There was no such thing as a sudden marriage, and there was no such thing as an escaped marriage. Mu Zhiyu was really going to marry her childhood sweetheart, Shi Yan. Wearing a high-end wedding dress, she took a deep breath and opened the door to the auditorium. As soon as he entered the auditorium, the heavy dragging feeling behind him disappeared; the bridal hairstyle turned into a low bun; the bouquet in his hand also disappeared; the originally dark auditorium was now transformed into classroom tables and chairs, and the young man standing at the door looked at Mu Zhiyu with a smile.
"Shi Yan, I had a strange dream..."
Boom! Mu Zhiyu woke up from the bed, "How could I dream of him after such a long time?"
"It's been 976 days..."
Intention: Lovers will eventually get married