On a sunny morning, on a certain street in H City, N country, Duan Weiyu and Jiang Yanmo walked slowly holding hands, and from time to time they were attracted by the surrounding street performers, causing bursts of laughter.

Many couples and couples will pass by this avenue called Art Street, and when they hear the church bells ringing, they will know that there is another happy newlywed couple in this world.

Duan Weiyu sat in a café along the street, leaning against the window to enjoy the exotic atmosphere, tasting a cup of American latte in her hand.

The person she loves the most is holding a DSLR, pretending to be a young photographer and taking pictures of herself.

"Laugh one."

The shutter clicked and clicked, and the memories left in the film grew.

Duan Weiyu's face was a little stiff with a smile, and she stretched out her hand to hold his arm, leaning affectionately on her husband's strong arm.

"I want to go and see that church, and I've heard that people here go there when they get married."

Although she said that she didn't want to have a wedding, it was great to have a good look at it.

The last time she was the bouquet planner of the wedding, she was moved to tears by the atmosphere of the scene, and after so long, she also wanted to experience that feeling again, with the person she loved the most.

Jiang Yanmo turned his head and looked out the window, there were several wedding cars driving in the direction of the church, probably in a hurry, and he couldn't help but be happy.

"There happens to be a couple of newlyweds who are going to have a wedding, why don't we go over and have a look now?"

Seeing his wife's sweet smile on him, he was overjoyed, and took her hand and walked in the direction of the church.

There was a lively scene in the church, the pastor and relatives were explaining the matter, the bridesmaids and groomsmen were huddled together, ready to do the final drill, and after going around, they knew that this was an all-public wedding, and the groom and bride were childhood sweethearts who grew up together in the city, and they did not design invitations, and were ready to invite all the destined people to witness their happiness.

Duan Weiyu stepped into the church with a smile, holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand.

It was bought by the husband on the way, and at first I was worried that the dress was too casual and incompatible with the style of the wedding, who knew that when I walked in, everyone was dressed very casually, and it seemed that everyone was a temporary person who came to attend the wedding, either a couple or a couple.

Jiang Yanmo found her the best place to appreciate, and as the music sounded, the bride was held by her father and walked on the red carpet in the middle solemnly, with the white petals of the wedding fluttering in the air, and a faint fragrance in the air.

The wedding was more comfortable than anything they had ever experienced, and even the vows between the bride and groom were improvised, and although they were short, they were touching.

This newlywed couple is the same age as them, and the bride in a white wedding dress is what Duan Weiyu envisioned as a marriage.

She was envious, and unconsciously held her hands, her eyes shining with happiness.

And Jiang Yanmo, who was sitting next to her, didn't mean to drink, he would agree to bring her over, because he wanted her to change her mind about not having a wedding, he had to admit that he wanted to give his wife the most perfect wedding and make up for her loss by his side for so long.

"We can wait until tomorrow to come here and take the oath."

Jiang Yanmo saw that she was moved to tears, and inadvertently teased, Duan Weiyu, who was originally deeply moved, sneered and gently pushed his shoulder.

"No kidding, the church is closed tomorrow."

I have to say that the two feel the joyful atmosphere of marriage in the church, which is more intimate than in the holy place of lovers.

In a relationship, only marriage is the most able test for both parties, Jiang Yanmo and Duan Weiyu are willing to take the initiative and take the most difficult step, which is to make the most responsible choice for the future.

After the two attended the wedding, following most of the guests to send off the wedding car, Jiang Yanmo accidentally saw an ancient castle with a retro atmosphere in the world, and recalled that this was the most famous attraction in the city.

I didn't expect to see the sky not far behind the church.

As soon as Duan Weiyu looked up with sunglasses, she saw the spire shape of the ancient castle.

"I want to go there!"

For every woman, there has always been a princess dream hidden deep in her heart, she has no chance to become a real princess, but God let her meet her own prince.

The dream of taking Jiang Yanmo for a walk in the castle has always been buried in Duan Weiyu's heart.

"Okay, let's go."

Jiang Yanmo once promised her that no matter where she was going, he would follow her closely for the rest of her life, and from the moment she promised to return to her, he was fulfilling this promise.

After a few rounds, the two finally followed the cobblestone path to the entrance to the castle, which stood majestically on many layers of old-fashioned steps, exuding the nobility of foreign films.

This castle has a Gothic architectural style, and if you come to see it at night, it will definitely have a special flavor.

Jiang Yanmo carefully took his wife's hand and led her through the bushes through the path to the bottom of the steps.

Suddenly, the two of them heard a sobbing sound, like that of a child.

Strangely, no one passed by in the vicinity, except for the couple.

Jiang Yanmo looked left and right in surprise, and finally stopped his gaze behind several pots of flowers.

"Shh......h

He turned around and made a silent gesture at Duan Weiyu, and gradually approached in that direction lightly.

When he moved the pots, a small child appeared in front of the two of them.

This is still a little blonde boy, he is neatly dressed, he does not look like a child who ran out of a slum, but why is he hiding here alone?

Duan Weiyu has always been the best at dealing with children, she showed a clean smile, slowly approached the little boy, and said gentle words in her mouth.

"Why are you here? What about your parents? ”

"I don't know, I don't know......"

The little boy seemed frightened, biting his lip and shaking his head, full of hostility towards them.

It may seem like a lost child, but the boy appears to be able-bodied, can answer their questions, and must be able to recall his parents or other clues.

The two looked at each other and decided to help him find his parents.

"Stay here, I'll buy you water."

Jiang Yanmo looked up at the scorching sun at noon, felt that his lips were thirsty, and hurriedly walked towards the populated place.

But when he came back with two bottles of drink, he saw two tall and powerful foreign men standing in front of his wife and the little boy, swearing as if they were talking something.

"It can't be a contradiction, right?"

Jiang Yanmo's heart tightened, and he frowned and ran in their direction with a nervous expression.

After arriving, he made it clear to the other party that the two were the child's father and uncle, and asked to take him away.