Taking the elevator and watching the scenery outside the window gradually decrease as the elevator rises. In the end, the car turned into the size of a box and the pedestrian turned into an ant. Tiffany was very excited, but Jiang Wuyou, who was a little afraid of heights, could only describe it as "poor" or "tragedy".

Holding the handle that he had just criticized, Jiang Wuyou didn't admire the designers who installed handles in the elevator until this time. He was still mocking the handles that were not used in the elevator but seized a lot of limited space in the elevator. Jiang Wuyou, who was the most failed in elevator design, was cursing the elevator designers in his heart while grateful to them. [..com]

The curse is because of the open design. The design of the external glass wall allows passengers who are rising in the elevator to clearly see the beautiful scenery outside the window and gradually descend as the elevator rises. The original design is to allow passengers standing in the elevator to clearly see the beautiful scenery outside. But for Jiang Wuyou... As for gratitude, it is naturally because of the handrail that makes Jiang Wuyou hold tightly. Although it has no practical significance, for Jiang Wuyou, who gradually becomes a little dizzy due to fear of heights, the fulfillment in his hands is his only comfort.

With Tiffany's reluctance and Kang Wuyou cursed, the elevator finally arrived at the high level of Seoul Tower. Kang Wuyou could be said to be trembling and moved out of the elevator with his legs and feet trembling. Until he stood on the floor that felt very safe, because the surrounding wall blocked his direct view of looking down, Kang Wuyou's heart that was beating rapidly finally calmed down.

"Oppa, what's wrong with you? Your face looks bad..."

Tiffany stood beside Jiang Wuyou, looking at Jiang Wuyou with a pale face, and asked worriedly.

"No, nothing..."

Jiang Wuyou shook his head, there was nothing to say about fear of heights. Besides, even if it was said, it seemed useless.

After a while, Jiang Wuyou's rapid breathing calmed down. At this time, he could calm down and check around.

The location where Kang Gouyou and others are currently standing is the highest open platform of Seoul Tower. Standing here, you can almost see the panoramic view of Seoul. Although it is only during the day and does not look as bright and colorful as at night. However, Seoul during the day also has the charm of daytime.

Seoul, which attaches great importance to greening, can be seen here. Surrounded by green mountains, green trees shine with a healthy light under the sunshine. The traffic of the car and dragon flows is running in an orderly manner, like an invisible hand fiddling with all this, making everything in order.

On this platform, there are more than a dozen telescopes pointing around it, which looks like tourists can view everything in Seoul. The firmly-held fence also protects tourists on the platform. The colorful colors bloom on the fence. When you look closely, those colors are actually all kinds of locks.

Tiffany obviously saw those locks, and her face was a little red. She did not say these things directly, but said with all the words:

"Oppa, let's use a telescope to see downtown Seoul."

Once again, Kang Gou-woo and Tiffany fiddled with a telescope and threw it towards the downtown Seoul.

"Look, this is the direction of the company... This is mbc TV station... Well, this is almost here, it should be your dormitory, right?"

Jiang Wuyou simply fine-tuned the telescope. Although the lens is enlarged, the outline can still be seen in general.

He pointed the direction one by one to Tiffany, and Jiang Wuyou stood aside, watching Tiffany happily press his face against the mirror of the telescope, and he deviated a little, roughly estimating the range.

"Well, oppa, where should our new house be?"

Tiffany raised her head and looked at Jiang Wuyou and asked.

"Yeah, that's the direction."

Jiang Wuyou said inconsistency, estimating the range of his guess just now, and scanning it carefully with a telescope.

"Yeah, this is not... here... 告, this is that big shopping mall, that should be not far away... tall buildings, there seems to be not many nearby... Well, okay, by the way, this is this..."

Jiang Wuyou raised her head and said to Tiffany, "That's it, come and see!"

"Have you found it?" Tiffany jumped over from the fence, put his head on the mirror again, and his little mouth suddenly opened into a circle.

"Wuyou Oppa, you are so awesome." Tiffany looked at Jiang Wuyou and sang a little while. Tiffany looked at the surrounding environment of the house, and said a few words of praise came from time to time, "Hey, are there any of these places nearby? Next time we can go and have fun, oppa..."

Listening to Tiffany's words like a child, Jiang Wuyou just smiled without responding. He was idle, looked at the fences around him and the colorful locks hanging on them, and couldn't help but look forward.

"Meishan, I will love you until the end of time!"

“ever!”

"No one can stop me from continuing to love you!"

"If this world is about to perish tomorrow, then I also hope to spend the last day with you!"

