The wedding started at sunset and lanterns lit up the place as it slowly became dark.
Lu Xian Yu was waiting at the end of the aisle, wearing a white suit. He looked so nervous and excited at the same time. His blonde hair was neatly arranged. He was handsome and his devilish beauty was enough to make anyone stop in their tracks.
Mengmeng and her three girl friends were the flower girls of that event. They threw flowers on their way to him while Li Bingbing walked, following their lead.
Li Bingbing's eyes were locked unto Lu Xian Yu's eyes.
Since Li Bingbing wasn't wearing a veil, Lu Xian Yu could clearly see the look in her eyes.
Her emotions were not easily hidden on her innocent face. It was always because of her eyes that he was able to read through her. Her eyes showed her soul. As he looked into her eyes he knew, all the beauty of the universe could not even hope to compete with this simple thing: passion.
