Chapter 77 Perhaps only when she herself wears a wedding dress...

A stern rebuke came from behind without warning, startling Su Cheng so much that her shoulders trembled and her fingers, which were reaching for the flight case, instantly withdrew.

She rubbed her still-damp eyes and looked toward the source of the sound, puzzled.

A boy wearing a black hooded sweatshirt hurriedly emerged from the woods and rushed over.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Muzhou reacted quickly, immediately taking a big step forward, spreading his strong arms to instinctively protect Su Cheng and Ba Tianhu behind him.

"I'd like to ask you what you're up to!" The boy put his hands on his hips, his sharp gaze sweeping over the two of them. "Look at you two acting so suspiciously, are you going to abandon the cat here?"

Upon hearing this, Su Cheng quickly tightened the airline crate in her arms as if protecting a precious treasure, and hurriedly explained with her still reddened eyes, "You misunderstood. We didn't intend to abandon it; we just brought it here to relax."

She felt both angry and amused. She had brought the Decepticons here to relax, but she was being treated like someone who had abandoned a cat.

"Really?" The boy in the hoodie took a half-step back, looking at the little tabby cat in the cage with a skeptical expression. He muttered to himself, "Why does it look so familiar?"

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he pointed at the flight case, exclaiming, "OMG!"

His booming voice echoed across the lake. He immediately realized he was being too loud and quickly covered his mouth, but couldn't hide the excitement on his face. He stammered, "Is...is this a Decepticon?!"

Su Cheng and Jiang Muzhou exchanged a confused glance, still trying to figure out what was going on with this dramatic turn of events. The boy in the hoodie, fiddling with the drawstring at the collar of his hoodie, eagerly introduced himself: "My name is Xu Fei, and I'm a fan of Mu Cheng!"

He scratched the back of his neck and chuckled sheepishly, his tone shifting from righteous indignation to shyness, "When I saw you wandering around the lake with the carrier, I thought you were going to abandon the kitten. I'm so sorry!"

Su Cheng smiled and said gently, "Thank you for your kind words, but Tyrant Tiger is a bit shy, so it's not convenient to bring him out for interaction today."

A cool breeze ruffled a few strands of hair from Su Cheng's forehead. Unable to suppress the itch rising in her throat, she raised the back of her hand to lightly cover her lips and turned her head to cough softly.

After her breathing calmed down, she suddenly remembered something and asked Xu Fei, "Have people been abandoning cats on campus lately?"

"Not really." Xu Fei smiled helplessly. "It's just that I have a roommate who had a cat with his girlfriend when they rented a place off-campus to date. But they recently had a falling out and are breaking up, so the cat has nowhere to go."

He sighed and continued, "Just two days ago, he asked us if he could keep the cat in his dorm, but one of our roommates is severely allergic to cat fur, so we couldn't make an exception. He's been looking for someone to adopt it in local groups, but if he can't find anyone willing to take it in, he's planning to abandon the cat on campus."

"I think I vaguely heard crying just now, and when I got closer I saw the flight case sitting alone on the ground, so I subconsciously thought you were a couple arguing and breaking up..." Xu Fei scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, an awkward expression on his face. "I didn't follow you on purpose, it's just that I've been particularly sensitive to flight cases lately, and I can't help but overthink when I see one."

Jiang Muzhou's lips curled up slightly, revealing a lazy smile. "We haven't reached that point yet."

Xu Fei's eyes lit up, and he grinned, "I understand, I understand! I can tell from your videos that you have a great relationship! Last time, I immediately liked, commented, and subscribed to the documentary focusing on rescuers!"

Jiang Muzhou narrowed his peach blossom eyes, turned his head to look at the person beside him whose nose was red, and deftly took off his coat and gently draped it over her shoulders.

His real intention was that they hadn't even officially established a romantic relationship yet, so there was no need to talk about something as far-fetched as breaking up.

However, even if he were certain, he would never let the relationship end in a breakup.

If he loves someone, he will love them with all his might for a lifetime.

Su Cheng looked down at her shoulder; a light gray knit sweater was loosely draped over her shoulders, carrying a refreshing minty scent.

She suddenly understood what Jiang Muzhou's recent changes were.

It's color.

His wardrobe used to contain almost only black, white, and gray, but at some point, he started wearing clothes with colors.

As the two prepared to leave, Xu Fei lingered, reluctantly bidding farewell to the Decepticon in its cage.

The Decepticon seemed to sense this kindness, stretching out its furry little paws and placing them on the cage door mesh, its pink paw pads clearly visible. Its amber eyes gazed intently at its new friend, as if earnestly saying goodbye.

"To be honest, I didn't have any particular feelings about these furry little animals before." Xu Fei tightened the collar of his hoodie. "But after I accidentally came across your videos, I really understood the plight of stray animals. Now I also buy merchandise from the rescue center and do my best to help them."

