The car stopped in front of the church.
Chen Jing got out of the car and opened the back door.
Lu Heyun's drooped eyes looked up with great effort. With Chen Jing's help, he got out of the car extremely slowly.
Looking up, he could see the church and a dozen steps in front of him.
As long as he crossed these steps, he would be able to see Zhizhi in her wedding dress, and he would be able to put on the wedding ring for her in public.
He would be able to kiss his bride and announce to everyone that she was his wife, mo Zhiyun.
Chen Jing helped him up the stairs.
The surroundings were very quiet, so quiet that only the sound of his heartbeat and breathing could be heard. It was so clear, yet so noisy, as if it had been magnified countless times.
Ten more steps ...
Five steps ...
Three steps ...
Lu Heyun suddenly stopped in his tracks. His heavy eyelids, like his consciousness, could not help but fall.
Zhizhi ...
