Miss Shen ran away after finishing her meal, which angered her short-lived uncle to the point of res

court.

This was the first time that Bo Junxing had taken the initiative to invite her to observe a court hearing.

In the past twelve times, whenever she suggested going together, Bo Junxing would always gently refuse – “Court hearings are too boring,” “It’s better for you to wait for me at home,” “I will definitely take you next time.”

The outcome of today's court hearing was still not optimistic. The judge rejected their bail application, but Bo Junxing walked out of the courtroom with a rare smile on his lips.

"Come with me somewhere." He took her hand and gently stroked her palm with his fingertips.

Shen Feiwan looked at the fatigue on his face, "Aren't you going back to the apartment?"

“I’m making an exception for today.” Bo Junxing opened the car door for her. “I’ve applied for a six-hour leave permit.”

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Shen Feiwan was startled when the two turned into the street near the courthouse.

The plane trees along the entire street were adorned with silver ribbons, and every shop had vibrant white and pink roses displayed in front of it.

When the wind blows, the ribbons and petals dance lightly together, like a gentle snowfall.

“This is…” She turned to look at Bo Junxing, only to find him staring at her with a gaze even more intense than the sunlight outside the window.

He led her into the street, where the owner of the first antique shop smiled and handed her an exquisite music box, saying, "This is for you."

Shen Feiwan took the box with a puzzled expression, gently opened the lid, and a melodious tune began to play. It was a piano piece that she and Bo Junxing had been playing often when they danced at home recently.

The girl from the second florist brought over a blue hydrangea, saying, "This is the first flower you've successfully grown in your garden."

The owner of the third coffee shop handed me a cup of hot cocoa, saying, "The hot cocoa that the gentleman often makes for you uses this recipe."

At each shop she passed, someone would give her a small gift.

Crystal snowflakes, poetry collections, starry sky projection lamps... each item carries shared memories of her and Bo Junxing's daily life.

As Shen Feiwan held the ever-growing pile of gifts, she gradually understood.

"These shop owners..."

“I touched their hearts and got them to help me.” Bo Junxing took the paper bag from her arms. “I spent three months hiding our memories on this street.”

When you reach the end of the street, a musical fountain square suddenly appears before you.

The trees all around were covered with star-shaped lights, which twinkled in the sunlight.

Suddenly, the fountain played a beautiful melody, and the water jets rose and fell with the rhythm. At the climax, Bo Junxing knelt down on one knee and took out a velvet box from his bosom.

“For the past six months, every time I said ‘I’ll definitely take you to the court hearing next time,’ it was all in preparation for today.” He opened the box, inside which was a dazzling diamond ring. “I didn’t let you go because after each court hearing, I would come here secretly to prepare something.”

Shen Feiwan's eyes welled up slightly.

She finally understood that those days of being gently rejected had all transformed into the romance unfolding before her eyes now.

Bo Junxing's voice was a little hoarse, "I'm not free, I can't give you a grand proposal ceremony, I can only use this street to hold our memories together. Wanwan, will you marry me?"

Shen Feiwan extended her left hand to Bo Junxing, "You know what I'm going to say."

"I want to hear it from your own mouth."

"I am willing."

Bo Junxing gently put the ring on her finger and kissed it reverently.

He stood up and kissed her deeply in the mist of the fountain.

Shen Feiwan responded to him warmly, and as they parted, she whispered, "I feel like I still owe you a sentence."

"what?"

"I love you."

Bo Junxing embraced her again.

Those carefully treasured memories have ultimately transformed into this eternal promise on my ring finger.

The security personnel nearby said, "Should we remind them of the time? There are less than twenty minutes left before the permitted time expires."

The supervisor waved his hand, "Wait a little longer. Let them enjoy this moment. Love is such a beautiful thing, how can you bear to disturb it?"