"Okay." Wu Yuan nodded, then carefully helped Gu Nansheng up from the bed. They had tied a red, festive scarf loosely around her neck, making her skin look even lighter.
Feng Tianlan took the red bridal veil that was passed to her and gently put it over Gu Nansheng's head. Then, she bent her knees to carry Gu Nansheng on her back. She slightly tilted her head and whispered, "Nansheng, you're not feeling that nervous now that I've done this, right?"
Wu Qi's eyes reddened when he saw that. He finally succumbed to his grief and had to turn his back on the two, his shoulders shuddering in a silent cry.
Si Mobai stayed by the side of Feng Tianlan. Her body was still fragile, yet she needed to carry a person on her back. He was worried that she might stumble or fall, so he stayed by her side all the time to catch her immediately if she faltered.