There Is No Tomorrow I Cannot Reach

On my wedding day, right after I picked up the bride, the wedding car ran out of gas. Terrified of missing the lucky hour, I grabbed a fuel can and ran to the nearest gas station, buying five hundred dollars' worth of gasoline in one go. But even with the tank full, the car only made it two kilometers before the engine died again. I thought the car had broken down, so I called a mechanic right away. He crawled under the car and checked for a long time, then told me there was nothing wrong with it. It was just out of gas.