Ding Nuanyang raised her eyes, putting on an extremely interested expression, and pushed Mo Yafei’s arm while looking down the aisle.
Ding Nuanyang gave Mo Yafei’s arm a powerful punch and opened her eyes even wider.
Faintly Sour (08)
Two flight attendants pushed a meal cart, followed by a young man holding a bouquet of roses, the three of them with joyful expressions.
The man walked with determined steps, approaching his target – a woman sitting alone in a double seat.
Seeing the cake, candlelight, and roses in the man’s hands, the woman seemed to realize something, covering her mouth in surprise, too excited to speak.
Standing before the woman he loved, the man appeared somewhat nervous.”
He knelt on one knee and spoke tenderly, “My dear Jing Jing, I’ve never been moved like this before. Only when I’m with you can I experience true happiness. I hope to always have this chance at happiness, to care for you, protect you, and let you bask in this happiness. Today is a special day because I want to propose. Please let me be happy, let me give you happiness. Jing Jing, will you marry me?”
“Wow…”
“Marry him, marry him…”
Someone started calling out, and soon all passengers stood up, shouting in unison, creating an atmosphere of irresistible happiness.
The woman was now in tears, grasping the man’s hand, mouth wide open but unable to make a sound.
“Jing Jing, marry me, I’ll make you happy,” the man placed the roses in her arms, his voice incredibly tender.
“Marry him, marry him…”
The woman took the roses with one hand and pulled the man up with the other. Facing each other amid the cheers, she finally nodded, “Okay.”
“Wow…”
Amid the screams, the man took an exquisite velvet box from the meal cart, revealing a sparkling ring to all passengers and his beloved.
The woman extended her finger, her face showing complete satisfaction.
The man placed the ring on her finger, followed by a long embrace.
The joyful music played over the broadcast, and the cabin erupted in cheers, screams, and whistles – everywhere was filled with smiles and sweetness.
Ding Nuanyang leaned in front of Mo Yafei, smiling like other passengers, her right hand gently caressing her left ring finger.
