Boom—
A roaring sound erupted, as a small plane flew across the sky.
The next moment, rose petals started drifting down from the heavens, fluttering and swirling in a riot of scattering beauty.
The timing was impeccable, adorning a perfectly matched couple below.
"Wow!"
"So beautiful!"
The onlookers all raised their heads to watch the sky as petals continued to cascade ceaselessly.
This scene, seen only in big-scale movies, was now unfolding in reality.
The gorgeous rose petals floated in the air, swirling in a gentle breeze—some carried away, others falling on the ground and on people.
Everything felt like a dream, supremely romantic.
Shi Yu plucked a petal that had landed on Shen Cheng's shoulder, his deep eyes brimming with indulgence, "Shen Chengzi, remember today."
"Hmm," she responded softly, "It's hard not to remember."
In the end, she couldn't help but curve her lips into a smile.
Just a faint smile made her seem even more charming than the flowers,
