The wedding banquet gradually comes to an end, with crowds slowly dispersing and lights dimming, leaving only the lanterns swaying in the wind, seemingly freezing the beautiful moments of the day.
Jiang Yuzhu and Chen Ting stand by the sea of flowers, the night filled with the sounds of cicadas, presenting a tranquility that contains its own beauty.
The soft moonlight, casting a pale glow on their faces.
"Tingting," Jiang Yuzhu said softly, her voice laced with a hint of playfulness and worry, "Now that you're married, don't give Zerong too much trouble."
Chen Ting quickly blushes, her eyes showing a little resentment and helplessness, as she muttered back, "I'm not that desperate."
Their gazes met under the moonlit night.
"Tingting, I want nothing more than your happiness..."
Her good friend is married now, to a good man. There was nothing happier than this event for her.