"Under the starry night sky,
they poured countless lovely words,
out of their hearts yearning."
Meeting Liliana's eyes, Lucas curled up his lips. He started taking steps toward Liliana.
Through the small microphone clipped to the collar, his voice echoed gently as he reached out a hand toward her.
"Zhinü, my eternal love, for twelve moons, my heart longs for you."
Liliana blinked slowly. She wore a sorrowful expression before she replied to Lucas. Like him, she also began walking to him.
"Oh, Niulang, how I wish time stands still when we reunite."
In the midst of everyone's enlivened whispers, Liliana and Lucas who took the role of the weaver girl and the cowherd began making their way to reunite in the center of the bridge.
Their soft steps changed to hurried ones, showing how their patience to reunite wore thin the moment they caught sight of each other.
I've never mentioned it before but, Zhinü and Niulang were the Weaver Girl and the Cowherd's names in the folklore