Shadow Bride

The wedding dress for her?

Su Xingyu stared at it, and saw that the wedding dress was gorgeous and beautiful. On the red satin bottom, the camellia flowers of different postures were spread out successively. The colors of gold and silver thread, peacock blue, and carmine were layered gently, and the beauty was amazing. . "I didn't expect my grandma to have such a craftsmanship. It's so beautiful," Su Xingyu said, a little flattered, "Is it for me? No, I and Lu Shifeng are already married..."

"You didn't have a wedding," the old lady interrupted her with a word. "What kind of bride is if you don't have a wedding?"

"This..." Su Xingyu was speechless. The old lady was telling the truth, but her marriage with Lu Shifeng was too hasty. Who would have thought of going to the wedding? Hearing what the old lady said, maybe she wanted them to make up a wedding, but she was unwilling. With Lu Shifeng's status and status, once it is reissued, it will definitely cause trouble in the city. From now on, her identity will be exposed, and there will be no birthday.

She said to the old lady: "It's fine now, there is no need for a wedding."

The old lady compared several yellow embroidery threads, and finally chose a goose yellow colored embroidered camellia stamen, and said: "Does the old lady embroider your wedding dress look good?" After comparing the embroidery thread, Su Xingyu found that light It is yellow in different shades. There are dozens of colors spread on the ground, not to mention other colors. The old lady changed a kind of heavy golden yellow. "That's right, now the times are different. You young people have long lost the tradition of wearing a beautiful wedding dress and a red hijab. Let this satin material change you to a cheongsam, wedding banquet. It’s also really nice to wear for a toast."

Su Xingyu lowered his head and said, "How dare I dislike what my grandma gave? I just can't bear to bother you, and it's really unnecessary."

The old lady put down the embroidery work in her hand and turned her head to look at her: "There must be a wedding. You are wronged by Shi Feng doing something wrong. The child is too strong and he refuses to obey the arrangement of the family to marry one. The right ladies married, and he hurried to marry you because he was angry with his family. But how can a girl's life be so sloppy? Grandma is the master and will give you a wedding."

Su Xingyu was surprised. She never understood why Lu Shifeng married her. Although she had asked him before, the answers he gave were always vague.

That's it.

He is not because of love-there is no such thing between them;

Nor is it to retaliate or compensate for Lu Shiyin's affairs;

He was just too arrogant and conceited and refused to use the power of his wife to achieve his career, so she was the best choice.

She feels complicated, proud of him, and distressed for him, but it is more of a kind of unspeakable sourness. It turns out that in his eyes, it doesn’t matter who she Su Xingyu is, as long as she is a powerless, powerless and statusless person. An ordinary girl like...Her life was turned upside down by his momentary intentions, for him, perhaps it was just a trivial episode.

She looked at the bright red wedding gown on the embroidered frame in front of her eyes, and the wanton blooming camellia burned her eyes.

The old lady looked at her and sighed slightly, knowing that what she said just now made Su Xingyu feel uncomfortable.

But for those words, she must say, she must dispel the girl’s too many fantasies about the Lu family man. In this matter, she has already suffered a loss. That time she was deceived and let her spend the rest of her life. She didn't want Mu Liancheng's descendants to suffer another loss. Lu family men have the same temperament, cold, cold, arrogant and unreasonable. Since they can't escape when they get married, then at least those unrealistic affections can be wiped out and the truth is seen as early as possible to protect themselves from the truth. The best way to hurt.

While it is now, it's not too deep.

The old lady said to Su Xingyu with pity: "Good boy, you live your life by yourself, take your time, and you will be happy."

happy?

Su Xingyu smiled bitterly, she didn't know what happiness was.

Her power is too small, and wherever the waves of fate push her, she can only settle down wherever she is, taking one step at a time.

"Lu Shifeng didn't let me be wronged," she told her grandma softly, "I don't want to have a grand wedding."

The old lady looked at her unexpectedly: "Oh?"

Su Xingyu said: "Grandma, please forgive me. I don't want to let people know that I am his wife so soon. He is a distinguished person, and his wife will attract attention no matter where he goes. Once the label of Mrs. Lu Jiashao is affixed. I can’t take it off anymore. From now on, my own career and all my own efforts will be buried under this label, and no one pays attention. That is not the life I want."

The old lady's expression was even more unexpected, but she smiled and exclaimed in just a short moment: "Only the descendants of Liancheng can say such a thing."

She understood what she meant and didn't want to exist as a vassal of Lu Shifeng.

"Then, let's postpone the wedding," Liancheng's granddaughter will always try her best to satisfy whatever she wants. "But Xingyu, you have to accept this wedding gown. Grandma will change it to a Chinese cheongsam for you. Important occasions, or meeting guests, are all very good.” She embroidered this wedding gown for decades. From a 28-year-old girl to an old woman, she was looking forward to wearing it with all her heart. The wedding dress was married to her beloved, but since the fire in the tea garden, everything has changed... She sealed up this half-embroidered wedding dress, and walked into the marriage hall with Lu Shifeng’s grandfather for decades, if not The eyebrows in front of him appeared like a girl with a city-like appearance, and this unfinished wedding dress might be rotten at the bottom of the box forever.

Because of Su Xingyu's appearance, the old lady wanted to finish embroidering it.

It belongs to Liancheng, and if Liancheng is not there, it belongs to his descendants.

The old lady's wrinkled hands cherishly caress. Touching the unfinished satin surface, it has been preserved extremely well for decades, and there is no trace of erosion by the years.

Su Xingyu watched the old lady's nostalgia. The camellia in full swing on the red satin made her faintly guessed something. When it came to this, it would be inappropriate to refuse, so she bowed her head and said solemnly to the old lady: "Thank you." Grandma, I will definitely cherish it."

"Good boy." The old lady smiled comfortingly, twisting another thread from her wrinkled hands, and embroidering finely.

Su Xingyu accompany her next to her, threading needles and threading for her, and lay hands.

She found that the old lady's embroidery was really beautiful, and it was a kind of calm charm after years of wind and frost.

She couldn't help saying, "Grandma, can I take a picture of you? You look so beautiful."

"Taking pictures?" The old lady was startled slightly, and remembered, "I heard people say that Shi Feng organized a street shooting contest for you?" Although the outside world doesn't know about these things, the Lu family pays attention to them from secret to secret. People who are in the situation of Feng's new wife at Lu Shi will naturally find out, and it is normal for any rumors to be passed on to the old lady.

Su Xingyu smiled suddenly: "Yes."

The old lady said: "This is the career you want to do? How is the situation now, what can my old lady help?"