Part of Wangji can't believe it. For decades he has waited for this moment that he holds as a wish and dream in his heart. His stoic expression facade melted to a warmer expression. Both in wonder and puzzlement as his heart is beating and fluttering fast, he silently hold his breath still.

He steps closer to him and holds both of his hands, fingers lacing, and looks at him in the eyes. "Does that mean Wei Ying will marry me?"