Summer days are quite long, with the twilight sky remaining ambiguous.
In the afternoon, the courtyard is filled with the illusory rustling of wind through the corridors.
For the past few days, the Xia residence has been bustling with numerous guests coming and going, creating a lively scene.
All of this because tomorrow, Miss Xia of the Xia family is getting married.
Compared to others' joy, as the bride-to-be, Xia Fei inevitably has pre-wedding anxiety.
Ning Youguang is Xia Fei's cousin and tomorrow's bridesmaid.
This morning, she took the earliest flight from the capital to Jincheng.
However, as soon as she stepped through the door, without having a chance to rest, she was dragged to the back garden by her anxiety-stricken cousin.
Now, the two sisters sat chatting under the camellias in the back garden.
"If it were you, what would make you get married?" Xia Fei asked Ning Youguang.
