I have the cutest, sweetest and craziest fiancé you can ever imagine. Every day he comes up with something new, which always makes our life together an exciting, thrilling and fun adventure.

Recently, he had a sudden inspiration. "Now that you're finally done with college and we're running the photo studio together, we need a balance to our work and something to keep us from getting bored. We need a hobby together!" Was his inspiration.

Well, I had nothing against a common hobby. So we tried out different things that Zhan picked out. We started by going to a pottery class. Mhhh, we went twice. Zhan liked it, but I liked it rather less.

Then he came up with the idea of taking a writing class together. So I thought it was great. But Zhan fell asleep after 20 minutes and then quickly lost interest in it when the instructor gave us homework.

The very next day we tried something new again. This time we went climbing. But Zhan didn't really get along well with the coach. By that I mean, when the trainer put his arms around me to test my safety harness, Zhan freaked out and gave the trainer a good kick in the butt. "You could have told my fiancé to turn around! Why do you have to put your arms around him? Don't you have any respect for other people's property? Yibo is mine, mine alone. And the only one who is allowed to hug him like that is me!" Scolded Zhan. However, he scolded a lot more.

So it was clear that something else was needed again. Well, Zhan decided, let's try diving. But since in this diving course no diving suits are worn, only swimming shorts, Zhan and I were against it. Like I would allow someone else to see my fiancé half naked. Never!

This was followed by biking, we really liked it. We had exercise, were out in the fresh air, and were able to fall asleep really well in the evening. It was really great. Until we woke up the following morning with hellish sore muscles and could barely get out of bed.

Then came the hiking. Zhan bought proper hiking gear especially for us. He woke me up at 04:45 am in the morning and off we went. Into the middle of the mountains with our new hiking equipment. However, none of us had considered that we should have walked in the shoes first. After three hours we had such big painful blisters on our feets that we had to call a cab and couldn't wear shoes for three days.

Next, we went to a reading circle. There we read books and later discussed what we thought of the book. The books were so complicated and boring that Zhan and I did not read any of the 4 books to the end.

We then tried dancing. Something I can do really well and also like to do. Mhhh, Zhan didn't look so good there. I mean, he tried hard, but he seemed really clumsy.

Then came table tennis. Well, everything that has to do with sports is fun for me, so I was really good at it right away. Zhan also enjoyed it. But it wasn't really a hobby.

We also tried bowling, miniature golf, billiards, yoga, cooking, baking, wine testing, geocaching, calligraphy, and learning an instrument. But all that was not for us.

Then Zhan came up with the idea of doing judo. God he was immediately really talented and learned quickly. Unfortunately, I always had to be his training partner and eventually had more bruises on my body than I could count. There was this one grab. He grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder. I landed on my back with a splat and could barely move for two days. For the sake of my health, we let it go.

Well, then we found laser tag. Two teams compete against each other with a laser gun. This is really fun. But it's also super expensive and the fun only lasts 15 minutes per game.

Since I was already properly afraid of Zhan's next suggestions, I then also suggested something. Trampolining! And we both liked it. And we liked it so much that we bought a trampoline. We put it in the yard of the apartment building at our house and went there after work and enjoyed it. For about 4 days, then the trampoline was stolen.

We then frustrated postponed our search for a common hobby until later. Maybe we'll find something when we're married. Even if it's just something like coin collecting. But no, that would be totally boring for us.

We are now only 9 days away from our wedding. In 7 days we will all fly together to Rome, Italy and check into our hotel. We will then have to submit a few documents on location and then two days later, we will finally get married.

I am already totally excited and can't wait. But unfortunately Suri and her husband will not be able to be there. They will watch live via video. Suri is pregnant and her gynecologist advised her against a long flight. Unfortunately, she not only suffers from horrible morning sickness, but also has to stay on bed rest because her pregnancy is a high-risk pregnancy. She has already had multiple hemorrhages and so she has to take it easy and is not allowed to walk around.

Suri is totally frustrated because of this and of course she is also afraid of losing her baby. Therefore someone will stream our wedding live for her.

Emma will come with her boyfriend. Finally we get to meet him! She said he is Japanese and totally crazy about her. The pictures she sent us of herself and her boyfriend show that she is really happy. I hope it will last.

Zhan's and my parents already left for Rome today. They want to prepare a lot of things on the spot and also use the time to go on vacation together.

It's kind of strange with our parents. While our mothers are looking forward to our wedding and take it rather calmly. Our fathers are suddenly very emotional and just can't believe that we are not their little boys anymore.

Two days ago, our dads invited us to a bar for drinks. For me, it was special because I had never drank with my dad before.

My father grabbed my hand again and again and explained to me with tears how proud he is of me and that it doesn't matter how old I am and will be, I will always be his little boy.

He said, "On the day you were born, I was so excited that I almost drove your mother to the wrong clinic. I held her hand the whole time she was in labor. Towards the end, it felt like she was going to break my hand, she was squeezing so hard. And then the moment of your birth came and the midwife put you in my arms. You looked at me with wide eyes, as if you were asking, "And? How are you doing right now?" I was totally perplexed. Because your big brother was screaming like crazy. Even as a baby you clung to me more and later when you started crawling and walking you always sought my closeness. Sometimes when I came home from work you were sitting in the hallway by the door, saw me come in, threw up your arms and yelled "Daddy has to kiss Yibo." that was so sweet. So, even though you're 23 now and getting married in a few days, I still see that little guy running after me everywhere and clinging to my leg just so I'd take you everywhere. I want you to know no matter what, I will always be there for you. I love you Yibo and I'm happy for you that you're so happy and you're going to marry the man of your dreams."

I was totally touched when he told me about it. The story was not new to me because he told it to me many times, but now suddenly it touched me in a way I didn't expect.

It was the same the day before when my mother took me aside and said, "Yibo, I don't really have to say it because you know. I really love you and your brother. But, you a little more. You had always been my pride and joy. My handsome talented boy who always knew exactly what he wanted. The boy who set goals and worked hard to achieve his goals. No matter how many times you fell, you never gave up. And it's almost insane that you waited 6 years for your dream man and never gave up. As a mother, I couldn't be more proud and happy to have such an amazing son. I know I don't have to tell you that relationships and marriage take work and dedication, because you know all that yourself and I'm sure you and Zhan are doing great. I'm glad it's Zhan you fell in love with because I know he loves you as much as you love him. You two are made for each other and I am very excited to see how you approach your future together. I love you my handsome and talented son."

I thought that was it. But then my brother came up to me. He hugged me and said, "I know we have always fought more than anything. Yet I have always loved you little brother. I was often hard on you and teased you to push you. Because I always knew there was much more in you than you showed us. You proved again and again how much better you were and are than I could ever have been. I am very proud to be your big brother and I wish you already now, a loving, harmonious and chaotic marriage with your dream man. I love you little brother. And just so you know, my Cheng is cuter than your Zhan."

I laughed and replied, "I told you before, my Zhan looks like an angel, no one can compete with him! Your Cheng is cute, yes, but my Zhan is a thousand times cuter."

Hard to believe though, I'm 23 years old now. I've graduated from college. I work as a photographer and, I'm getting married to the man of my dreams in 9 days.

My now almost 3 years together with Zhan, have passed so quickly that it seems like it's only been a few days or weeks. My love for my fiancé, has not diminished for a moment, but grows with each passing day. Only 9 days left! I am so incredibly happy that the time has finally come. Finally we say yes.