On the platform on the top of the high-tech zone, Wang Dong announced to Fang Xuan his intention to get married. His house was already being renovated, and it would be his and Zhang Hua's new house, so it was not suitable for Fang Xuan to pass by.
"Have you really decided?" Fang Xuan's face was so gloomy that he could wring out water, his lips turned white, and he desperately sucked on the cigarette in his hand.
"Don't do this." Wang Dong smoked his cigarette and pulled him into his arms. He knew how Fang Xuan felt, because he also lost his composure when he heard about Fang Xuan's marriage. The kind of sadness that cannot be told to the world can only be tasted silently in the dark alone. It was a kind of forced to give up life due to helplessness. The only thing that belonged to oneself was artificially divided into several parts. Two people who love each other helplessly watch each other marry another woman and still smile and bless them. The feeling of not being able to cry but only laughing feels like a knife is stabbing at the body bit by bit.
Fang Xuan trembled slightly against Wang Dong's chest, his tears were quickly absorbed by the clothes in front of him, his head was blank, or rather, dark. He grasped Wang Dong's clothes in a daze, as if this way Wang Dong would not disappear. Every couple is selfish, and no one wants their lover to leave. He knew that this day would come sooner or later, but he was lucky that this day was still far away. Only when he really faced it did he realize that he had overestimated his ability to bear it. Don't say that men and men can't love each other. In front of love, there is no distinction between men and women. The relationship between him and Wang Dong is no less than those so-called romances between men and women. They are also living people of flesh and blood, and they also have the same emotions, but they cannot have the same result as a relationship between a man and a woman.
Wang Dong hugged Fang Xuan quietly, his mouth was tightly pursed, and his eyes that seemed to have no emotion showed a trace of loneliness. He didn't say anything to comfort Fang Xuan, they were not women, they didn't need those pretentious gestures, he believed that Fang Xuan could adjust his emotions, otherwise he wouldn't be a successful businessman.
Soon Fang Xuan raised his head, his reddish eyes shone with an unknown brilliance, and he asked with half certainty and half doubt: "We won't change?"
"Of course!" Wang Dong replied affirmatively, he never thought that one day he would be separated from Fang Xuan. Although he married Zhang Hua due to social pressure, he only loves Fang Xuan in his heart.
The wedding was scheduled for May 1st. A professional makeup artist came to Zhang Hua's home at 8:00 in the morning. Xie Yunfang brought out a few bowls of brown sugar eggs from the kitchen, "Master, would you like a bowl too?"
The makeup artist was not polite and ate with Chen Yan and the others. Eating this "bridal egg" is said to bring good luck for the year.
Today, Xiao Huang was Zhang Hua's bridesmaid. Originally, Chen Yan clamored to be a bridesmaid, but Zhang Hua laughed at her: "You are already a mother, and you are still a bridesmaid? Your daughter can be a flower girl." She had to sit down in dismay. While losing his temper, he blamed Zhang Hua for getting married too late.
Zhang Hua sat nervously on the chair. Today she will be the most beautiful bride, and she will also have the sweetest smile in the blessings of relatives and friends, but her eyes are full of fear after excitement. Is she getting married? Are you about to start a new family life with Wang Dong? She actually had an absurd feeling, hoping that this wedding would stop, she didn't want to face an unknown life, and she didn't want to leave the arms of her parents.
The makeup artist rubbed the foundation cream on Zhang Hua's clean face, spread it evenly and blended with her own skin color, making her face look more delicate and smooth. After drawing the ideal eyebrows one by one, the makeup artist signaled her to close her eyes slightly, and began to draw her eyeliner slowly. After drawing, the makeup artist gently wiped her eyes with her fingers to highlight the outline of her eyes. Then the makeup artist applied rouge to the cheekbones and under the eyes, and lightly brushed the eye shadow from the inner corner to the end of the eye, and then put on lipstick on her, and a stunning and beautiful face appeared in front of everyone. The make-up artist fiddled with her hands a few times, twisted her hair into a princess head, stuck on the exquisite crown, and pinned the veil behind the crown.
Zhang Hua put on Bai Jie's wedding dress, the soft satin dress with thin shoulder straps flowed down the sides, shining a slight sense of luster, and there were many golden decorations like stars on the side of the skirt, which was more dazzling and sparkling , to set off a noble and gorgeous image. She looked back, nodded with satisfaction, and walked out of the bedroom to show her beauty to everyone.
Xiao Huang opened her mouth wide: "It's so beautiful, I will also ask this makeup artist to do makeup when I get married in the future."
Chen Yan said contemptuously: "Our Huahua is very beautiful!"
Other relatives who came to the wedding in the living room praised: "Huahua is like a fairy."
Xie Yunfang and Zhang Weitao didn't speak, but looked at their daughter and smiled. There was relief, reluctance, blessing, and concern in that smile.
Zhang Hua suddenly felt her nose sore, she raised her head and looked up at the ceiling, forcing tears back into her eyes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com