Yanzi is wearing a white wedding dress at the moment, with a white gauze bun, and makeup on her face, I don't know if it's a makeup problem, or my reason, I feel that Yanzi is completely devoid of the simplicity and innocence of her youth and youth at the moment, but reveals an endless wind and frost and the kind of wind and sand that should not belong to her years.

When I was in junior high school, I was in the same school as Yanzi, and Yanzi was so simple, introverted, and cute, her face would be red when she spoke, and her red face was very cute.

Yanzi also looks not the same as before, I have a feeling of indescribable strangeness, maybe it's the change of the years, maybe it's me who has changed, but I don't know.

Yanzi sat between me and Ning Meixuan, Ning Meixuan held Yanzi's hand, and the two of them were laughing and talking.

Yanzi always asks me from time to time, and I always answer absent-mindedly.

The past stories we talk about each other seem to be telling other people's stories.

But I felt that it was all so far away from me, so far away.

I want to grab something, I want to see what it is?

Is it Yanzi, is it a wedding dress, or is it this wedding?

I don't think so, I looked at Yanzi's face and realized that although she was smiling, she was no longer the little girl I knew about going to school behind my ass, and she no longer had that innocence.

Some are just traces of time, and these traces are very faint and obvious on the face.

I suddenly realized that it was youth.

Am I not the same?

I don't know when, I also lost that innocence, lost that innocent smile, and got farther and farther away from that youth, leaving only a faint trace of the wind and sand of the years, and memories. When I grow up, how many times will I remember those happy times in my childhood?

I remembered again that when Yanzi and I were young, we didn't think about what would happen when we grew up, and when we grew up, it seemed that it was just like this.

I found myself feeling a little melancholy, and I shouldn't have been like this at Yanko's wedding.

I pinched my face and forced myself to smile.

I also understood another truth, this kind of forced laughter used to be how much I hated, but as I grew up, I became such a person, and I became more and more familiar with it.

Outside the window, the sun had fully risen, most of the guests had come, and the room was full, and there were people around Yanko, and I couldn't see her face clearly, but I knew it was very lively.

Ning Meixuan and I were pushed aside.

I looked at Ning Meixuan's face, but I felt that Ning Meixuan was very simple, maybe it was my hallucination, maybe it was the difference between people in big cities and people in the countryside.

Ning Meixuan and I walked out and stood at the living room window on the second floor, where there was no one.

I don't know when I've lit the cigarette, but I can't help but laugh as I look at the cigarette and the wisps of smoke rise.

I remembered the dream that Yanko used to talk about when she was a child, and she pouted and said, I want to be a teacher.

I laughed at her, what's so good about being a teacher?

She said that when she became a teacher, she let those who were disobedient and did not study well be punished every day.

And now this dream of hers may have become a joke.

I have already seen the fate of Yanzi, get married and have children, and live for the rest of her life.

I often wonder what is the difference between time and time? I still don't quite understand.

I still clearly remember a sentence: "No matter how big things I thought were when I was a child, when I grew up, it would not be worth mentioning." "I get it.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a burst of jubilant suona outside, the sound of firecrackers, the roar of cars, the noise of the crowd, and laughter, intertwined.

I know that at this time, it should be the groom who comes to pick up the bride, and now is not the time to sigh, I should go down to help.

When I walked to Yanzi's room, there were still a lot of people inside, but here I could see Yanko's face, and there was not excitement and joy on her face.

How can you be happy if you marry someone you don't like?

Yanko seemed to see me, and I smiled at her, I should give her encouragement. She smiled at me too.

Ning Meixuan and I walked downstairs.

The courtyard and outside the gate were already full of people, many of them from the village, most of them women and children, and the head of the family must have gone to the big city to work to earn money.

And on the road outside the door, there were two trucks parked, two cars, the trucks were full of people, the cars were wrapped with big red flowers, and balloons, and the groom, that is, Ryoko, stood next to the car, a little overwhelmed, smirking, holding a red umbrella in his hand, and a bouquet of flowers.

In the countryside, the scene is already touching and imposing.

