"Xiuchen, thank you!"
Wen Ran suddenly felt the urge to cry.
She had clearly been his wife for a long time, but she still wanted to wear a wedding dress for him at this time. Before she knew about her health condition, she had a bit of regret, but not such a strong desire.
She had felt that it would be enough as long as she could spend her life with him. Whether she wore a wedding dress or not, whether they held a wedding ceremony or not, none of that mattered. Those things weren't the means to witness their happiness, but now, she really, really wanted to wear a wedding dress for him.
She truly, truly wanted to.
Especially after seeing those two clay lovers earlier, her desire became even stronger, to the point where she could no longer control it. Finally, she told him about it.
She knew that she was being selfish. If she were to leave him early, all the beautiful memories of the past would become the most painful torment in Mo Xiuchen's life.