Watching the sea from the shore

Chapter 80 Letter to Wife

On the day of the wedding, Zhan Ping went to Ni Manhua's house early in the morning to make up for her and herself. When Ni Manhua got married, the bridesmaid was of course Zhan Ping. Zhan Ping sighed while doing makeup and hair for Ni Manhua. When I am happy, I go to Ni Manhua's house to sleep with her. When I don't want to eat alone, I am too embarrassed to go to Ni Manhua's house all the time. She feels that her youth lies in her putting foundation on Ni Manhua , Thrush, and blush are over.

When Ni Manhua attended other people's weddings, what she hated the most was the sensational part. She always felt that getting married should be a completely happy event, and those sensational scenes were just pretentious performances.

But when Zhan Ping sighed like this, Ni Manhua felt that his eyes were a little moist.

Ni Manhua opened his eyes wide, pointed at Zhan Ping in the mirror and shouted: "Don't tell me whether you have these things or not. Later, you will tell me that if you cry, you have to re-make up. From now on, my home will still be your home. You can come and leave whenever you want, and if you need me, I'll kick Lu Guanhai up on the ground and let you sleep on the bed."

Zhan Ping was amused by Ni Manhua: "Yes, you are really becoming more and more like me. Not bad. I don't worry about you being bullied after you get married."

Lai Hongtu walked in. He had dressed up in a serious way today, with hairspray on his hair. His suit had been ironed by Ni Manhua's mother, and he looked very energetic in it.

Before Lai Hongtu could praise Ni Manhua, Zhan Ping had already spoken to Ni Manhua: "When I threw the bouquet today, I threw it at him correctly and threw it at his head. I think his hairstyle is very suitable for flower arrangement."

Lai Hongtu looked around and after confirming that there were only three of them in the room, he touched his hair: "My sister got my hair style, please be careful what you say."

Ni Manhua smiled and still looked at Zhan Ping in the mirror: "I'd better throw the bouquet to you, Pingping. After all, there will still be someone to take care of you in the future."

"No," Zhan Ping refused decisively: "Non-marriage is the creed I believe in."

Then looking at Lai Hongtu, Zhan Ping added: "After all, there are not many good men in the world."

The wedding was held at noon. When Ni Manhua arrived, her eyes had been looking towards Lu Guanhai. Zhan Ping pinched her arm several times to ask her to be more reserved.

But Ni Manhua can't always control herself. She doesn't know why. Recently, she always feels that whether she and Lu Guanhai are separated for half a day, a day, or even a few hours, when they meet again, she will feel that they have not seen each other for a long time. I will miss him so much that even my breath is looking for him.

There are many kinds of scents around, including the scent of flowers, vanilla, cake and wine, as well as the scent of makeup and powder from Ni Manhua himself and various guests, but Ni Manhua is constantly looking for the scent of Lu Guanhai.

There was an open-air buffet of food and wine on the lawn of Lai Hongtu's villa, and people were already toasting and drinking together. This was similar to what Ni Manhua remembered when he attended open-air weddings in the past.But she also discovered many differences. For example, the shape of the style column at the entrance was designed to be in the shape of a book, with an LED screen installed in the middle. The pictures were changed to create the effect of turning the pages of a book, with many people watching there.

The songs that had been playing on the speakers were all sung by Ni Manhua's favorite singer. The familiar melody penetrated her ears, making her who was a little nervous relax a little.

When Ni Manhua was a child, he often imagined his wedding in his dreams, but the groom was always a vague outline. Sometimes he was riding a white horse, and sometimes he was holding a sword.

But when Ni Manhua and Lu Guanhai were together, the person in her imagination was replaced with Lu Guanhai's face, even if he didn't have a horse or a sword, he just walked up to her step by step. In front of him, Ni Manhua also felt satisfied.

The master of ceremonies was Wu Bo. He was very classy. He raised his hands and explained to everyone: "Look at our groom's feet and don't laugh. They are all for setting up our venue today, hanging decorations, carrying flower stands, and accidentally falling. This fall was an incredible one. It knocked away all the bad luck. This was God's praise for his hard work during this period. As the saying goes, if you can carry it with your shoulders, you can carry it with your hands. From then on, there is no doubt about love and our new couple will skip the disease. Skip the suffering and be happy for the rest of your life.”

Only then did Ni Manhua know what Lu Guanhai was doing during those busy days, why she didn't let her come over by herself, and why she reacted so strangely after returning home from injury that day.

Accompanied by Zhan Ping, Ni Manhua walked through the red carpet. She saw six arches decorated with flowers and plants. Every few steps, after passing through an arch, she would see some of her and Lu Guanhai held in wooden clips. group photo.

There is time on the back of the group photo. From the first photo Ni Manhua saw to the time she walked to Lu Guanhai, a full six years had passed by her in these few steps.

The newlyweds took oaths, exchanged rings, and gave speeches from their parents. Ni Manhua felt that kissing in public was a bit embarrassing. He had to cancel this part to give way to Lu Guanhai, but after the ceremony, when no one was paying attention to them, Lu Guanhai quickly secretly kissed them. Ni Manhua.

Ni Manhua blushed and pushed him and asked him, "Don't tell me you did this alone. I don't believe it."

Lu Guanhai said honestly: "Luo Tuo, Wu Bo, Xiangzi, and Zhan Ping all helped. My uncle has also been here a few times."

"My uncle also participated? You are quite capable."

Zhan Ping was originally looking at the excitement elsewhere, but turned to look at them after hearing the uncle talking, only to find that they didn't say anything.

Ni Manhua asked: "Where did Wu Bo's words come from? I don't remember the saying that he wrote them himself?"

"How can it not be possible," Zhan Ping answered: "It was written by Luo Zheli. You said that a person with such high literary attainments will become a geography teacher in the future. It is really strange."

Luo Zheli is the best man. He is also wearing a suit today, but he has not taken off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He really looks like a cultural man.

Luo Zheli didn't mind being teased by Zhan Ping. He pushed up his glasses and said lightly: "There is another person who can write who wants to be a doctor in the future. What's wrong with me becoming a geography teacher?"

The direction of Luo Zeli's words was obvious, and Zhan Ping suddenly remembered that Ni Manhua had not seen the content of this wedding that Lu Guanhai had prepared most carefully.

There were too many people surrounding the small flower column at the entrance. Now everyone was busy eating and drinking. Ni Manhua finally had time, and Zhan Ping didn't pull him to look at it.

When they went there, they only saw densely packed words on the screen. Ni Manhua couldn't understand it, until a few seconds later the "book" turned back to the first page, and Ni Manhua saw those three eye-catching big words - Mail Wife's letter.

Lu Guanhai's handwriting is very neat. Lines of handwriting in the book he sent to his wife record every detail of Lu Guanhai and Ni Manhua's experiences over the years since they met.

From Lu Guanhai's records, Ni Manhua discovered many habits that she had not noticed. For example, when there were a lot of beets on the table, she would drink soup. If there were a lot of pickles, she would most likely not drink it. Instead of soup, I will buy a cup of milk tea after the meal.For example, on a sunny day, she walks with her hands outside, but when it rains, she holds an umbrella with one hand and puts the other hand in her pocket unconsciously.

Lu Guanhai recorded many small details in life that are not easily noticed and wrote them in this book.

Ni Manhua blushed. She looked at the guests around her and complained in a shy tone: "Why did you write them out for so many people to see? I don't have any privacy at all!"

"How can this be considered privacy? I haven't written anything private..."

(End of this chapter)