He looked at the carrier in Su Cheng's arms with warm eyes, "Although I can't raise a kitten of my own right now, I sincerely hope that they can all be treated gently and live out their lives peacefully."

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After discussing it, Su Cheng and Jiang Muzhou decided to accept the invitation to attend Tiancheng Insurance's offline event.

Jiang Muzhou's previous documentary brought Su Cheng and the Meet Rescue Station a lot of attention, while the recent cat abuse incident has pushed Tiancheng Insurance to the center of public opinion. The combination of these two events has drawn special attention from all sectors of society to this event.

To increase the event's popularity, Cheng Muye specially chose to hold it in a nearby provincial capital city. In addition to inviting short video bloggers like them, he also specially invited popular celebrities like Fang Xin'ai to attend and lend their support.

Su Cheng finally overcame the hurdle in her heart and mustered up the courage to open the short video app.

However, the expected barrage of insults did not materialize.

Whether it's because the manipulators behind the scenes have been brought under control or because public opinion has truly been turned around, my private inbox is filled with warm encouragement and support, and even some thank-you messages from colleagues.

Inspired and motivated by the reality, Su Cheng rallied and began to conceive entirely new video content.

Unlike the past focus on simply "adoption," to effectively reduce the number of stray animals, a two-pronged approach is necessary. On the one hand, we must actively find homes for existing stray animals to reduce the existing stock; on the other hand, we must address the root causes and strive to control the emergence of new stray animals.

With Xu Fei's introduction, Su Cheng secretly registered a new account and joined several local chat groups. Most of the time, the groups were filled with posts about secondhand transactions, and occasionally there would be posts about pets available for adoption.

Whenever Su Cheng came across this kind of information, she would use a secondary account to add the person as a friend and patiently ask them why they chose to "abandon" their pet.

She carefully collected and organized the various situations mentioned by everyone, categorized and summarized them, and planned to present a novel small-scale themed interactive event in an upcoming offline activity.

In the past few days, Jiang Muzhou has embarked on another business trip to finish the documentary on mother-of-pearl inlay.

When they met again, it was at Xu Zhisui and Shen Siqi's wedding.

As a bridesmaid, Su Cheng accompanied Xu Zhisui from early morning, from taking photos in morning robes to participating in the lively door-blocking wedding procession, she was inseparable from him for almost the entire day, busy with everything.

Having just finished the welcoming photo session, Xu Zhisui has now changed into an exquisite white V-neck trailing gown, her collarbone subtly visible, and the delicate Baroque-style waistline further accentuating her slender and graceful figure.

"Su Su, I'm so nervous." Xu Zhi Sui stared at herself in the mirror, her chest rising and falling gently with her rapid breathing. She pointed to her carefully styled bun on top of her head, her voice tinged with unease, "Look at these stray hairs, don't they look a little messy?"

Su Cheng looked at Xu Zhisui, and for a moment, time seemed to rewind. Four years ago, when she accompanied Xu Zhisui to the art exam, Xu Zhisui looked at her nervously in the same way and whispered to her if her stray hairs would be a little messy.

Memories and reality gently overlapped. Su Cheng grasped Xu Zhisui's slightly trembling hand, her warm palm enveloping her unease.

"Don't worry, you're the most beautiful bride!" Su Cheng looked into her eyes, a warm and bright smile blooming on her face. "Relax and enjoy your shining moment!"

As the lights in the ceremony hall dimmed, Chen Siqi stood at the end of the flower hall aisle, his suit impeccably pressed.

The images on the big screen ranged from youthful school uniforms to pristine white wedding dresses, the light and shadow flickering in his eyes.

"Heart beats fast."

Colors and promises (The colors before my eyes grow ever more vibrant, and your vows echo in my ears)

How to be brave.

..."

As the upbeat drumbeats of "A Thousand Years" begin, the door, shaped like a book page, slowly opens, and spotlights converge into a galaxy.

The crystal crown atop Xu Zhisui's head reflected countless stars as she lifted her skirt and walked forward, her flowing fabric like clouds, like a princess from a fairy tale, gracefully approaching her prince.

She steadied her breathing and gently patted Chen Siqi's shoulder.

After taking two deep breaths, Qi dared to turn around, but the moment their eyes met, the man's eyes still reddened, and tears streamed down his face without warning.

Su Cheng, Yang Shi, and Wei Manman stood side by side in the viewing area, and spontaneously raised their phones to record this deeply moving scene.

To preserve this surprise, they arranged every step of the dress fitting with extra care, and even during the wedding rehearsal, they didn't let Shen Siqi see Xu Zhisui wearing this main dress.

They've walked this path for seven years, from high school to now, and finally, they've achieved their goal.

