After I died, they cried in the live studio

Chapter 127 Chinese Wedding 2
In a warm atmosphere, the three of them ended the party tonight. Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu stood on the rooftop and watched Alice leave. "Cimu, I'm really looking forward to this wedding." Sang Shuwan leaned in Jiang Cimu's arms and whispered, her voice gently echoing in the night sky.

"Me too, I will make you the happiest bride in the world." Jiang Cimu gently kissed her on the forehead. The moonlight sprinkled on the two of them, coating their figures with a layer of silver, like an eternal painting. And this beautiful dream about a Chinese wedding has just begun.

The following days were busy and fulfilling. Alice devoted herself to the wedding preparations. She shuttled between various wedding companies, dress shops and traditional handicraft workshops every day, carefully selecting everything needed for the wedding. In the wedding company, she carefully looked at each wedding plan, communicated repeatedly with the planners, and put forward her own opinions on every idea and detail. In the dress shop, she touched each piece of silk with her own hands, felt its texture, and selected the best phoenix crown and bridal veil for Sang Shuwan. In the traditional handicraft workshop, she watched the craftsmen carefully make dragon and phoenix candles and big red wedding characters, her eyes full of admiration for traditional craftsmanship.

Jiang Cimu also took time out from his busy work to participate in the wedding preparations. He used his connections to contact some professional traditional artists for the wedding, hoping to add more cultural heritage to the wedding. He called those artists who are good at playing traditional instruments and asked in detail about their repertoire and style, striving to present the most authentic Chinese music atmosphere at the wedding. He also contacted famous calligraphers to write couplets with traditional charm for the wedding and calligraphy fonts on the invitations.

Although Sang Shuwan is busy with her acting career, she will discuss wedding details with Alice and Jiang Cimu whenever she has time. She also personally participated in the design of the wedding invitations, adding hand-painted cartoon images of herself and Jiang Cimu to the wedding invitations, making the wedding invitations full of warmth and personality. She sat at the table, holding a paintbrush, carefully sketching the images of her and Jiang Cimu, and each stroke was full of expectations for this wedding. She also carefully selected the paper for the wedding invitations, touching papers of different textures and feeling their textures, and finally chose a paper with a simple texture to make the wedding invitations more traditional.

On this day, Alice asked Sang Shuwan to try on the Phoenix Coronet and Bridal Gown. Sang Shuwan arrived at the agreed dress shop and was amazed by the sight as soon as she entered the door. A set of gorgeous Phoenix Coronet and Bridal Gown was hung on the display stand. The red satin shone softly under the light. It was embroidered with exquisite dragon and phoenix patterns. Every stitch and thread was full of the craftsman's hard work. The pearls and jade on the Phoenix Coronet were dazzling under the light, and made a crisp and pleasant sound when it was gently shaken.

Alice walked over with a smile: "How about it? Isn't it beautiful? This is a shop with exquisite craftsmanship that I have been looking for for a long time. Their phoenix crowns and bridal bridal robes are all handmade." As she spoke, she gently stroked the decorations on the phoenix crown, her eyes full of appreciation.

Sang Shuwan gently stroked the delicate silk, her eyes full of admiration: "It's so beautiful, I feel like I have traveled back to ancient times." Her fingers gently slid along the embroidery on the silk, feeling the exquisite craftsmanship.

With the help of the store clerk, Sang Shuwan put on the phoenix crown and bridal robe. When she put on the phoenix crown and bridal robe, she seemed to have transformed into an ancient beauty. She slowly turned around and faced the mirror, with tears of excitement in her eyes. The weight of the phoenix crown seemed to carry the weight of history, which made her look forward to this Chinese wedding even more.

"Wow, Shuwan, you are so beautiful!" Alice exclaimed, "Ci Mu will be so amazed that he will be speechless when he sees you like this." Alice walked around Sang Shuwan, admiring her from every angle and praising her constantly.

