When the iceberg is sweetened by me

Chapter 582 Hanchu Extra Story 5 He just likes Beiyan, it can't be someone else
Some people have seen the nine-color starlight and know who she is, but some elders don't know.

Moreover, Luo Gucheng and Meng Zixian were still wandering around her. This scene made several overseas Chinese who came from overseas look unusual.

When the wedding ceremony is over, everyone is dining.

Mencius Xian was pouring a drink for Bei Yan, when someone patted his shoulder lightly, and an old man's voice came from behind him: "Young man, is there anyone sitting in this seat?"

There were eight people at a table, and those who came from the imperial capital just sat seven. It happened that there was an empty seat between Mencius Xian and Luo Gucheng, and no one dared to come over.

After the voice fell, Meng Zixian and Luo Gucheng turned their heads at the same time.

Mencius said calmly, "No."

But Luo Gucheng's eyes suddenly trembled fiercely, his lips and teeth whispered, and he hummed a title: "Grandpa."

The visitor was an old man with all white hair, wearing a Chinese tunic suit, and leaning on a cane.

All of a sudden, Meng Zixian's expression also changed, and he subconsciously looked at Bei Yan.

Wen Xinhou sat in this position.

The arrival of an elder interrupted the young people's chat just now and made the atmosphere very awkward.

But elders are elders after all, Wen Xinhou first smiled warmly, and then pretended to be sharp and said to Luo Gucheng: "Hey, do you still remember my grandfather?"

Luo Gucheng didn't speak, he looked gloomy and stared straight into grandpa's eyes.

Wen Xinhou was taken aback by him, and then laughed and said, "Why do you look at me like that, you really forgot about me?"

Luo Gucheng swallowed his Adam's apple, but still didn't say a word.

Wen Xinhou didn't talk to him anymore, but turned to Mencius and said enviously: "Son, I think you look familiar, do you have something to do with Suo Ling'er?"

Suo Ling'er is a nickname of Meng Zixian's grandmother, which is only known by people of his time.

Mencius nodded, "It's my grandmother."

"Let me tell you, you look so much like her daughter Gu Manman."

Mencius replied enviously: "The old man is my grandmother's friend?"

"It's more than just a friend." Wen Xin smiled thickly, "My youngest daughter is still your grandmother's apprentice."

As he spoke, Wen Xinhou's expression changed, and the old man sighed heavily, "I guess you don't remember, I sent a white-haired person to a black-haired person, and the child is long gone."

The old man was regretful, but his seemingly natural words made both Meng Zixian and Luo Gucheng have their own thoughts.

Mencius paused for a moment, then said a word of condolences to the old man, but there was no more to say, and then he helped Beiyan set up the dishes seriously.

Wen Xinhou's eyes fell on Bei Yan who was serious about eating without listening to the left and right.

He saw Beiyan clearly, and after looking at it for a long time, he smiled and said to Mencius: "Is this little girl with a bald head who looks as beautiful as a star, your sister or your girlfriend?"

Mencius didn't stop picking up food for Bei Yan, but he also replied, "It's my girlfriend."

The old man nodded: "Blessed, really blessed!"

He spoke cheerfully, he didn't look at Meng Zixian, but at Beiyan.

I don't know what he is talking about, who is blessed.

Luo Gucheng had his own ideas, and finally took the initiative to say something to his grandfather, but it was not a good thing.

"I said you, don't stay with your old people well, what are you doing here with us young people, do you have a common topic with us, there is nothing to go where!"

After the words fell, he paused, "I'll see you tonight."

Wen Xinhou's expression froze, and a smile bloomed on his face.

Looking at Luo Gucheng's eyes that were gradually dimming, "Grandpa didn't want to disturb you, but saw a familiar child, remembered the person who passed away, and wanted to take a closer look."

After finishing speaking, the old man stood up and continued to mutter as he walked out: "My body is getting worse day by day, but fortunately my eyes can see clearly, I didn't admit my mistake, I didn't admit my mistake..."

From the perspective of others, he may be talking about Mencius Xian.

Because the old man just mentioned Meng Zixian's grandmother and mother.

After Ke Luo Gucheng and Meng Zixian glanced at each other again, their eyes fell on Beiyan in tacit understanding.

The old man did not go to other seats to sit, but walked to the bathroom silently.

Luo Gucheng was a little worried, so he got up and followed.

The old man stopped at the door of the bathroom.

Those hands, as old as yellow bark in late autumn, took out a pocket watch from the inner pocket on his body.

Luo Gucheng was much taller than his grandfather. Even though he was a little far away from his grandfather, he could still see what was in the cover of his pocket watch.

a photo.

A photo of a beautiful woman and a beautiful girl.

The beautiful woman was his grandmother who passed away long ago.

And that beautiful girl had short ear-length hair, was wearing a British school uniform, and had a face very similar to Bei Yan, whom he had met not long ago.

Grandpa stared at the old yellowed photo, and after a long time, he raised his arm and stretched it out in front of his eyes, then slowly put it down again.

Then, with staggering steps, he turned around slowly, left the bathroom, and walked towards the old friends who brought their families to the wedding, all alone.

Luo Gucheng hid aside, looking at his relatives who were apparently very close but were actually far away, his thoughts tumbling.

If he has done many willful wrong things so far, and had many arrogant and conceited thoughts, but there is one thing, he feels that he recognizes himself very clearly.

That is, until now, he is still a complete loser.

He couldn't keep anything, and he didn't dare to keep anything.

……

After a long time, Mencius envied Luo Gucheng's return, and said something strange to him.

"If you have the heart, go and accompany the old man."

Luo Gucheng still smiled coldly: "What kind of heart?"

Mencius envied: "Don't you care about the elderly? Luo Gucheng, since you have relatives, why do you treat yourself like an orphan."

Luo Gucheng heard it, stared at Meng Zixian for a long time, lowered the tone of the hoarse subwoofer, and said: "You are such a happy person, you won't understand..."

"After so many years, I have lost the ability to 'maintain'. I used to only have Shui Rao, and I only had her."

"If in the past, Shui Rao had something to do with you, maybe we would change the way we get along now."

If, you are the person I rely on and she can rely on.

So, after she leaves this world, can I still rely on you?

However, Mencius Xian did not give Luo Gucheng this if.

But Luo Gucheng didn't say anything clear, but Meng Zixian understood.

Maybe, it would be good to change the way of getting along with Luo Gucheng.

But he raised his hand and rubbed Bei Yan's prickly head, and said with a light smile, "Even if she is still alive, with me, there is no such thing as that."

He just likes Bei Yan.

It will not be someone else.

……

Although the wedding was private, some guests still streamed the wedding process to the Internet.

People from all walks of life analyzed the design style of the wedding scene, the building materials, the wedding dress of the main character, etc., and found that this was a grander wedding than the grand wedding held by the richest man in a certain country.

But for Mu Jinhan, he was afraid that such a wedding would not be enough.

Because this wedding is not only a lifelong ceremony for Chu Yan, but also an explanation for his love for her for ten years.

With the blessings of relatives and friends at the wedding, they swore to bid farewell to the pain of the past. From today onwards, they are about to start a new life.

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("No Fear of the Cold", volume, end.)
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