Diary of the Pursuit of a Husband

That night, the bright moon and gleaming stars rose with the wind, and even the ancient trees seemed full of feeling. One bowl of yellow wine went down, and the heart grew drunk. The long river of years fell away, along with memories like drifting clouds and smoke. Looking at the woman before him, whose eyes were as clear as a child's and whose every movement brimmed with life, Ye Qianxing knew that this was the sum of all the love he would ever feel in his life. It was over, it was over.

Between heaven and earth, beneath the dazzling stars, some love burns like the blazing sun, while other love is like moonlight. The wind and clouds know how I yearn for her, and the clear waters understand, but she need never see any of it.

All Ruoyuan asks for is a bright, clear sky, spring rain that leaves no dampness, summer heat that brings no irritation, autumn frost that brings no sorrow, and winter snow that brings no sighs! Behind her stands not only the Youlan clan, but also my Ruoyuan lineage. I will stay true to her for my entire life.