Looking at the locks, each of which wrote about love experiments, Jiang Wuyou felt both funny and moved. Looking back on himself, he seemed to have never written anything for Ju Li, or said anything similar... However, I think I remember that my father seemed to be forced by his mother to write a lock here. I don’t know which one it was? He wanted to look for it, but facing these countless locks, Jiang Wuyou shook his head and gave up that unrealistic idea.

"Gooyu oppa, what are you looking at?"

Tiffany, who was standing aside, looked at Jiang Wuyou with his head tilted and looked at him shaking his head, feeling a little puzzled. It turned out that the paid time just now had already come. Tiffany put one hand on the telescope and the other hand closed his hair, which was blown by the wind, and stood there with a smile, like a cute little girl.

"It's nothing, just take a look. Don't you look at it?"

"It's time."

Tiffany just said that, without any reluctance. Her eyes were around Jiang Wuyou, and looking at the countless locks behind him, Tiffany pursed her lips and said in a low voice.

"That's the love wall."

"What did you say?"

Because of the wind, Jiang Wuyou didn't hear Tiffany clearly. He was about to ask what she had said just now, but the staff once again handed over the third envelope today.

When you open this bulging envelope, in addition to a piece of paper with a few words printed on it, there is also a heart-shaped password lock. Looking at this pink heart-shaped lock, even if you don’t look at the task description, in this place surrounded by the lock, the two of you can see the real purpose of this lock, which is definitely not simply locking a box.

"Please write down your love vows."

Tiffany read the text on the piece of task paper, and her little face turned red because of the wind or something else. Jiang Wuyou pouted and took a carbon pen from the staff. She looked at the lock that was not very big on the surface, but seemed to be able to write more than a dozen or twenty words. After thinking for a long time, she handed the pen to Tiffany first:

"Mi-young, then you should write this first."

"Am I?"

Tiffany felt a little flattered, her eyes were filled with surprise, and her face couldn't help but smile. Holding the carbon pen and the pink heart-shaped lock, Tiffany frowned and thought for a long time but didn't dare to write.

"Mei-Young, it's too complicated and simple..."

Jiang Wuyou didn't know if she was worried about Tiffany or what. After just a few words of persuasion, she saw Tiffany drop her pen down, writing something seriously.

"Well, Goyu oppa, it's your place."

Tiffany looked at Jiang Wuyou with a crescent smile, her face so red that she didn't know if it was blown out by the wind. She held the pen and the heart-shaped lock in her hands, as if she was holding her own heart, and looked at Jiang Wuyou seriously.

Jiang Wuyou first rubbed Tiffany's little head in a doting way, and then took advantage of her dissatisfaction and pouting, and then connected the pen and the lock. When she took it, the side she turned over was the side where Tiffany had just written, so Jiang Wuyou took it in front of her and read it carefully.

"Oppa, I will be a good wife and mother. I like you, so you like me too."

"You..."

Jiang Wuyou once again rubbed his hair that had just been tied up by Tiffany, and once again gained Tiffany's dissatisfaction and gentle patting. Seeing Tiffany go to carefully close his hairstyle in front of the mirror again, Jiang Wuyou lowered his head, looked at the other side of the blank lock, raised his pen and thought about it, and then fell down gently.

"Mi-ying, Oppa also likes you. I'm curious who will become your ht."

After writing, Tiffany snatched the lock. Tiffany gradually frowned as she read it.

"That, oppa, what do you say?"

Jiang Wuyou did not answer, while the staff members who were shooting the locks on the other side were making noises there.

Jiang Wuyou turned his head curiously and watched the people on the working group whispering. After a while, a man came over with a lock and said to Jiang Wuyou.

"Jiang Wuyouxi, we think it's best to change your sentence."

"Why?"

Jiang Wuyou was a little incredible. This was the first time the working group asked him to re-do it. Although there were no re-recording when filming other programs before, it seems that this is not true...

"Because we are recording "We are getting married", what we hope is that on this lock, you can write words like "like", such as the first half of the sentence, and even, if possible, the more stingy sentences are better. But the second half of the sentence... we are filming a love program, and I hope you can understand..."

Jiang Wuyou did not look at Tiffany's face standing next to him at the moment, but frowned and looked at the staff member in front of him with a pen and a heart-shaped lock in his hand.

"Or, I hope you can rub the last sentence away."

The staff obviously saw that there was no place to write new sentences on this lock, so they proposed another plan. Jiang Wuyou still didn't say anything, just looked at the lock on the staff's hand. After a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand and took it over.

Jiang Wuyou gently wiped out the last sentence on the lock. Then, he handed it back to the staff.

He didn't see the pale color on Tiffany's face standing behind him.
Chapter completed!