Sang Shuwan smiled shyly: "Really? I was worried that it wouldn't fit me." She gently lifted the hem of her skirt and paced in front of the mirror, feeling the unique charm of this traditional costume.

"Of course it's true. You are a natural Chinese bride." Alice said, "However, we still have to see if there is anything that needs to be modified, and strive for perfection." Together with the clerk, she carefully checked every detail of the phoenix coronet and bridal bridal gown, and made modification suggestions for some minor details.

At the same time, Jiang Cimu was also busy with his long gown and jacket. He came to a time-honored tailor shop, which was filled with the faint fragrance of fabrics. The old master wore reading glasses and carefully measured his size, recording every data meticulously.

"Master, I want a most traditional style of long gown and jacket, and the workmanship must be fine." Jiang Cimu said seriously.

The old master nodded: "Don't worry, young man. I have been making traditional costumes for decades, and my craftsmanship will definitely not disappoint you." As he spoke, he took out various fabric samples and let Jiang Cimu choose.

Jiang Cimu stroked the fabrics and finally chose a black satin with fine texture and pure color, with delicate dark patterns on it. "This is it, Master, thank you for your help."

The old master took the cloth and said with a smile: "Okay, in a month, I guarantee you will be satisfied."

In the process of preparing for the wedding, Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu also invited their friends one after another. Nancy, who is also the president of an entertainment company, said excitedly on the other end of the phone when she received the invitation: "Wow, that's great! I have been looking forward to your wedding ceremony. A Chinese wedding must be super cool. I must arrange the time early and attend on time!" Her voice was full of energy, as if she couldn't wait to witness this romantic wedding.

Farah, a businesswoman from Persia, responded immediately after receiving the electronic invitation: "Dear Sang Shuwan, Jiang Cimu, congratulations! I will definitely not miss this wedding, and I am already planning to bring you a special gift." Her response was filled with Persian enthusiasm and generosity, making Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu feel the deep friendship.

Yi Shuqi, a designer who owns her own clothing brand in Paris, France, replied on WeChat: "Wow, a Chinese wedding! So creative! I'm going back to China soon and will definitely attend. Maybe I can give you some unique suggestions for your wedding dresses." Her words are full of expectations for the fusion of fashion and tradition.

As the wedding date approaches, the preparations have entered the final sprint stage. Alice is busy on the rooftop of the tea restaurant every day, directing the workers to build the wedding hall and place the tables and chairs. The layout of the wedding hall is very traditional, with big red wedding characters all around and dragon and phoenix candles emitting soft light. The placement of the tables and chairs also follows traditional etiquette norms, and every detail has been carefully considered.

In between her acting work, Sang Shuwan would come to the tea restaurant to help prepare some small items for the wedding. She personally made some table cards decorated with Chinese knots, each of which was woven delicately and beautifully. Jiang Cimu was responsible for contacting the catering for the wedding day. He carefully selected a restaurant that specializes in traditional Chinese dishes and repeatedly discussed the menu with the chef to ensure that each dish had a beautiful meaning.

A week before the wedding, Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu had a rehearsal. They walked through the wedding process on the decorated rooftop. When Jiang Cimu, wearing a long gown and a mandarin jacket and holding a red flower, walked towards Sang Shuwan, who was wearing a phoenix crown and a bridal robe, both of them were infected by the traditional atmosphere, and their eyes were full of affection.

"Shu Wan, you look so beautiful today." Jiang Ci Mu said softly, with a hint of nervousness and excitement in his voice.

Sang Shuwan responded with a smile: "You too, Ci Mu. I can't wait to have this wedding with you." Her smile was like a flower blooming in spring, and it was even more moving against the backdrop of the phoenix coronet and bridal bridal gown.

After the rehearsal, Alice came over and gave them a thumbs up: "Well done, you did a great job. Now we just have to wait for the wedding day to dazzle everyone." Her eyes were full of anticipation and confidence in the wedding.

