August 6th, the seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, is suitable for marriage. At ten o'clock in the morning, the drums and music blared in the central square of G City. The tune of "Wedding March" set off against the music fountain.Before the lingering sound, couples of newlyweds wearing wedding dresses and gowns walked up to the front of the red carpet, and there were lively children standing beside the continuous line, counting loudly: one, two, three, four, five... When the last couple showed up, a group of children shouted in unison: Ninety-nine! It is indeed ninety-nine—on a sunny day, it is the traditional "Qixi" Valentine's Day in terms of the lunar calendar, and it is an "even-number" day that Chinese people like in terms of the Gregorian calendar. Witnessing the marriage as a husband and wife is a picture of this long-lasting good luck.

For a long time, this is the simple wish of everyone on the most important day of life. how wonderful. Mu Xin stood at the edge of the crowd with emotion, staring at the newlyweds on the stage from a distance, watching those snow-white wedding dresses spread out, like a large white cloud in the sky.Occasionally, one or two brides wear pale pink wedding dresses, which are not obtrusive, but rather like a few budding camellias in the clouds, delicate and vivid. Looking at the beaming faces of the couple, she also felt warm emotions emanating from the depths of her heart.She tried very hard to find the two familiar faces among the ninety-nine couples, but there were too many people and it was not easy to find.She stood on tiptoe slightly, holding onto the lamp post beside her with one hand, and looked at the direction where the white clouds spread in the distance.It seemed that it was easy to recall the scene where she and Yang Qian were wearing police uniforms and swearing oath together at the collective wedding held by the Municipal Public Security Bureau in this place a few years ago under the cheerful music fountain.

It seems like just yesterday... Because the group wedding is sponsored by the Communist Youth League Committee, speeches by leaders are indispensable during the process.Finally, after the leader had finished speaking, and the representatives of the bride and groom took the oath to speak, Mu Xin found the two familiar faces. She breathed a long sigh of relief, and while listening to the speeches of the newcomers on the stage, she stared at the sincere happiness on the faces behind the microphone—until she heard them say, "This is not the end of love, but the end of life." At the time of "The Starting Point", Mu Xin finally couldn't help laughing out, thinking that the next time they meet, they must ask the couple who wrote the speech, it's not like a wedding oath, but rather an oath for joining a group.

A few minutes later, the new representative finished speaking.Accompanied by the sound of "I do", countless colorful balloons suddenly rose into the sky in the square.Amidst the excited screams of the children watching, ninety-nine brides threw the little hydrangeas in their hands into the sea of ​​people.The audience immediately became overwhelmed, and stretched out their arms to grab this gadget that implied happiness. In an instant, the atmosphere in the huge square soared to its peak. Mu Xin smiled and dodged the chaotic footsteps of the hydrangea snatchers, and stepped on the people behind him without paying attention.She turned her head back with a smile and said "I'm sorry" out of habit, but when she saw the face of the person in front of her, she froze for a moment.

In the noisy square, Mu Xin just stared blankly at the person in front of him and the faint smile on his face.She opened her mouth, feeling that there were a lot of things she wanted to say, but she didn't know which one to say first? Across the bright summer sun and the past so clear, some memories rushed to my face.