The sky is blue, the grass is green, a handsome and tall man stands with his back to the wind, and a white horse leisurely chews the grass beside him.
Yun Beibei encouraged herself: "Try again."
Shangguan Wuhui turned around when he heard the commotion and saw Yun Beibei wearing a long white gauze dress, holding a large bouquet of bright red roses in her hands and looking at him, with the boundless green grassland behind her.
Shangguan Wuhui asked: "You want to propose to me?"
Yun Beibei nodded with a red face and stumbled, "No, no!"
"Oh." Shangguan Wuhui came over, took the rose in Yun Beibei's hand, and said regretfully, "I almost want to agree."
"Would you really agree?"
"Fake."
Shangguan Wuhui looked at the disappointed Yun Beibei, smiled and said, "It's up to me to propose."