"Qian Meng… this is the easiest and most difficult thing I have ever had to do," Mo Qingchen started without looking at the page. Qian Meng wasn't sure if he was speaking what was on his mind or if he had read those pages so many times that he knew them all by heart.
"To stand up here before our friends and family and marry you… I don't need to think about it for a second. I often find it hard to describe how much I love you. I don't think it is possible." He gulped and his eyes flitted to the paper in his hand.
Qian Meng was sure that he didn't need to read off it.
"Yes, you are absolutely gorgeous…" He took a shuddering breath as he looked up at her. "And I am sure that I have seen your eyes shimmer and move as the day progresses. You have the voice of a siren. No matter where I am. No matter if millions of people surround us and I can't find you. Your voice alone would stop me and pull me to you."
