In Lingshan Temple.
A young couple reverently worshipped the entire temple, including the hundreds of Buddha Guanyin portraits, after which the girl looked at the distant gold-topped peak shrouded in clouds and couldn't help but feel eager to try.
"Wang Haitao, back when I climbed to the gold peak, I swore halfway, that if my future boyfriend could carry me from the foot of the mountain to the top, I would marry him for life!"
She smiled sweetly at her boyfriend, the implication clear without words.
The boy looked at the towering mountain peak and couldn't help but feel a bit daunted, a bad feeling seemed to have become reality in his heart.
The heavens are against me!
"Ningning, didn't you say that as a joke back then?"
He pulled a wry smile, trying to change the subject. Unfortunately, the girl didn't buy it, instead, she looked at him intently, stomping her foot: "Does that mean you don't truly like me?"
