At lunchtime, the table was laden with a sumptuous feast, each dish a delight to behold, its aroma and flavor filling the air with the warmth and comfort of everyday life. Every dish was meticulously prepared, the ingredients fresh and vibrant, the cooking techniques exquisite, like works of art displayed on the table. However, facing this table full of delicacies, Ling Yichen found it difficult to eat. The tension in his heart weighed heavily on him, making the food tasteless. He mechanically picked up food, his movements slightly stiff. Occasionally, his gaze would meet that of Jun Mo Ran's family, then he would quickly look away, his cheeks flushing slightly, like a shy and uneasy child who had done something wrong. Jun Mo Ran saw this and felt a pang of heartache. He quietly patted Ling Yichen's leg under the table, trying to comfort him in this subtle way and help him relax his tense nerves.
In the afternoon, sunlight filtered through the dappled leaves, casting golden hues on the ground. The father suggested they all take a stroll in the garden. The garden was a riot of color, with flowers of all seasons vying for attention, their fragrance intoxicating. Roses were delicate and vibrant, their petals like the radiant clouds at sunset; peonies were elegant and luxurious, their layered petals as dazzling as a noblewoman's robe; and even the serene orchids bloomed in the corners, their delicate fragrance seemingly capable of cleansing the soul. They wandered among the flowers, the father occasionally pausing to admire them, seemingly casually inquiring about Ling Yichen's plans and aspirations for life and the future. Ling Yichen took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves, and began to speak of his deepest thoughts and dreams. He spoke of his unwavering pursuit and tireless efforts in his acting career, and expressed his firm determination to spend the future with Jun Mo Ran. Every word, every sentence, was sincere and passionate, as if planting seeds of hope for a bright future in this blooming garden.
As the sun set, the sky was painted a vibrant orange-red hue, like a dreamlike scroll slowly unfolding. The meeting with the parents was drawing to a close. At the farewell, Mr. Jun nodded slightly, his eyes filled with approval and recognition. He patted Ling Yichen's shoulder; though he didn't speak, the firm pat conveyed a thousand words. Mrs. Jun smiled and stepped forward, gently embracing Ling Yichen, as if welcoming a long-lost relative. At that moment, Ling Yichen clearly felt a profound sense of relief and indescribable joy, as if the dawn had finally broken after a long, dark night. Jun Mo Ran held his hand tightly, and the two smiled at each other, their smiles filled with the satisfaction of overcoming obstacles and boundless anticipation for the future. They knew this was an important step towards a new life together, and the road ahead, hand in hand, would be paved with sunshine and flowers, stretching towards the endless distance.
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