Three months later, Shen Xuanrun and Gu Weichen held their wedding at the country's most renowned wedding destination.
To fulfill his fans' wishes, Shen Xuanrun also livestreamed it.
It was an open space planted with roses, with white balloons floating along both sides of the path. White and red mingled, pure yet passionate.
Little Xinxin and Gu Maojie had also put on their princess dress and little suit to watch their older brother and uncle get married.
They looked like a perfect little pair, wonderfully matched.
Shen Xuanrun: Ahem, I can't think like that. I really can't.
These two little brats are only five. It's not very appropriate to be thinking about these things already.
That's practically criminal. Life's looking more and more like a prison sentence.
The officiant said, "Today is the joyous wedding day of Mr. Gu Weichen and Mr. Shen Xuanrun. Welcome to all our guests, relatives, and friends."
The audience, too, seemed to burst into enthusiastic applause.
The officiant said, "Now, let us invite our two grooms to join us. Give them a warm welcome!"
Amid everyone's enthusiastic applause, Shen Xuanrun and Gu Weichen walked toward the platform from opposite ends of the roses.
They both gazed at each other. At that moment, they had eyes only for each other.
Beneath the flowers filling the air, the balloons bobbed their round heads in the breeze, as though dancing for the two of them, celebrating the couple's journey into marriage.
One step, then another.
The distance between them shrank, the other's face growing clearer and clearer, until they were within arm's reach.
The officiant said, "Mr. Gu Weichen, do you take this handsome young gentleman beside you as your husband, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, for the rest of your life and forevermore?"