Wedding

I will never forget our wedding day.

When I appeared behind Felix in a heavy wedding dress, he turned around.

A tear fell from his eye.

Bright as a pearl.

He said he did not cry because of the wedding dress.

He cried because he saw my face.

At that moment, I felt I had married the right person.

Outside, wind and snow were heavy.

My safe harbor stood before me.

Felix Cheng was rich.

Handsome.

Jealous.

Clingy.

Green tea to the bone.

But he loved me so loudly that even my stories seemed quiet beside him.

And I, unfortunately, loved that very much.