Before Yingli had time to figure out all this, something that made her worry every day came.
That was Xin Yang's wedding, and she was finally going to face it.
Originally, early in the morning, she got up from the bed with a face full of reluctance, preparing for Mu Chenfeng to go for a morning run. Who knew that Mu Chenfeng reminded her that she didn't need to run in the morning today and that she would attend Xin Yang's wedding.
Such news is more painful than hearing that she has to run in the morning. After hanging up the phone, Yingli sat on the bed foolishly, her whole body was in a daze like the beginning of chaos.
Didn't it say it's the 3rd of next month? How could it be so fast?
Yingli glanced at the calendar on the table, the 3rd of September, which she circled in red, vividly reminded her that the time was correct. But for some reason, she suddenly didn't want to go. Sitting on the bed stupidly, he refused to get up for a long time.
She didn't get up to take a shower until Mu Chenfeng called to urge her.
Opening the closet, there are bright colors, especially white clothes, so many that she can't remember when she bought them back. It's just that after she was released from prison, every time she went to the street, as long as she saw good-looking white clothes in the wardrobe store, she would buy them desperately and wear them when she was in a good mood or in a bad mood.
And those gray and deep clothes, like her unbearable past, were all sent to the bottom of the closet by her, and she probably will never wear them again in this life!
Today's protagonist is Wen Xiaoyu, and she keeps reminding herself in her mind. After looking through it, she finally chose a white chiffon tube top mini skirt, her soft long hair was draped over her fair shoulders, and her beautiful face was covered with a little makeup, making her look even more elegant and refined. She also took off the necklace Jiang Hua gave her around her neck, leaving her whole body without any decorations.
This kind of attire will neither lose her etiquette of going to the wedding as a friend, nor will it allow her to steal the beauty and generosity of the bride.
And what she wanted to do was to make herself inconspicuous and transparent at Xin Yang's wedding. Even if she is hurt and sad, she has to hide by herself, licking her wound silently, and don't let others find out.
The moment he saw Yingli, Mu Chenfeng was completely lost. His affectionate eyes stayed on her body dully, and he refused to leave for a long time. The princess in his mind is really beautiful, like a fairy in the sky, who fell into the mortal world and brought warmth and love to people.
Yingli walked towards him slowly, only to find that he was standing by the car like an idiot, staring at her intently, she couldn't help stretching out her finger, gently picking his chin, teasing him: "Why, don't you know me?"
Mu Chenfeng stared straight at her, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, his eyes were filled with her figure, he gently brushed a strand of hair between her ears, then leaned over to her ear and whispered Said: "Li'er, you are so beautiful today."
Suddenly, Yingli blushed. Feeling her shyness, she was a little surprised. Usually, many people praised her for being beautiful, but for some reason, when she heard Mu Chenfeng's praise today, she regarded herself as a treasure like a primary school student who had been praised by a teacher.
Not long after, Mu Chenfeng drove her to Yafei's hotel. After getting off the car, Mu Chenfeng took her hand and said softly, "Are you ready?"
Yingli took a deep breath, tried her best to conceal her restless heart, smiled lightly, and held his arm tightly: "Everything is a foregone conclusion, I will not force myself, let alone someone who does not belong to me. "
Listening to her answer, Mu Chenfeng nodded in surprise. Although he was very happy that she could say that, he was still worried about her.
Yingli first came to Xiaoyu's dressing room with a gift, "Sorry, Xiaoyu, I'm late, congratulations." Then, she reached out and handed her gift.
After Wen Xiaoyu took the gift, she handed it over to the bridesmaid beside her. She took Yingli's hand in surprise, sat beside her, and said with a happy face, "Li'er, you're finally here. I'm so afraid of you." won't come,"
Being held so tightly by Wen Xiaoyu, Yingli suddenly didn't have the intimacy she had when she was in college. There was a chill on the skin on her arm, she withdrew her hand a little embarrassedly, and smiled awkwardly: "Today is a good day for your wedding, I will not stop coming."
"Thank you, really thank you, I am very happy to receive your blessing."
Seeing the happiness on her face, Yingli was also happy for her. God is fair, accidentally took away her legs, but gave her back a person she loves.
After Yingli sat down with her and talked a few words, she was urged out of the dressing room by the master of ceremonies, and the wedding was about to officially begin.
?In the end, the master of ceremonies stood on the stage with a microphone and said all the words of blessing, in short, they were all good words that made people want to cry. Yingli picked up the cup and drank the tea in it in one gulp.
At this moment, what she needs is hydration, and a lot, a lot of hydration is in her throat. Because she knew that she would definitely shed a lot of tears tonight, so she had to make up for it.
I didn't hear a word clearly, and my eyes stayed on Gu Xin and Wen Xiaoyu. In the past, he also made a vow to himself to grow old together, but now, the vow has been fulfilled, but the person has changed.
Yingli looked at the couple at the wedding, but Mu Chenfeng kept paying attention to Yingli all the time. Although before she came in, she had said that she would not force herself anymore, but her eyes still revealed the undetectable sadness in her heart.
Even if she had the slightest pain, he felt the same.
"Next, I invite the bride and groom to exchange rings." The clear voice of the master of ceremonies passed through the ears of everyone present.
Yingli just quietly looked at the two focal points on the stage. Suddenly, Gu Xinyang suddenly looked at her with a complicated expression, which she couldn't read. But after a while, he turned his face away, took the ring from the best man and put it on Xiaoyu's left ring finger gently.
Immediately afterwards, Xiaoyu also took the ring from the bridesmaid's hand, and put it firmly on Xin Yang's hand.
Xin Yang lowered her head, and under the witness of relatives and friends, she lowered her head and kissed Wen Xiaoyu who was sitting in a wheelchair. There were countless applause of blessings from the whole venue, and Yingli silently raised her hands and applauded along with everyone.
Today's Gu Xinyang, wearing a handsome white suit, under the light, looks like a prince walking out of a painting, gently kissing his bride.
At the same time, the man who desperately protected her no longer belonged to her. On this important day today, he became the patron saint of others.
Yingli looked at this most sacred moment, her eyes were a little red.
Glancing, she seemed to see Wen Xiaoyu throwing a smug and weird smile at her, shaking her head, Yingli thought she had misread, and wanted to see more clearly, but what she saw in front of her was only the happiness of a couple hugging and kissing each other.
I have to admit that this is an illusion, a dream.
Thinking that when she woke up from the dream, her fear and anxiety would disappear. But this happened to be the truth, and she was bleeding profusely from the stabbing. During the whole process of the wedding, she was in a state of wandering spirit. It seemed that if she was not careful, she might not even find her own heart.
Perhaps she wasn't the only one who was worried that she would lose her heart. Since Mu Chenfeng who was beside her brought her in, she had been holding her hand tightly, caring carefully about every bit of her heartache and sadness. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com