However, coincidentally, Shi Jin's flower landed in Liang Xinran's arms.
"Bless this bride's friend," the master of ceremonies shouted. "It looks like you're next in line for a happy occasion. Bless you."
Shi Jin looked at the overjoyed Liang Xinran and smiled. It looked like her big brother and Liang Xinran's wedding was really coming soon.
***
Night fell.
The city was filled with fireworks.
The bright lights bore witness to Shi Jin and Fu Xiuyuan's happiness.
She stood at the French windows, taking in the scene.
Behind her, Fu Xiuyuan moved closer and wrapped his arms around her waist as they both stared silently out the window.
Fu Xiuyuan leaned against her neck, his hot breath against her ear. As they rubbed against each other, he cupped her chin and kissed her.
Tonight seemed no different from the previous nights, but tonight was also very different from those nights.
