His arrival brought warmth to Yang Zilu's heart. His delicate features and pure smile had a way of making people feel drawn to him.
If there hadn't been that so-called "five-year promise," if those people hadn't gossiped, if reality hadn't been so cruel, or perhaps if her mother hadn't asked her, if she had been willing to fight against reality...
Yang Zilu kept wondering: after graduation, could she become his most beautiful bride?
There would be no lavish wedding banquet, no beautiful wedding photos, and no envious onlookers, but she would have him...
