I was in my final year of high school, and my deskmate found out I was writing a novel!

The wedding took place as scheduled in early March.

The hotel's riverside terrace is decorated in a simple yet cozy style.

Off-white curtains hung down the railing, adorned with a few white bellflowers and pale blue hydrangeas.

A few fresh roses were placed in a glass vase on the table, and the candy boxes were also neatly arranged, each with a miniature photo of the two of them on it, and each photo was different.

Ye Feng's father greeted the guests with a smile, but everyone who came knew about Ye Feng's family situation, so their greetings to Ye Feng's father were just superficial pleasantries, and no one wanted to have any in-depth conversations.

Ye Feng's father also heard the whispers from those people.

Some say he lost such a capable son, while others say he's heartless, since he could treat his own son like that.

But even if he heard it, what could he do? He could just pretend he didn't hear it. If he caused trouble today, the last bit of father-son affection might be gone.

Zhou Ming and his companions, dressed in smart suits, helped with the greetings. The classmates who came were hungry, and they didn't know their uncles, so it was only right that he came.

As evening fell, darkness descended, the river shimmered, and the city lights shone brightly.

The emcee was a gentle-spoken girl who didn't try to be overly sentimental; she simply picked up the microphone.

"Dear friends and family, we gather here today not for a grand ceremony, but simply to be with our loved ones and witness the happiness of the newlyweds. Now, let's welcome the newlyweds with warm applause!"

There was no rousing march, only a gentle piano prelude flowing slowly.

Ye Feng, dressed in a simple white suit, walked slowly towards Miao Miao, holding her hand.

Wearing a custom-made wedding dress with a slight blush on her face, Miaomiao held Ye Feng's hand tightly, walking steadily and firmly step by step.

Reaching the center, Ye Feng stopped, turned to look at Miao Miao, and without any flowery words, simply reached out to help her tidy up the stray hairs on her forehead.

"Silly girl, you look so beautiful today!"

Miaomiao looked up at Ye Feng, her eyes slightly red.

The emcee continued, "Next, we'd like to share a special gift with everyone."

After he finished speaking, the lights in the hall were turned off, and then several screens lit up, with the sound coming from the speakers.

The first scene of the music video appears on the screen: on the high school playground bleachers, two boys and girls in school uniforms share a pair of headphones, their faces close together, sunlight shining on their faces, a scene both innocent and beautiful.

The scene slowly changes; I'm watching a movie on the sofa, while Miaomiao and Xiaohuang are on the sofa and lying on the floor, respectively.

Then the camera focused on Miaomiao cooking, her face covered in flour, while Ye Feng chuckled and helped her wipe it off.

"Find the sun where there's no wind, and be the warm sun where you're cold..."

Ye Feng's warm voice came through the speakers. There was no fancy arrangement, only the clear sound of the guitar and the light violin accompaniment. The lyrics seemed to be told in a gentle voice.

The audience was quiet, all enjoying the music video and the song they had never heard before.

They didn't know how the song was, but it sounded great. It didn't have any high notes or fancy techniques; it was like reading poetry.

The guests below the stage were all smiling and moved. Miaomiao's parents and Ye Feng's father were also deeply moved, especially Miaomiao's mother, who shed tears, not tears of sadness, but tears of joy.

From the moment the two met, to their friendship, to their love, and now to their marriage, everything seemed to happen naturally, without any setbacks.

Miao Miao's father's eyes also reddened, and he whispered to Miao Miao's mother beside him, "These two children are so wonderful!"

"Yes, it's still so good after all these years. I was worried back then..."

"Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. Things are fine now, aren't they? The kids are doing well, that's all that matters."

As the melody faded, applause erupted in the hall, and Miaomiao's tears fell involuntarily.

Ye Feng gently wiped away her tears, then whispered in her ear, "Don't cry, the days ahead will be sweet."

"I was just too excited."

The emcee's voice rang out again, still gentle.

"There are no complicated experiments or tedious procedures, but I think this is the best promise. This song was specially written by Mr. Ye Feng for Ms. Su Miaomiao. He wrote the best promise into the song and treasured every precious moment. Now, please exchange rings!"

The best man and maid of honor presented the ring, which Ye Feng accepted and gently placed on Miao Miao's ring finger.

Miaomiao also took the ring from Li Hongmei and carefully slipped it onto Ye Feng's hand.

There were few physical movements, only two fingers tightly interlocked, eyes meeting, everything understood without words.

Next came the toasting ceremony. Ye Feng and Miao Miao, holding their wine glasses, toasted the elders.

The wedding didn't last long, there were no wedding pranks or complicated games, just friends and family chatting and joking around.

Finally, the relatives returned home one by one, and the young couple also returned home.

Now, the two of them are licensed to work!

At home, Ye Feng wrapped his arms around Miao Miao's slender waist, resting his chin on the top of her head.

"Are you happy today?"

Miaomiao nodded, turned around and snuggled into Ye Feng's arms, hugging him tightly in return.

"So happy, so incredibly happy!"

The two embraced, feeling each other's heartbeats.

Even though we've been together for so long and have done everything we could, today still feels different.

The red sheets and blankets create a strong sense of ceremony.

Soon, the red waves surged, and the newlyweds were officially married today!

Returning to the bride's parents' home on the second day after the wedding is a traditional custom.

The two of them didn't wake up until after 10 a.m., then washed up, got dressed, pressed the elevator button, and went downstairs.

The apartment upstairs is only a few floors long, and it takes no more than five minutes to get there, so the two of them weren't in a hurry at all.

Ye Feng picked up a stack of boxes, all of which he was going to take to Miao Miao's house.

Miaomiao remained calm and composed, sitting there carefully applying her makeup. Although it was just a meal at home, it was different now. From now on, she would be Mrs. Ye, and that would be her maternal home!

Ye Feng urged Miaomiao several times, but instead of getting her to hurry up, he only earned more curses.

That sarcastic tone made Ye Feng dare not urge them any further. He lounged on the sofa, scrolling through short videos, since it wasn't far anyway.

It was already 11 o'clock when Miaomiao's mother called. The elderly couple had been waiting at home for a long time without any news, and they were really worried that the two children had overslept.

I couldn't hear what they were saying on the phone, but Miaomiao didn't look too happy; she was pouting.

Instead of offering comfort, Ye Feng followed behind with a grin, carrying quite a few things in his hands.