Finally, the wedding day arrived. In the morning, the sun shone through the soft clouds and sprinkled on every corner of the city. Sang Shuwan got up early, and the makeup artist came to her home and carefully dressed her up. The makeup artist used delicate techniques to apply exquisite Chinese makeup on her, and the bright red lip color made her more charming.

At the same time, Jiang Cimu was also nervously preparing. He put on the carefully tailored long gown and jacket, and adjusted his appearance in front of the mirror. His eyes revealed determination and joy, as if he was about to welcome the most important moment in his life.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, the wedding procession set off in a grand manner. Jiang Cimu, with the best men and holding flowers, arrived at Sang Shuwan's door. According to traditional customs, the bridesmaids had already prepared various difficult questions and were waiting for the groom's challenge.

"It's not easy to pick up the bride. Answer us a few questions first." The bridesmaid said with a smile.

Jiang Cimu smiled and replied, "Okay, come on." His voice was full of confidence, as if he was ready to face any challenge.

The bridesmaids asked all kinds of interesting questions, ranging from Sang Shuwan's preferences to the details of their acquaintance, and Jiang Cimu answered them accurately one by one. Afterwards, the groomsmen also performed an interesting dance, which made everyone laugh.

After a lot of "challenges", Jiang Cimu finally met Sang Shuwan. When he saw Sang Shuwan wearing a phoenix crown and a bridal robe, his eyes were full of amazement and love.

Jiang Cimu, holding flowers, slowly walked towards Sang Shuwan, who was sitting in the boudoir, his eyes never leaving her. The hustle and bustle around him seemed to fade away in an instant, and at this moment, his world was filled with only the beautiful bride in front of him. "Shuwan, I'm here to pick you up." Jiang Cimu's voice trembled slightly, with uncontrollable excitement. Sang Shuwan raised her head slightly, looked at Jiang Cimu affectionately through the pearl curtain of the phoenix crown, tears flashed in her eyes, and nodded gently.

According to custom, Jiang Cimu put on red shoes for Sang Shuwan, then carefully carried her on his back and walked out the door. The wedding procession was beating gongs and drums along the way, which was very lively and attracted the attention of passers-by. Everyone surrounded the newlyweds and came to the wedding car. Jiang Cimu gently placed Sang Shuwan in the car, and sat next to her, holding her hand tightly, as if he was afraid that if he let go, all this beauty would disappear.

The motorcade slowly drove towards the tea restaurant, and the restaurant rooftop was now beautifully decorated. The big red lanterns were hung high, swaying in the wind, and contrasting with the red ribbons around. The guests had already arrived. Nancy, wearing a gorgeous Chinese cheongsam, was chatting elegantly with other guests. Her appearance attracted a lot of attention. Her confident temperament and carefully selected clothes complemented each other. Farah was wearing a gorgeous long dress with Persian style, bright and beautiful. She held a glass of champagne in her hand, with a sincere smile on her face, sharing her expectations for this wedding with the people around her. Yi Shuqi, wearing a simple yet stylish Chinese-style modified dress, shuttled among the crowd, occasionally stopped to admire the wedding arrangement, her eyes full of admiration for the beauty of the fusion of tradition and modernity.

When Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu walked onto the rooftop hand in hand, the whole audience burst into warm applause and cheers. Alice, the planner of the wedding, stood aside, her eyes full of satisfaction and pride. The wedding she had carefully prepared was now proceeding in an orderly manner according to her idea.

The wedding ceremony officially began. An old man in a traditional robe slowly walked onto the stage. He was the master of ceremonies for the wedding. His voice was loud and magnetic: "The auspicious time has arrived. The wedding begins!" As he announced, the live music started. It was the traditional Chinese wedding music. The melodious melody seemed to take everyone back to ancient times, feeling the charm of the wedding culture that has been passed down for thousands of years. Jiang Cimu and Sang Shuwan walked slowly towards the wedding hall under the gaze of everyone. In front of the wedding hall, there was an offering table with dragon and phoenix candles burning on it. The candlelight flickered, reflecting the happy faces of the newlyweds. Under the auspices of the master of ceremonies, the newlyweds first bowed three times to the tablets of heaven and earth to thank them for their protection. Then, they turned to face their parents and bowed deeply to express their gratitude for their upbringing. The eyes of the parents of both sides were full of relief and touching, and the mothers couldn't help but shed tears of happiness.

