Most people in S Country prefer folk-style music.
The band hired by the bride and groom sang song after song in triple meter, interspersed with a few classical guitar pieces, creating a relaxed and soothing atmosphere filled with nostalgia and lyricism.
The men and women around, whether they were friends and family of the bride and groom or passersby like Lu Jihan and Song Yinyin, all enjoyed the harmonious atmosphere.
Song Yinyin, tired from dancing, leaned against Lu Jihan's shoulder, resting her head quietly and listening to the music.
Lu Jihan's one hand hung lightly at his side, tapping to the beat rhythmically with his fingers, while his toes occasionally tapped comfortably.
His other hand hovered gently behind Song Yinyin.
Song Yinyin sat beside him, as if nestled in the crook of his arm.
His fingers, resting on the backrest of the bench behind her, played whimsically in her long hair, twirling and releasing, twirling again, as if playing a game.
