Survival in the Class: I'm the Only Boy on the Bus

As the light drew closer, Jiang Chen and the girls realized that it was actually a gauze lantern.

It was covered by a pale yellow veil, and inside there were burning candles.

On the pale yellow gauze, there was a red "囍" character written on it.

The yellow light from the gauze lantern illuminated the red dress behind her.

A woman in a red dress, carrying a gauze lantern, gradually emerged from the mist.

Although it looks like a red dress, it is more accurately described as a red top.

Because the woman only used a red sash to tie up her red dress, it looked like a red skirt at first glance.

The woman simply tied her cascading black hair back with a red ribbon, which prevented it from falling over her shoulders and allowed her to show her most beautiful side to someone.

The woman simply drew her eyebrows and lips.

Fair cheeks, delicate eyebrows, and slightly red lips.

In Jiang Chen's and the girls' eyes, this woman's makeup and clothing looked like those of an ancient bride about to get married.

The information that the map was fully revealed to Jiang Chen indicated that the woman was Chinese.

The woman about to be married, though dressed in red and made up, had no expression on her face, and her eyes were filled with worry.

If you look closely, the strong wind makes the gauze lantern in the woman's hand sway, and her red dress also shakes, revealing the plain white dress underneath.

This is why Jiang Chen frowned.

Why is she wearing a red coat over a white coat on such a joyous occasion?

As the woman in the red dress carrying a lantern approached, more and more women in red dresses emerged from the mist.

Judging from their faces, this group of women included not only Chinese but also people from the Middle East.

The women in red dresses each carried a pale yellow gauze lantern with a red "囍" (double happiness) character written on it, but some of the "囍" characters were written crookedly, clearly not in Chinese handwriting.

The group of women approached slowly, their faces expressionless, their sorrow impossible to conceal.

The wind blew up red skirts and red ribbons that floated out of the white mist.

The red ribbon, simply tied to a bamboo pole, fluttered in the wind.

The person holding the bamboo pole was still a woman in a red dress.

However, the woman holding the bamboo pole was not only wearing a white dress over a red dress, but also carrying a bundle of white silk.

A red dress paired with red ribbons—isn't that the perfect look for a wedding day?

But... why prepare white robes and white silk?

You know, white clothes paired with white silk ribbons are only worn at funerals...

The overpass was large enough for Jiang Chen and his group to pass each other, as well as the group of women in red.

Jiang Chen and the girls silently watched the group of women in red dresses in front of them.

And so, in the thick white fog, Jiang Chen and his group brushed past the group of women in red carrying lanterns.

Until they gradually melted into the white mist behind them.

From the moment they met until they passed each other and finally parted ways, there was no verbal exchange between them.

Jiang Chen and his group were wary of the women, and also didn't quite understand their behavior.

The group of brides in red dresses who came out of White Dove City were preoccupied with the people who were about to return and had no interest in Jiang Chen and his companions.

The girls stopped in their tracks and turned to look at the red figure swaying in the white mist.

Even Lu Wanzhou, who was invisible, sat on the guardrail of the overpass, watching the direction in which the women in red dresses disappeared.

For some reason, the girls all felt a little sad.

Because all they saw on the faces of these 'wives' was deep worry, not a trace of the joy expected on their wedding day:

"It's supposed to be a joyous day, so why... are none of these brides smiling?"

"It's not just that they don't smile; I feel a deep sadness about them."

Yun Qianqian suddenly said this in a calm voice:

"A woman in red awaits your return, a woman in white bids farewell to your soul..."

This scene can be succinctly summarized in just one sentence.

Yun Qianqian truly lives up to her reputation as a member of a scholarly family in Kyoto.

The girls fell silent after hearing Yun Qianqian's words...

Some of the more sentimental girls had already started wiping away tears...

The chubby-faced little dim-witted boy didn't quite understand what Yun Qianqian was saying.

She held Mr. Bear in her left arm and wrapped her right arm around Tang Yan's leg.

She looked up at Tang Yan, her eyes filled with curiosity, her ahoge (cowlick) curling into a question mark shape:

"Sister Tang Yan, is this the Nibelungen you mentioned?"

"Nuonuo didn't see the fierce Dragon King. Those pretty ladies probably aren't the Dragon King, right?"

Tang Yan, the little koi, scratched her head; she was still a little disappointed.

I thought that if I could see the Dragon King or something, I might become one of the dragon slayers.

But it seems I misunderstood...

Tang Yan gave an awkward smile, scratched her chin with her finger, and looked up, avoiding Bai Nuonuo's pure and lovely big eyes:

"Haha...it...it shouldn't be..."

"Just an ordinary fog, and a group of brides passing by?"

Tang Yan, the little koi, suddenly grinned at Bai Nuonuo, a mischievous thought creeping into her mind to scare her:

"Nuonuo, do you think... this could be a ghost marriage?"

"Look, thick fog, brides in red dresses, and these brides aren't saying a word!"

"How was it? Wasn't it terrifying?"

Tang Yan, the little koi, got more and more excited as she talked, and finally even imitated a wolf howl towards Bai Nuonuo:

"Awoo~!"

Upon hearing Tang Yan's ghost story, Bai Nuonuo was so frightened that she quickly moved away from Tang Yan and rushed into Ning Shuang's arms, her ahoge (cowlick) drooping.

The girls were all amused by these two clowns.

Many girls pretended to cry tears of joy, wiping away the tears from the corners of their eyes.

Ruan Ningshuang could only hug Bai Nuonuo and gently comfort her, shaking her head helplessly as she sighed inwardly.

Tang Yan, the little koi, and Bai Bai Nuonuo truly deserve to be the team's source of joy.

Even in this oppressive atmosphere, they can still create some entertainment value.

Tang Yan, the little koi, felt that her plan had succeeded. She put her hands on her hips, puffed out her not-so-proud little chest, and smiled smugly.

Although Bai Nuonuo was a little scared, she still thought to herself that Ning Shuang's place was comfortable, while Tang Yan's place wasn't soft enough and uncomfortable to lie on...

The fog came quickly and went quickly.

The group of women in red stood quietly at the entrance of the overpass.

The red ribbons fluttered in the wind behind them.

From behind, they look very cheerful.

Before them, the road was shrouded in mist, making it impossible to see if anyone would return.

Jiang Chen led the girls towards the city gate of White Dove City.

But when they looked at the city gate, they were slightly taken aback.

At some point, red ribbons were hung on the city walls and gates.

The red ribbon danced in the wind between the two flags.

The whole city of White Dove seemed to be filled with joy.

Jiang Chen led the girls toward the city gate.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the encircling city wall was as high as five or six stories.

They were all made of gray-black stones and cement.

The city gate was open, and Jiang Chen could see various stone houses inside, the tallest of which was no more than three stories high.

Meanwhile, atop the city wall above the city gate, stood an older man and a mature woman.

The two people were standing on the stone railing of the city wall in different poses.

The two of them looked down at Jiang Chen and his group as they entered White Dove City.

Both of them are residents!