When Chen Siqi couldn't help but step forward and hug Xu Zhisui tightly, Su Cheng looked at the two embracing and felt a surge of heat well up in her eyes, her vision gradually blurring.

What will come to mind when they look back at each other?

Could it be a specific, unforgettable moment?

Or all the joys and sorrows we've experienced together over these seven years?

Perhaps she will only truly understand the answer when she herself puts on a wedding dress and stands in that position.

Su Cheng tilted her head slightly, listening to the speech of the officiant on the stage. It was their former homeroom teacher from Linhai No. 1 Middle School, and his voice was as loud as it had been on the podium back then.

She couldn't help but recall the time in her second year of high school when the whole class celebrated their homeroom teacher's birthday. His face was covered in cream by his classmates. Back then, he was a slender young man, but now his suit could barely contain his slightly chubby belly.

Su Cheng had heard the speeches at least three times during rehearsals, and her ears were practically calloused from hearing them so many times. She rubbed her slightly sore shoulders, and her thoughts drifted away.

Suddenly, a commotion came from her right rear. Her gaze involuntarily passed through the swaying figures and landed on the table with the words "Male Student" written on it.

The previously empty seat was now occupied by someone.

The man wore a black windbreaker, which accentuated his sharp features. Occasionally, a spotlight swept across his prominent brow bone, outlining his distinct profile.

Someone whispered, "Is that Jiang Muzhou?"

This was the first time Jiang Muzhou had appeared at a gathering of classmates since graduation. After all, he was the top student in the grade, a prodigy, and with all the glory surrounding him, he immediately became the center of attention.

He had barely sat down when several people turned around to talk to him. Some asked which high school he worked at, while others, knowing he was filming a documentary, jokingly asked him to give them a hand in the short video industry.

Jiang Muzhou merely gave a faint smile, his deep black eyes fixed intently in a certain direction, shimmering with a gentle light amidst the shifting shadows.

After exchanging rings, the newlyweds left the stage together to change into their wedding attire for the toasting ceremony.

To fully engage all the guests, Xu Zhisui and Shen Siqi carefully designed several interactive games with prizes.

Wei Manman and Yang Shi accompanied Xu Zhisui to the dressing room to fix her hair and makeup, while Su Cheng stayed in the banquet hall, partnering with another groomsman to distribute prizes for the games.

The emcee raised the microphone, his voice full of enthusiasm, "Now we're going to play our first interactive game, 'Guess the Line from the Picture'! Screenshots from classic movies and TV shows will be displayed on the screen one by one. If you can accurately guess the line the character will say next, you can win a prize!"

Upon hearing this, Su Cheng raised the tray in her hand and displayed the prizes to all the guests.

It's a super popular limited edition blind box. She specially set up a restock reminder on her WeChat official account, and as soon as the notification popped up on her phone, she immediately placed an order for the whole box.

I wonder if any lucky person will be able to win the legendary hidden item?

The best man carried several large plush toys, including popular styles such as cute Kitty cats and playful star figures, all carefully selected by the newlyweds.

An auntie with a trendy perm immediately raised her hand, confidently took the microphone, and answered: "Senior Brother, Master has been captured by a monster!"

The emcee shook his head, slightly regretful, "It's very close! But it's still a little bit off from the correct answer."

Just then, a young man in the back row raised his hand and shouted, "Second Brother, Master has been captured by a monster!"

The emcee glanced down at his cue cards, a smile playing on his lips. He pressed play, and sure enough, Sha Wujing on the screen uttered the exact same lines: "Second Brother, Master has been captured by a monster!"

"Congratulations to this friend for answering correctly! You can choose a prize you like!" the emcee announced loudly.

The familiar lines that followed were answered by the guests one by one: "Swallow, how can I live without you?", "Who is in Beijing?", and "Keep playing the music and keep dancing!" Most of the young people chose blind boxes, while some elders with children chose plush toys.

After the first game segment ended, the emcee quickly announced the start of the next round: "The second game is to guess the song title! But this time we'll increase the difficulty. Not only do you have to say the song title, but you also have to sing the last two lines on stage to pass."

To create a sweet atmosphere for the wedding, romantic songs like "Love-ing," "The Most Romantic Thing," and "Today You're Marrying Me" were played at the event.

The guests participated enthusiastically, and Su Cheng noticed that there were fewer and fewer blind boxes on the tray until only one remained.

At that moment, a familiar melody flowed from the speakers.

"Only when you can no longer distinguish the changing seasons can you say you're addicted..."

"Mercury Records," the man in the black windbreaker stood up and took the microphone from the staff member.

Hearing the familiar, warm voice, Su Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and she abruptly raised her head.

Almost simultaneously, his gaze also swept over the crowd and fell upon her; their eyes met in mid-air.

The emcee's eyes lit up, and he waved enthusiastically at him: "This handsome young man got it right! Come up on stage and sing the next two lines!"