632: Linsu's crowd surges, love permeates the air~~~

To Lin Xuan's surprise, facing his bold invitation,

Su Qingge merely lifted her gaze, glanced at the handcuffs, and then deeply met his eyes.

"Alright, I'm willing."

"..."

A moment later, a firm yet sweet smile bloomed on Su Qingge's lips, like the most vibrant flowers instantly blossoming in spring.

She nodded slightly, her voice like an oriole emerging from a valley, gentle yet every word resonant:

"A Xuan, remember what you said."

"Once we're cuffed like this, it's for life."

"Even if the world changes, even if the road ahead is full of thorns, even if you later..."

"..."

At this point, Su Qingge paused slightly, her eyes shifting, a different light flashing through them.

Then she parted her cherry lips and slowly said:

"Even if you later have other thoughts and want to cut this bond, I will never let you have your way."

"No matter what the cost, I will be locked with you, forever and ever—"

"..."

The girl's voice was gentle yet carried an undeniable resolve.

Her half-smile made Lin Xuan subconsciously freeze, as if a cool breeze swept over his spine, an inexplicable chill rising from his back.

(ÒωÓ ױ)!!!!!!

But after carefully looking at Su Qingge's seemingly delicate and pitiable appearance,

He shook his head with a wry smile, thinking he must be overthinking things, that she was just joking with him... "Haha, alright! Qingge! I couldn't ask for more, we'll be locked together forever!"

"..."

Lin Xuan smiled brightly, his laughter hearty, trying to dispel that momentary strange feeling.

And Su Qingge, hearing him, curved her lips in a barely perceptible arc, smiling without speaking, her eyes growing deeper.

Soon, amidst the young female boss's auntie-like smiles,

Lin Xuan gently took the handcuffs, his eyes full of tenderness and anticipation.

He took Su Qingge's slender wrist, his movements as gentle as if he were handling the world's most precious treasure.

As the handcuffs slowly closed, accompanied by a soft "click," it was like adding a special note called "love" to this bustling marketplace.

The girl's wrist was as fair as snow, forming a stark contrast with the cold, hard handcuffs.

And the shy yet firm expression on her face made this scene breathtakingly beautiful.

Click—

Next, Lin Xuan also cuffed the other handcuff onto his own wrist.

He slightly shook his arm, feeling the close and novel connection with the girl.

At this moment, they were like a pair of lovers tightly entwined by the red string of fate.

No matter how the outside world swayed, they could not be pulled apart even an inch... Two and a half minutes later.

As the sun mostly dipped below the horizon,

The sky was like an overturned palette, the afterglow of the sunset pouring all its strength into painting the sky a magnificent, almost eerie purplish-red.

As if draping a dreamlike, mysterious and unpredictable gown over a unique "betrothal ceremony" for a certain pair of lovers.

Lin Xuan and Su Qingge walked hand in hand, strolling down the Lovers' Street, where love permeated and romance was abundant.

Crowds surged ♦ Love diffused.

Looking up, every street and alley was filled with youthful faces.

Many young men and women, just like them, had various styles of couple handcuffs on their wrists.

There were simple silver ones,

Shimmering with a cool luster under the lights, like their pure, ardent love.

There were ornate ones decorated with colorful gems,

Sparkling as the couples moved, just like those flamboyant, uninhibited souls in passionate love... "La la la ~ (～￣▽￣)～ I'm a little flower seller ~~~"

"Flowers for sale ~ Flowers for sale ~~~"

"One yuan a flower, no scent, no charge ~~ Brothers and sisters, pass by, don't miss out ~~~~"

"..."

Not far away,

A cute little girl with pigtails and rosy cheeks skipped over, selling in a childish voice.

In her arms, she held a large bouquet of vibrant red roses.

That shade of red, like the burning fire of love, was passionate and unrestrained.

As she passed Lin Xuan and her, the little girl's bright eyes darted around, suddenly as if she had discovered a treasure.

Her big, sparkling eyes instantly lit up astonishingly.

(♦∀♦).

The little girl ran a few steps to stand in front of them, raising an innocent smile, and crisply called out:

"Big brother, big sister, you look just like the prince and princess from a fairy tale!"

"You're clearly a match made in heaven, no one on this street is as well-matched as you two."

"I've walked this street back and forth so many times, and I've never met anyone as good-looking and pleasing to the eye as you..."

"When I grow up, I hope I can be as pretty as big sister."

"And find a prince as handsome and dashing as big brother to be my husband, hehe (#^.^#) ~~~~"

"..."

After speaking, the little girl also tilted her head, looking at Su Qingge with an envious expression.

Pfft—

The little girl's mischievous appearance made Lin Xuan burst into laughter, his mood becoming even more joyful.

He bent down, gently stroked the little girl's head, and teased:

"You little sis, your mouth is as sweet as honey, you're so good with words, you'll definitely be something special in the future."

"At the very least, you'll be a sales talent, tell me! How do you sell these flowers?"

"..."

The little girl chuckled innocently, revealing two chipped front teeth, making her appear even more playful and cute.

Then she looked up and held out the red roses in her arms towards Lin Xuan.

She said earnestly: "Big brother, look at these roses, how beautiful they are! Just as beautiful as big sister, you should buy a bouquet to give to big sister!"

"My mom often says, fresh flowers for a beauty!"

"I wish your love to be forever vibrant like these flowers! May you grow old together and have a happy marriage for a hundred years ~~~"

"..."

Hearing this, Lin Xuan's heart stirred.

He glanced at Su Qingge out of the corner of his eye, seeing a hint of imperceptible expectation flash in her eyes.

Lin Xuan unhesitatingly pulled out his wallet, took out a few banknotes, and handed them to the little girl.

Grinning, he said:

"Your mom is right, fresh flowers should be for a beauty!"

"Alright! Then give me a bouquet, to share in your good sales pitch, I hope we can truly have a happy marriage for a hundred years as you said."

"..."

The little girl greedily took the banknotes, counted them, and after confirming the amount was correct, happily tucked them into her pocket.

Then she carefully picked out the most fully bloomed bouquet of roses and handed them to Lin Xuan with both hands...