February 20th, at the entrance of the civil affairs bureau.
David had come in person to queue before dawn, wanting to secure the good fortune of being first to get their marriage certificate.
He now stood alone at the front of the line, looking especially out of place compared to the couples behind him.
The opening time approached, but Ada's phone rang unanswered.
In the past, anyone who dared make him wait this long would have been blacklisted. But because it was Ada, he could only suppress his anger and redial again and again.
When the staff began working, he had no choice but to give up the number he had fought so hard to get, yielding it to others.
"Could he really be getting stood up? First in line, and the bride is nowhere to be seen."
"Look, he had that registration desk spec
