Sara rested her head on her hand as she looked at Bess with a serious expression.
"You seem happy to be with Jacob. How about we get married on the same day? Wouldn't that be
amazing? We'll even have our anniversaries on the same day!"
Bess exclaimed with a mischievous grin, which made her look cute.
"I can't get married now. It hasn't been long since Michael passed away. I think we're going to have to
wait another year and a half before we can get married again."
Sara rested her chin on her palm, deep in thought.
Bess shrugged, her shoulders almost touching the hot, hooded hair dryer that was on her head.
"Looks like we won't be getting married on the same day, then. But when are you planning to get
marry?"
Bess asked with a doubtful look. She was certain that a complicated love story like that of Sara and
Jacob's should have a happy ending. She was worried that if they waited any longer, more problems
would show up.
"I don't know, okay? Relax... I don't need a marriage certificate to validate our love. A certificate isn't all
that unique, nor is the promise of one's heart to another. I just want to feel our love myself,"
Sara replied with a shrug of her shoulders and placed her hands on Bess. She was pleased to see that
her best friend would be a bride soon, and that, she was happy.
Bess touched Sara's hand and said, "I know life hasn't been easy for you, Sara. Although we are going
to get married, you know that I am always going to be there for you, don't you?"
"I know, Bess. Seeing you happy brings me joy like nothing else could. Regardless of what happens,
we're never going to move apart." Saying that, Sara pressed Bess's hands gently.
After a few hours, Bess's hairstyle was finally set. She insisted that Sara permed her hair, but Sara
refused as she was afraid of the heat.
Once Bess's hair was dry, she looked perfect.
Bess looked beautiful. Her cheeks were flushed and her long hair cascaded over her shoulders in big,
bouncy curls. She looked stunning in the black jacket that she was wearing. Sara often complimented
on how flawless her skin was.
"Hello there, beautiful woman! Could you give me your number please? May I have the pleasure of
taking you out for dinner?" Sara teased her as though it was the first time she was seeing her.
"Don't make such a fuss, I am already yours, aren't I?" Bess retorted, blushing.
The hairdresser gave them a weird glance thinking that he must have mistaken them for friends. 'Are
they lesbians?' he wondered. All of a sudden, he felt a chill down his spine.
'It is indeed a pity that they're homosexuals! They look so beautiful... It's no wonder that a lot of men
are finding it hard to get a girlfriend these days!'
After walking out of the salon, Sara and Bess saw Jacob and Noah waiting for them across the street.
"What's wrong? Why are you two laughing so hard?" Noah and Jacob asked in unison, smiling at them.
"It's a secret," Sara and Bess answered at the same time.
The four of them exchanged glances at each other and burst into laughter. It seemed as though they
could read each other's minds.
"Where are we going for dinner? I am going to eat well today. It has been a while since Noah invited
me to dinner. Have you been saving up all your money for the wedding? Is that the reason you never
invited me to a meal for the past few months?"
Jacob joked, holding Sara's hand. He loved being with her and could not bear to let go of her.
"Hey, Jacob, you are the one who has been saving all the money! You never once invited me to dinner
ever since you two got married the first time. Is Sara not letting you have any pocket money?"
Noah teased Sara with a smile. Every time he looked at them, he could not help but feel glad for them.
Things were finally becoming better and everyone was happy.
"All right, now get in the car. It's my treat today, so leave the restaurant plan to me." Sara got in Jacob's
car. Jacob was stunned to see that the joke they played on her made her frown.
"You men are so funny! Sara is inviting us, so you guys don't have to pay a dollar!" Bess said with a
laugh, placing her hands on her hips.
Noah and Jacob were embarrassed. 'Why does she have to make us look like a joke?' they wondered.
When they arrived at Chongyang Hotpot Restaurant, Sara blinked.
"Do you want to eat hot pot?" Sara asked. Her mouth began to water as soon as she thought of the
delicious, spicy food from Sichuan.
It was a bit strange to see Sara, who was from the northern region to love spicy food that much.
However, it made sense as Sara's mother hailed from the southern region. Sara's mother hailed from
Chongqing or Yunnan, so she had developed a good tolerance towards tongue numbingly spicy food.
Ever since she was a child, she followed her mother's footsteps and ate food from every restaurant in
the city. She had gone to every street and alley in the city, looking for delicious food. Her mother was a
woman who loved life. If she had the opportunity, she would have become a gourmand.
Sara knew that she had inherited her love for spice from her mother.
However, after she had married Jacob, she had stopped eating spicy food and maintained a healthy
lifestyle. Now, she was naturally happy to eat her favorite spicy meal.
When she was a child, she used to dream about traveling the world to eat. Thinking of that, she
realized that she never really pursued that dream.
"Yes, it's cold. I think a hot pot would warm us up. Besides, you like spicy food, don't you? So, let's eat
spicy food!" Jacob said with a smile as he stopped the car by turning the key.
He was about to say something else, but Sara immediately opened the door and jumped out.
"Hi, Bess. We are here!" Sara called out to them as she waved to Noah. She then closed the car door
shut behind her. Jacob stood a few steps behind her as he watched her.
Sara looked like a little child that had found a chest full of toys.
"Hey, Sara, are you happy now?" Jacob teased, glancing at Noah and Bess while he let out a cough.
"Yes! Let's go in and eat a scrumptious meal!" Sara replied casually before she ran up to Jacob and
held his arm.
A gentle smile appeared on Jacob's lips. He had never seen Sara so happy, and it warmed his heart.
Love could solve every problem. At the very least, it could make people happy and give them hope.
Jacob lowered his head, looking at Sara, who seemed like a little girl.
"Hey foodie, can you run a bit slower?"
Jacob asked in a daze, but Sara and Bess had already run into the restaurant.
"The future will be a happy one, Jacob. Don't worry," Noah encouraged him, patting him on the back.
Noah thought that he was much luckier than Jacob. He could not help but hope that his friend could
move on.
"I know. Don't you know who I am? I am Jacob, and I am not going to be defeated that easily! Don't
worry, Noah, I am fine. Besides, I can't afford to get married at the same time as you guys." As he said
those words, Jacob lowered his head. Earlier, he had promised Noah that they would both get married
on the same day.
"That's all right. How about we postpone our wedding till you guys are ready to tie the knot?" Asking
that, Noah's heart felt heavy and he could not take a step further. Jacob and Noah had made a secret
deal that they would get married on the same day.
But now, since Michael had passed away, Jacob could not even think of getting married. Although it
was okay for them to live together without a marriage license, Jacob wanted to do right by Sara.
It was not their first wedding, but still Jacob could not bring himself to hurt her like that.
"You don't have to wait for us, you need to get married. Or else, Bess would be sad," Jacob said softly
as he walked into the restaurant, looking for Sara and Bess.
"They are over there." Noah pointed at their table and Jacob gave him a nod.
Once they were all seated at the table, their stomachs began to grumble looking at all the delicious
food.
After pouring some juice for everyone, they made a toast.
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