Then, it was time for the newlyweds to bow to each other. Jiang Cimu and Sang Shuwan faced each other, slowly bowed, and their movements were solemn and pious. This bow was a promise to each other for life. With the witness of their relatives and friends, they will go through every spring, summer, autumn and winter in the future hand in hand.

After the wedding ceremony, the wedding banquet officially began. The table was filled with auspicious Chinese dishes. The "Dragon and Phoenix" was carefully cooked with chicken and fish, with beautiful shapes and pleasing to the eye; the "Hundred Years of Happiness" was a sweet soup made with lily and lotus seeds, sweet and delicious, symbolizing the good wishes for the couple to have a happy marriage for a hundred years. The guests raised their glasses and sent their most sincere blessings to the newlyweds.

Nancy held a glass of wine and walked up to the newlyweds, her eyes full of smiles: "Good evening, good evening, I wish you a happy wedding and a long-lasting marriage! I hope your love will be like this Chinese wedding, full of charm and long-lasting." After that, she drank it all in one gulp.

Farah also stepped forward and said in Chinese with her unique accent: "Dear friends, may your life be as colorful and happy as a Persian carpet." Her words were full of exotic flavor, making everyone present feel a different kind of blessing.

Yi Shuqi smiled and said, "This wedding is so wonderful, with a perfect combination of tradition and modernity. I hope your future will be like the clothes I design, unique and always shining." Her blessings are full of artistic flavor, just like her unique insights into fashion.

Time passed quietly amidst laughter and joy. As night fell, the lights around the rooftop lit up, illuminating the entire venue like a dream. At this time, the band on the stage played cheerful music, and the guests stood up, stepped onto the dance floor, and began to dance. Jiang Cimu held Sang Shuwan's hand and walked into the center of the dance floor. They spun and danced lightly to the music, with only each other in their eyes. At this moment, they became the center of the world, enjoying this happy and beautiful moment.

When the party reached its climax, gorgeous fireworks suddenly burst out in the sky. The colorful fireworks illuminated the entire night sky, complementing the lights on the rooftop. The guests stopped what they were doing and looked up to admire the beautiful scene. Sang Shuwan leaned in Jiang Cimu's arms, her eyes full of surprise and emotion: "Cimu, this wedding is perfect, thank you." Jiang Cimu gently hugged her and whispered in her ear: "No, I want to thank you for giving me such a wonderful life."

Under the illumination of fireworks and with the blessings of relatives and friends, Jiang Cimu and Sang Shuwan's Chinese wedding came to a successful conclusion. This wedding was not only a testimony to their love, but also a feast of traditional and modern fusion, leaving all participants with unforgettable beautiful memories. And their love story will continue to shine in the long river of time like these bright fireworks, writing more romantic and moving chapters.

The hustle and bustle of the wedding gradually receded like the tide, and Jiang Cimu and Sang Shuwan, with infinite longing for the future, embarked on a vacation trip to Jiangnan hand in hand.

It was dawn when we arrived at the ancient town of Jiangnan. The morning mist was like a soft veil, quietly covering the entire town. The bluestone road was looming in the mist, emitting a cool light, as if telling the long years of the ancient town. The ancient houses on the roadside were scattered in an orderly manner, and the white walls and black tiles were vague in the mist, just like a slowly unfolding light-ink landscape painting, with a far-reaching artistic conception. Jiang Cimu held the suitcase steadily with his right hand, and held Sang Shuwan's hand tightly with his left hand. The two walked side by side in the winding and deep alleys. Occasionally, early risers gently pushed open the creaking wooden door, and when they saw the happy couple, they would unconsciously raise the corners of their mouths and give a smile full of kindness and blessings.

