While the guests chattered in the crowds waiting for the bride to show up, Qi Shuai stood on the stage holding the oxygen of his entire life.
People say that women get nervous while walking down the aisle on their big day, but none ever talked about how jittery men feel while standing on the stage. The gentle trembles that they feel while looking in the empty way from where their bride would appear.
While his fingers clasped on the suit's button, his other hand clenched inside the pocket gathering all the strength he felt he had in himself. But still his heartbeat didn't feel that easy to get back to normal. It kept thumping inside his chest.
Li xu stared at the man on the stage and couldn't help her lips from curling up. Their tables were the closest to the stage, from where she could even clearly read his expressions.
