Ni Chen opened the wedding invitation with trembling hands. There was only one sentence inside, and there was only a note folded in half. It looked indescribably silent. There was only the man's signature on the invitation: Wei Chen. The woman's column is blank, that name occupies a small space, and there is an indescribable loneliness on that wedding invitation...
Ni Chen slowly opened the folded note, and the instantly familiar handwriting filled his eyes with tears.
Above are a few big characters of his flying dragon and phoenix:
I once thought that we were a pair for life!