The Phoenix was truly outstanding.
She was engrossed in her phone as Sean guided her into the house.
Seeing her so engrossed in her phone, Sean couldn't help but shake his head. He guided her to a seat near the shoe cabinet and crouched to change her shoes.
Abigail's gaze briefly left her phone screen and turned to him. "Thank you, dear."
"No need to thank me," Sean replied indulgently.
They entered the living room.
Sean was surprised to see Martin and Andrew. "How come you guys are here?"
"We heard you got married, so we came to give our blessings," Martin stood up from the couch.
Abigail noticed that Andrew repeatedly watched the historical costume exhibition, particularly the mythological segment at the end.
"Do you like this part?" Abigail walked over to him with a hint of a smile.
"Do these gods exist in your mythology?" Andrew was astonished by what he saw on Instagram today. When he clicked into the livestream, he was utterly amazed.
He had never heard such music before or seen such clothes.
He had seen plenty of historical and mythological dramas, but none of the costumes were as unique as these.
"These gods indeed exist. We have plenty of gods in Cefroana mythology. If we were to talk about them, it would take three days and three nights to finish," Abigail said proudly of Cefroana's culture.
Both mythological culture and history were incredibly rich and complete.
"How can I get access to this kind of information? I want to understand the mythology." Andrew was completely mesmerized by what he saw tonight.
Especially when the shawm music played, he felt like he was entering an immensely vast mythological world.
Indeed, in countries with profound cultural heritage, even music possesses a magical power to transcend time and space.
"You can go to university and ask around. There are some clubs dedicated to studying mythology, and they're more orthodox than what you might read in books," Abigail suggested.
Andrew felt like he had a new goal in mind.
After Martin's visit, he conducted a check-up on Abigail.
"The fetus seems stable. The little one should be very healthy," Martin smiled and told Sean after the examination.
"Thank you. I'll take her upstairs to rest," Sean said, leading Abigail away.
After Martin responded, he tapped Andrew's shoulder. "You've achieved your goal too. Let's go. It's time to go home."
Reluctantly, Andrew remarked, "I want to buy clothes like those."
"Once your leg heals, you'll look great in this kind of attire," Martin pushed him gently as they headed out.
Back in the room, Abigail still clutched her phone.
Everyone has their expertise.
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