On the day we were supposed to register our marriage, Lin Manxi's childhood sweetheart suddenly showed up with an eighty-year-old woman. "Manxi, my grandmother is gravely ill. Her only wish before she dies is to see us get married."
The frail old woman dropped to her knees and burst into tears. "Xiao Xi, I raised Xiao Han all by myself! I don't have long left at my age, but Xiao Han still isn't married. I won't be able to rest in peace!"
"I've watched you and Xiao Han grow up together. I've seen how he feels about you!"
"Xiao Xi, please, I'm begging you. Let me see you and Xiao Han register your marriage before I die! If you don't agree, I'll stay right here on my knees!"
Lin Manxi's eyes reddened, and tears fell from them too. "Grandma, please get up. I'll do it!"
She turned to me, her expression cold, and said, "This is Xiao Han's grandmother's final wish. I have to register my marriage with Jiang Muhan today!"
"Zhong Kai, be reasonable, okay?"
I nodded and replied calmly, "All right. I'll step aside."
Lin Manxi grabbed my sleeve and exclaimed anxiously, "What are you making a fuss about now? I'm only registering a marriage with him for show. You're the only one I've ever loved!"
"Let's postpone the wedding until next month. Xiao Han's grandmother should be gone by then."
After that, I called my childhood friend, who had loved me for ten years. "Are you busy? Want to get married with me at the civil affairs bureau?"