They stayed in a homestay built by the water. The wooden doors and windows exuded a light, reassuring wood fragrance. The room was simply decorated but warm. When you look out the window, you can see the river, sparkling. Occasionally, a black-sailed boat slowly passed by, and the oars cut through the water, rippling layers of tiny ripples that spread out in circles into the distance. Sang Shuwan was like a cheerful little bird. She excitedly ran to the window, took a deep breath, and exclaimed with joy: "Ci Mu, it's so beautiful here! It feels like time has slowed down, and everything has become so leisurely." Jiang Ci Mu walked behind her with steady steps, gently put his arms around her waist, gently rested his chin on her shoulder, and whispered softly: "As long as you are by my side, no matter where I am, it is the most beautiful scenery in the world."

During the day, they shuttled through the streets and alleys of the ancient town. Sang Shuwan was very interested in the dazzling array of handicrafts on the street. Each one was like a key to a new world, attracting her attention. In an embroidery shop, an exquisite Suzhou embroidery work instantly locked her sight. On the embroidery, flowers and birds are lifelike, the birds' smart eyes, the delicate texture of the feathers, the delicate posture of the flowers, the direction of the veins of the leaves, all of which are vividly displayed. Every stitch and every thread is poured with countless efforts and ingenuity of the embroiderer. Jiang Cimu keenly caught the sparkle of love in her eyes, and bought the embroidery from the shop owner without hesitation. Then he turned around, gently handed the embroidery to Sang Shuwan, and said affectionately: "I give it to you. I hope it can be as delicate and precious as our love, and accompany us for a long time." Sang Shuwan took the embroidery with both hands, her eyes full of emotion and surprise. She tiptoed slightly and gently kissed Jiang Cimu on the cheek, her voice soft but full of affection: "You always understand me so well, thank you, Cimu."

After walking around for a while, they found a teahouse by the river and sat down. In the teahouse, the faint fragrance of tea permeated every inch of the air, lingering and refreshing. Jiang Cimu skillfully brewed a cup of local Biluochun for Sang Shuwan. The tender green tea leaves slowly stretched out under the hot water, just like a sleeping fairy slowly waking up. In an instant, the refreshing and pleasant tea fragrance spread out and lingered around the two of them. Sang Shuwan took a sip, and the tea soup spread on the tip of her tongue, bringing with it wisps of sweetness and freshness. A comfortable expression unconsciously appeared on her face, and she exclaimed sincerely: "The taste of this tea is really wonderful. Compared with the tea in our tea restaurant, it has a different unique charm." Jiang Cimu responded with a smile: "When we return, we can also introduce this kind of tea into the restaurant, so that more people can have the opportunity to taste the unique flavor of Jiangnan." The two of them sipped tea leisurely while quietly admiring the water town scenery outside the window, occasionally whispering a few words, sharing each other's inner feelings, and enjoying this rare tranquility and leisure.

The ancient town at night is like being cast a spell, with a unique charm. Along the river bank, red lanterns light up one by one, and the soft lights are reflected in the water, swaying gently with the waves, like a dream, as if the whole world is dyed with poetry. Jiang Cimu and Sang Shuwan walked hand in hand along the river, and the stone road under their feet was illuminated by the lights, like a star-studded avenue leading to the other side of happiness. They passed by a theater, and the melodious Kunqu opera singing came from it. The unique rhythm was like an invisible force, which instantly attracted Sang Shuwan's attention. With a flash of curiosity in her eyes, she took Jiang Cimu's hand, walked into the theater impatiently, and found an empty seat to sit down. On the stage, the actors were dressed in gorgeous and exquisite costumes, showing their skills in every move, singing, reciting, acting and fighting, and every move was full of charm. Sang Shuwan was fascinated by it, and her eyes followed every move of the actors on the stage closely, as if she was brought into a whole new world. Jiang Cimu gazed at her sideways, his eyes full of endless doting. In his eyes, Sang Shuwan, who was immersed in the art of Kunqu Opera at the moment, was more charming than any other character on the stage. After the performance, Sang Shuwan was still immersed in the wonderful atmosphere created by Kunqu Opera, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect Kunqu Opera to be so wonderful. It's a pity that I never got to know it well before." Jiang Cimu gently held her hand, his tone gentle but firm: "We have plenty of time in the future. We will definitely discover more beauty that we have never experienced if we get in touch with these traditional cultures more often."

