Su Lu’s face, and kissed her like a storm sweeping through.
Blessed applause broke out around them.
They kissed amidst the applause and the sound of the waves, their eyes only for each other, as if they could gaze into eternity.
At the end of the kiss, Bo Jingshen did not move far away, only slightly parted his lips, then gazed into Su Lu’s eyes up close and whispered a voice only the two of them could hear, "I will always love you, love you forever, until the mont my life ends."
Perhaps it was because the kiss had been so passionate, or perhaps it was Bo Jingshen’s deeply affectionate confession, but all Su Lu felt was her heartbeat quickening, her vision almost becoming blurred.
As a result, Bo Jingshen’s face seed to have been coated in a soft glow, warming her heart.
When the ceremony concluded, the sky had gradually darkened, but the island’s white sand beach and that night’s bright moonlight ant the darkness was not too profound.
The dining table was filled with a variety of fine foods and wines for the guests to enjoy.
Su Lu and Bo Jingshen did not drink alcohol; everyone was considerate enough not to get them drunk and delay their wedding night.
When the first dance song began, Bo Jingshen took Su Lu’s hand and entered the dance floor, which, in truth, was just an area marked out on the sandy beach where they could dance barefoot.
Naturally, the first dance was for the bride and groom.
Bo Jingshen wrapped Su Lu in his arms and stepped out in the first dance move.
The night sky lit up with a myriad of fireworks, splendid and bright.
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