I looked up at Patrick and saw that the look in his eyes was as gentle as ever.

There was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

When he looked at me, it seemed that he could only me in the world.

But I knew clearly that these wouldn't belong to me soon.

I looked at him and asked first, "Do you want me to go to your wedding?"

"I respect your choice. However, my wedding will be held on an island. And you need to get there by boat. It might be a little hard for you," Patrick replied.

His voice was so gentle.

His words sounded...