During the leisurely time in Jiangnan, they also took a black-sailed boat together, leisurely shuttling through the criss-crossing waterways. The boatman paddled the oars skillfully, and the boat moved slowly on the water, like a light leaf, drifting with the waves. The weeping willows on both sides of the river were slender branches hanging on the water, as if they were green strings given by nature, whispering and singing softly with the river. Sang Shuwan was very excited. She stretched out her hand like a child, gently touched the river water, and felt the cool and smooth touch passing through her fingertips. Jiang Cimu sat aside, looking at her with a smile, and that smile was full of happiness and satisfaction. Occasionally, a naughty fish jumped out of the water, breaking the calm water surface, causing Sang Shuwan to exclaim in surprise, and Jiang Cimu would quickly stretch out his hand and protect her tightly. The laughter of the two echoed freely on the water, startling the birds resting on the branches, and adding a bit of agility to this quiet water town.

They strolled on the ancient stone bridge, touching the traces of time on the bridge railings, imagining how many people had walked here like them, leaving their own stories. In the market of the ancient town, they shuttled through the bustling crowd, tasting various special snacks, the sweetness of sugared lotus root, the softness of plum blossom cake, every bite was full of the taste of Jiangnan. Sang Shuwan also put on a cheongsam on a whim, and the fitted tailoring made her figure more graceful. Jiang Cimu looked at her with amazement in his eyes, and took many photos of her, wanting to keep every beautiful moment of her.

Time passed quietly in the gentle water town of Jiangnan, slipping slowly through fingers like fine sand, but it also left countless indelible and beautiful memories in the hearts of Jiang Cimu and Sang Shuwan. They felt the customs and customs of Jiangnan together. Every sunrise and sunset, every stroll and chat, made their love more mellow and deep, just like a fine wine that has been aged for many years, exuding an increasingly rich and intoxicating fragrance. This journey to Jiangnan is like a shining pearl, embedded in their married life, becoming a shining and never-fading chapter, adding the most romantic and unforgettable touch to their love story, making this love more tenacious and more brilliant as time goes by.

Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu walked hand in hand from the clear stream to the shore. The sunlight was like fine gold foil, pouring down, outlining the slender silhouettes of them leaning on each other behind them, just like a romantic brush painting with natural smudges. Sang Shuwan raised his hand to lightly touch the hair that was ruffled by the breeze, and his eyes were full of joy. He smiled and said, "Cimu, we have been walking and stopping along the way, and I have been singing the 'Empty City Plan' in my heart."

Jiang Cimu had a gentle smile on his face, and took her hand tightly, with a doting look in his eyes: "Then let's find a place to reward our 'hard-working' stomachs." Just at this moment, a quaint little house not far away came into view. Smoke was rising from the chimney of the little house, as if it was telling the warmth of the fireworks in the world. The two of them were in sync, smiled at each other, and walked towards the little house.

As soon as the door was opened, the rich aroma of food instantly came to us, stimulating our taste buds. A middle-aged chef with a slightly plump figure and a kind face was busy frying food in front of the stove, his movements were skillful and smooth. Seeing the guests coming, the chef stopped his work and greeted them warmly: "Dear guests, what would you like to eat? Our specialty is guaranteed to satisfy you!" Jiang Cimu said cheerfully: "Master, please serve your specialties. We are here because of your reputation."

