Lightly smiling, the sharp edge suddenly took a step back and knelt down on one knee. He raised his left hand with his palm facing up, slowly spreading it in front of the fruit.
In his warm palm was a ring that flickered with a silver light. He raised his head and stared at the autumn fruit.
"Guoguo once told me what it looked like when proposing to someone in your era. I even remembered that the proposal can't be without a marriage ring!"
His expression suddenly turned grave, as if he was carrying out the world's most important ceremony, confronting the world's most precious treasure.
His voice was as gentle and careful as a piece of porcelain, and as determined as a gambling curse.
"Qiu Guo, please marry me and be my wife. I will love and protect you only in this life. This sentimen
