The white lady pushed open the church's door, and Qin Shi stood outside like that.

From Lu Wei's perspective, she only saw her white friend at that moment, then she saw a somewhat familiar figure at the church's entrance.

She didn't think much, her eyes fixed on her husband Jason, the Pulitzer Prize-winning photographer, who was confidently walking through the crowd to get the ring a friend had sent.

Lu Wei's smile was full of happiness; this person had waited for her for nine years.

Just because of her inner persistence: wanting to get married again the year "Chaos" was published.

Jason actually agreed.

He said, "This is very romantic, 9 represents longevity, Honey, Chinese is truly profound."

Her husband Jason was nervous all morning, which Lu Wei found cute.

When Jason walked up to the stage, Lu Wei noticed a man entering the church from the light at the entrance.

She recognized who this person was.

It was Qin Shi.

Lu Wei thought he might be here for sightseeing, inadvertently intruding on her wedding.

Both being Chinese, Lu Wei responded with a polite smile.

Then she began preparing for the wedding ceremony.

Standing at the door, Qin Shi was deeply stung by that extremely polite smile.

This trip, he came specifically for Lu Wei, every strand of hair he cut, every inch of skin he carefully cared for during his shower, every anxious thought when choosing his clothes, and the ups and downs of his emotions when boarding the flight, every second revolved around Lu Wei.

And he didn't expect that Lu Wei had actually started a new relationship the year after she left him.

No so-called lingering affection, no so-called children.

Qin Shi was just an aging man in the past.

While Lu Wei, like her eyes, lived her life firmly.

As the wedding march played in the church, Qin Shi watched helplessly as Lu Wei and the handsome man beside her exchanged their vows.

Priest: "Groom, do you take the bride as your wife?"

Groom: "Yes, I do."

Priest: "Regardless of whether she is rich or poor in the future, or whether she is healthy or ill, do you vow to be with her forever?"

Groom: "Yes, I do."

The priest turned to Lu Wei.

Priest: "Bride, do you take the groom as your husband?"

Bride: "Yes, I do."

Priest: "Regardless of whether he is rich or poor in the future, or whether he is healthy or ill, do you vow to be with him forever?"

Bride: "Yes, I do."

Priest: "Good, in the name of the Holy Spirit, the Father, and the Son, I pronounce you husband and wife. Now, the groom may kiss the bride."

No one noticed that as the happy couple kissed, a man named Qin Shi was walking out of the church at that moment.

He walked away in despair, seeing a vast blue sea.

The white waves rolled, like the memories he had steadfastly held onto.

He took off his shoes, step by step, walking towards the deep.

"Lu Wei, I'm going to see our son.

"I know this is my karma, but I will never wish you happiness.

"Because my love for you has completely ended."

Three days later, in a place called Massachusetts, someone found a male corpse in shallow waters.

However, Lu Wei, who had just gotten married, was completely unaware.

After all, with the body transported by the ocean, it was too far from her.

More importantly, she, who had just gotten married, was immersed in her new happiness.

She had already forgotten the past, cherishing the present.

Because only the present is eternal.

(End of the story)