When the chef heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He enthusiastically introduced several dishes, and Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu nodded frequently. Soon, the table was filled with delicious dishes. Sang Shuwan picked up a dish with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. In an instant, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he exclaimed: "Wow, Master, your cooking skills are amazing! This taste is delicate and mellow, and it goes straight to my heart. I have never tasted such delicious food."

Jiang Cimu was also full of praise: "Master, your exquisite cooking skills cannot be developed without more than ten or twenty years of accumulation. I believe there are many stories behind it, right?" The chef smiled proudly when he heard it, pulled a stool over and sat down, and started talking: "Take this dish - 'Jade Threads and Golden Fragrance Stew', it has a long history. According to legend, it was developed by an ancient imperial chef to celebrate the birthday of the imperial concubine. Top-quality ingredients are used and it is carefully cooked through more than twenty complicated processes. Every step is extremely sophisticated. Later, the method of making this dish spread to the people, and after being improved from generation to generation, it has become what it is today."

Sang Shuwan listened attentively, his eyes focused: "Master, it must have taken a lot of effort to make this dish, right?" The chef nodded and said seriously: "That's right. Take the 'Golden Fragrance' for example. The precious mushrooms need to be sliced into thin slices, marinated with a secret sauce, and then slowly fried over low heat until golden and crispy; the 'Jade Thread' is made by carefully selecting the best shrimp meat, chopping it into a paste by hand, rolling it into shrimp threads as thin as hair, and steaming it in a pot. Finally, the two are cleverly combined with the broth that has been carefully simmered for several hours to create this delicacy."

Jiang Cimu sighed sincerely: "Master, you have put your heart and soul into every step of the process. No wonder the dishes are so amazing." The chef waved his hand and smiled: "To make delicious food, you have to be attentive. Seeing the guests eat to their satisfaction, all my hard work is worth it." Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu ate heartily while listening to the chef's stories behind the dishes and his cooking experience with great interest. The meal was full of laughter and warmth.

"Master, thank you for your delicious food and for sharing these interesting stories. You have worked hard." After the meal, Sang Shuwan expressed his sincere gratitude. The chef smiled and said goodbye: "It's not hard, take care, and welcome to come often!"

Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu walked out of the hut and continued walking. After turning a corner, the view suddenly opened up and a poetic and picturesque scene unfolded. Withered vines entangled the old tree, and a few crows perched on the branches, occasionally making a few cries, adding a bit of agility to the quiet scene. A winding stream gurgled, and a few families were scattered along the stream, with white walls and black tiles, and smoke curling up, revealing the gentleness and tranquility of a beautiful girl.

"Ci Mu, this place is like a paradise, so beautiful that it doesn't seem like the human world." Sang Shuwan's eyes were full of amazement and intoxication. Jiang Ci Mu took her shoulder and said softly: "Shuwan, how about we change into ancient costumes and take some photos to preserve this beauty forever?" Sang Shuwan's eyes lit up and she clapped her hands excitedly: "Yes, yes, I have been looking forward to experiencing ancient costumes for a while."

Not far away, a costume rental shop came into view. The shop was filled with a dazzling array of costumes, with different styles and colorful colors. Sang Shuwan carefully selected a moon-white Hanfu, with a skirt embroidered with lifelike crabapple flowers, and the cuffs and collar trimmed with delicate and soft white fluff, which made her skin look more beautiful than snow, gentle and moving. Jiang Cimu chose a black robe embroidered with golden cloud patterns and a white jade belt around his waist, which made him look heroic and elegant.

After changing their clothes, they stood in front of the mirror and smiled at each other. The scene in the mirror seemed to have emerged from an ancient scroll. Sang Shuwan looked like a talented young lady in a secluded boudoir, while Jiang Cimu looked like a gentleman from an aristocratic family with elegant manners.

They moved to the streamside, with the withered vines, old trees and gurgling water as the natural background, and began to take pictures. Jiang Cimu held the camera and focused on capturing every touching moment for Sang Shuwan. Sang Shuwan sometimes lifted her skirt lightly and stood by the stream, like a blooming white lotus; sometimes she leaned against the old tree, looking into the distance with a gentle gaze, showing her classical charm.

