Love goes east, marriage goes west

When Han Ziyi finished singing this song, Huo Miaomiao was stunned and wanted to say it without conscience. However, Huo Qingqing next to her first called her name: "Miaomiao -"

Huo Miaomiao was helpless. Knowing that his sister loved his brother-in-law, he had to say, "well, I'll open the door."

With that, she went to the door and turned the handle.

Han Ziyi stood at the door in a black suit. Huo Qingqing was distracted by the sun.

She was stunned for a few seconds, then smiled at him.

Huo Qingqing booked a suite in the hotel, so when she got married, the rest of the Huo family were outside the suite. When Han Ziyi came all the way, he already saw Huo Qingqing's father, Huo Chengliang.

For a moment, he remembered the scene of burying his parents

It can be said that at the moment, his mood is rolling. Until the moment I opened the door——

Huo Qingqing on the bed, wearing a wedding dress inlaid with broken diamonds, sat there quietly. Her face was young and quiet, but the green astringency at the bottom of her eyes was a little childish at this age.

At the moment he came in, she suddenly raised her head and smiled at him.

At that moment, he seemed to smell fresh grass in a trance, with morning dew, which calmed all the impetuosity in the bottom of people's heart.

He is a little absent-minded.

"Qingqing." Soon, Han Ziyi reacted and walked step by step to Huo Qingqing.

"Yes." Huo Qingqing only thinks that Han Ziyi today is more handsome than she has ever known. She was so cramped that her hands and feet became stiff.

"Miao Miao, this is for you." Han Ziyi first handed Huo Miaomiao a red envelope. Then, he turned to Huo Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, you won't send it, but -"

With that, he leaned over, put his hands by the bed, and then approached Huo Qingqing bit by bit.

Huo Qingqing looks at Han Ziyi's face getting closer and closer. Her heart almost jumps out of her throat. It makes her nervous and almost sweat.

Finally, his lips fell gently on her lips and stayed for two seconds. Then he moved a little distance and looked at her with his eyes down: "my bride, how beautiful today!"

Huo Qingqing's face turned red. She breathed in a panic. She didn't know what to say. Her body was already light, so Han Ziyi picked her up.

He took her step by step and walked out, her skirt trailing a long white snow wave behind them.

At the moment, Fu Xige also arrived at Qiao youyou's house.

Joe youyou's look today is actually what he helped her do when he came in advance. At the moment, she sat on the bed and asked LAN Xiaotang to hide her shoes according to the local customs of Ningcheng.

LAN Xiaotang asked several brain twists in a row, and Fu Xige answered correctly. Therefore, the next procedure is to let Fu Xige find his own shoes. If he finds them right, he can take away the bride.

Fu Xige's eyes swept the whole room. Because Qiao youyou's family had just bought a room, there were no furnishings. It seemed clear at a glance that there were few places where shoes could be hidden.

He looked around the cupboard and under the bed, but there was no sign of shoes. Fu Xige turned his head to the bed and narrowed his eyes: "fool you -"

Joe youyou guarded the tunnel: "I didn't hide my shoes -"

Fu Xige smiled: "I didn't say you hid, I just suddenly wanted to kiss you."

As he spoke, he leaned closer and closer to Joe youyou. While the lip was printed on her lips, his hand hit the itchy meat on her waist.

"Ah... Smelly mat..." Qiao youyou giggled: "dare to scratch me and see me clean you up later!"

However, before she cleaned up, a pair of high heels had been added to the singer.

He bent down and helped her put on her shoes. Then he picked up Joe youyou.

On the way, Fu Xige deliberately pretended to be laborious and joked: "Yo Yo, fortunately you didn't get married with a baby for a few months. You just had it. I feel you weigh a few kilograms!"

When Qiao youyou heard this, he stared at Lao yuan: "Fu Xige, do you think I'm heavy?"

Fu Xige leaned close to her cheek and kissed her: "it's heavy, but I think the meat is all grown on the chest!"

Joe youyou's cheek was hot and he reached out to pinch Fu Xige's chest muscle: "really? I think you've lost weight recently, and your chest muscles are small... "

Fu Xige always paid attention to his image. Hearing what Qiao youyou said, he immediately puffed up his muscles: "do you have any? I got up today and weighed myself. My weight hasn't changed! "

Joe youyou glanced: "Sao Bao!"

Fu Xige raised his eyebrows.

Half an hour later, two new couples came to the scene one after another.

Today, LAN Xiaotang and Yan Qingze are Fu Xige's bridesmaids and best men. A friend of Huo Miaomiao and Han Ziyi is their bridesmaid and best man.

This is Yan Qingze's second wedding and best man.

