Luo Shu and Lu Hanmo, holding hands, walked through the garden. Just moments ago, under the insistence of Lu Hanmo's mother, their wedding date was set for the twenty-sixth of August. Now everyone was in the living room, discussing the various arrangements for the wedding.
"Shushu, do you still remember the first time we met?" Lu Hanmo asked with a smile as he looked at Luo Shu. The mere thought that in a few days she would become his wife filled his heart with excitement and joy that words could hardly describe.
"Yes! That day I ran into a few robbers, and you suddenly appeared and saved me." Luo Shu smiled at the memory. Time had flown so swiftly, nearly two years had passed since then. She remembered clearly, she had just been reborn a few days prior, and at the moment she met him, she felt as if she was dreaming. That's why she recklessly threw herself into his arms, because she couldn't believe it was real.