"Shuwan, you are so beautiful, every moment you are like a fairy in a painting." Jiang Cimu looked at Sang Shuwan in the camera and admired her sincerely. Sang Shuwan's cheeks flushed slightly, and she said coquettishly: "Cimu, you are also very handsome, come on, let's take a few photos together." The two stood side by side, holding hands, smiling brightly, and the sound of camera shutters kept ringing, freezing this moment full of happiness.

After taking the photos, they continued to stroll through the village. When passing by a house, a kind-looking old lady was sitting at the door basking in the sun. Seeing Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu in ancient costumes, the old lady's eyes were full of smiles, and she said with emotion: "You two are really a perfect match, just like the golden boy and jade girl in the play I watched when I was young, making people happy." Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu smiled a little embarrassedly when they heard it. They chatted with the old lady and learned that this ancient village has a long history and inherits many ancient cultures and traditional customs. The old lady slowly told about the grand festivals in the village, when people wore traditional costumes, sang and danced, and it was very lively; there were also handicrafts passed down from generation to generation, from exquisite embroidery to sturdy and durable bamboo weaving, each of which was full of the wisdom and hard work of the ancestors. Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu listened attentively, asking questions from time to time, and the old lady also patiently answered them, her words full of love and attachment to this land.

After saying goodbye to the old lady, they came to a group of rockeries. These rockeries were of different shapes and were ingenious. Some looked like majestic lions, baring their teeth and claws; some looked like graceful fairies, with fluttering sleeves. Sang Shuwan was as excited as a child, happily shuttling between the rockeries, and Jiang Cimu followed closely behind, always paying attention to her safety, with a look of doting in his eyes.

"Ci Mu, come quickly, this place is like a mysterious maze, so interesting!" Sang Shuwan shouted from behind the rockery. Jiang Ci Mu smiled and quickened his pace: "Shu Wan, go slowly, be careful not to bump into anything." Sang Shuwan stopped in front of a rockery that looked like a roc with its wings spread, excitedly stroking the rough surface of the rock, and said with sparkling eyes: "Ci Mu, look at this stone, does it look like a roc about to soar into the sky? It feels like it will take us to the sky in the next second." Jiang Ci Mu walked to her side, put his arm around her shoulders, nodded and smiled: "It does look like one, but in my eyes, you are more lively and lovely than this roc." Sang Shuwan's cheeks flushed, and she gently pounded his chest, and then pulled him to explore the next wonderful view. After laughing and playing in the rockery group, they came to a mountain scenic spot. Here, the mountains are rolling and shaded by green trees, and a clear stream meanders down the mountain, like a lively silver ribbon. Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu strolled slowly along the path beside the stream, quietly listening to the clear bird songs and gurgling water in the mountains, and feeling the comfort of the fresh air blowing on their faces.

"Shuwan, let's go to the stream and play in the water." Jiang Cimu suggested. "Okay!" Sang Shuwan agreed happily, quickly took off her shoes and stepped into the stream. The stream water was cool, gently caressing her ankles, bringing a tingling and comfortable feeling. Jiang Cimu also walked into the stream and played with Sang Shuwan. They splashed water on each other, and the splashing water sparkled in the sunlight, like a string of pearls. Sang Shuwan's laughter echoed in the valley, adding infinite vitality to this quiet forest. Tired of playing, Sang Shuwan sat on a large flat rock by the stream, with her feet still immersed in the water, gently swinging, stirring up circles of ripples. Jiang Cimu sat down beside her, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and gently wiped the water droplets from her face. Sang Shuwan looked at her and Jiang Cimu's reflections in the water and said with emotion: "Cimu, it would be great if time could stay at this moment forever, with just us and this beautiful landscape." Jiang Cimu held her hand and said seriously: "Shuwan, even if time does not stop, our feelings will be like this mountain stream, never stopping and always so beautiful."