He followed Fu Xige to the stage and remembered that Su Shijin was standing opposite him when Shi Muchen married LAN Xiaotang.

At that time, they were married, but he hardly spoke to her.

Now, if I could say a few more words to her and not be so indifferent to her, would she believe that he really loved her when she received a call from Su Penghua that day?

There was a cheerful atmosphere around, but Yan Qingze felt some pain in her eyes.

At this time, the bridesmaid also appeared with the bride one after another, standing in different positions.

The host held the microphone and said to the crowd, "thank you for coming to today's collective wedding! I'm very excited today, not only because it's a rare group wedding, but also because today, whether it's the bride, groom, bridesmaid and best man, their looks are super high... "

At the moment, Han Ziyi listened to the host's words and inadvertently looked opposite.

Over there, LAN Xiaotang is standing next to Yan Qingze in a light purple Bridesmaid Wedding dress.

He suddenly realized that his ideals over the years had finally come true

In the past, he hoped that he could walk into the auditorium with LAN Xiaotang and look at her in her wedding dress. He took her hand and walked to the end of the stage bit by bit.

Today, at his wedding, she also came to the scene and walked to the end of the auditorium with him.

It's just that the person around him is another girl. And her identity is only half of his bridesmaids.

Han Ziyi is in a trance.

At this time, the host has finished the emotional part, and then his expression becomes serious.

Han Ziyi looks back at Huo Qingqing.

Huo Qingqing just looked up at him.

In the sun, her eyes were clear and bright, reflecting his shadow and the broken gold of the sun.

"Qingqing." Han Ziyi suddenly called her name: "will you regret marrying me?"

Huo Qingqing was stunned, then bit his lips and shook his head, his cheeks crimson.

Han Ziyi's heart moved.

The girl next to him will be his wife, and he will no longer be single after today.

From then on, the people he once insisted on pursuing will eventually be scattered at the end of the world.

He feels a little blocked in his throat.

"Ziyi, what's the matter?" Huo Qingqing was asked a strange question by Han Ziyi, so she couldn't help asking.

"Nothing." Han Ziyi smiled at her: "Miao Miao, have you brought all your certificates? We'll get the license after the wedding. "

"Yes." Huo Qingqing nodded. She pulled Han Ziyi: "the host is going to talk to us."

It's still the oath that I've heard thousands of times. When I saw it on TV in the past, I always felt that it was just a line. Now, when I stand at the end of the auditorium and hear such a question, Han Ziyi only felt that the original thoughts seemed to calm down.

Would you like to?

He listened to the host ask.

Han Ziyi raised his eyes and saw that all his eyes fell on him.

The scene was quiet, with his friends and a few distant relatives. Everyone is waiting for his answer.

Including, one of the eyes.

Han Ziyi seemed to feel that look. In a twinkling of an eye, he saw LAN Xiaotang looking at him.

For a moment, a non profound but extraordinarily long pain spread from the bottom of his heart.

"I will." He heard himself say.

Perhaps because he had just been silent for several seconds, people's hearts were raised. When they heard his answer, the atmosphere at the scene was relaxed again.

Bye, Xiaotang. Han Ziyi said to LAN Xiaotang in his heart.

Later, he had his own wife. Even if it was hard for him to forget LAN Xiaotang, he could only hide it in the bottom of his heart and let the dust of time and memory completely dust it.

Soon, the host asked Huo Qingqing the same question.

She raised her eyes and looked at Han Ziyi beside her.

Just now, he looked at LAN Xiaotang's action, and she saw it.

In fact, when they were together, she wanted to ask him many times. Didn't she like LAN Xiaotang? Did she really put it down?

However, he didn't ask her if she had put down Fu Xige, so the doubt in her heart seemed to have no chance to speak.

When Han Ziyi just looked at LAN Xiaotang, Huo Qingqing was still sad.

Originally, she thought she knew Han Ziyi's feelings for LAN Xiaotang and would not mind. At this moment, she envied the woman in the bridesmaid dress.

After the host asked the questions, all the people turned their eyes to Huo Qingqing.

Han Ziyi also looked over, his eyes warm and moist.

Huo Qingqing looked into his eyes and said to himself, Qingqing, this is your choice, isn't it? Since you can forget Fu Xige, he can also forget LAN Xiaotang, right?

All things, let's leave it to time!

She looked up and smiled at Han Ziyi, then nodded, "I do!"

Han Ziyi was shocked by Huo Qingqing's firm voice.

Does she really like herself?

He was shocked and unbelievable, but a trace of joy that could not be ignored surged up from the bottom of his heart.

Therefore, when the host said that the bride and groom could exchange rings, Han Ziyi took out the ring, put it on Huo Qingqing, raised her hand and kissed it gently.