Twilight fell over the slightly desolate sandy ground just outside a sparse, two-story-tall grove of trees. Black Glasses leaned against the trunk of a tree, shaking his phone back and forth in his hand. "This damn place doesn't even have a signal," he muttered, then stood up, brushed off his pants, hoisted his backpack, and walked off into the distance.
At the Xie Residence, Xie Yuchen and Huo Xiuxiu had just finished dinner. The two of them were leaning against the sofa, leafing through catalogs of formal wedding attire.
"Brother Xiaohua, do you think this one looks good?" Huo Xiuxiu pointed to a bright red traditional bridal gown in the catalog and tilted her head to look at Xie Yuchen.
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