We don't have any cars in our village, so they should have been borrowed or rented from the city. Later, I heard that this truck is two hundred at a time, and the car is five hundred, which is not expensive.

Ryoko saw me and smiled at me, and I smiled at him too.

Although Liangzi is ugly, he is very honest, and most people in the countryside are like this.

Someone who was supposed to be his relative or cousin walked over and said a few words to him, and then Ryoko walked into the courtyard in that ill-fitting suit.

Behind him were several bands with horns and a man with a small video recorder, recording something.

A group of people around were following the noise, and Ryoko was crowded up to the second floor.

I was behind the crowd, pulling Ning Meixuan, and saw someone on the second floor grabbing out handfuls of red candy, red peanuts, and red dates, swaying towards the crowded courtyard, and a group of women pulling children to rush to the crowd.

I'm also from the countryside, but I'm disgusted by it.

But when I walked up to the second floor and looked down on the crowd to see an old grandmother holding a handful of candy and handing it to someone who was supposed to be her granddaughter, my heart twitched. Because I saw the girl laughing and peeling off a candy and not eating it, but handed it to the old woman, and the girl saw that the old woman waved her hand and did not want it, and immediately pretended to be pitiful and angry......

I hurriedly opened my eyes, I didn't know whether I was happy or moved, I had an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Maybe I was looking forward to it when I was a child, or maybe I didn't care when I grew up, but here, I didn't feel very lively, I just had the heart to worry about Zhang Yan's future.

I followed the crowd of people who were moving furniture and dowries, and took out one thing after another, washbasins, towels, quilts, cabinets, tables, cutlery......

I don't know how many things there are, I'm busy working, and I don't know what's important.

Then I saw my aunt and uncle, Yanzi, Ryoko, and a large group of people behind me coming downstairs.

The photographer came out from the rear, directing something in front of the crowd.

Then, my uncle took Yanko's grandmother and walked over. I also called her grandma, and she had tears all over her face.

I realized that I hadn't seen her for so long, and when I saw my grandmother's tears on her face, I instantly understood that it was not only my parents who were reluctant and worried, but also my grandmother.

She endured so much pain that she decided to hide from crying, it was her granddaughter's big day.

I suddenly felt that this is not life after all, why do I see on TV, whenever my daughter gets married, those parents are always so happy, but in reality, I never find out?

No one wants to see a loved one they have loved for so many years suddenly want to leave their side.

I don't understand that those fake TV series like that are so loved by people, maybe it's just that they are running away from something, maybe it's because they don't want to accept reality.

There were several benches in the courtyard, my grandmother sat in the center, my uncle and aunt were dressed very brightly and solemnly, sitting on both sides, Ryoko and Yanko, one in a suit and the other in a wedding dress, standing in the back.

The video master stood not far away and was ready to take pictures and videos, surrounded by some officials, laughing and talking.

My grandfather left early, and my uncle didn't have any brothers and sisters, so there weren't many people taking pictures, and there were only these few people in the family portrait, and it didn't take long.

As soon as I finished filming, Yanzi ignored Ryoko intentionally or unintentionally, and ran towards me instead.

When I noticed, Yanzi had already pulled me and Ning Meixuan to stand in front of the camera lens.

"Must be happy!" Yanzi left this sentence and ran back behind the cameraman, and in the camera, only me Ning Meixuan was left.

When Yanzi pulled me and Ning Meixuan to the camera, and when I saw the camera, Ning Meixuan and Yanzi were laughing at me.

In the camera, I opened my mouth, twisted my head, and looked stunned, while Ning Meixuan was pouting and staring at me, neither of them looked at the camera, they were both looking in one direction, and coincidentally, the moment the camera froze, Ning Meixuan's eyes and I were very big.

Yanzi said that it was so ugly to shoot again, and Ning Meixuan said that it was very good-looking.

I was too troublesome to refuse, because weddings are the most important thing now.

While we were still talking, I saw Ryoko running over with a red face, picking up Yanzi and walking out.

At the same time, the noisy and melodious suona sounded, and the people in the yard also surrounded it.

I saw Yanzi's reluctant eyes in the crowd, and I felt a sense of concern for my loved ones.

Ryoko hugged Yanzi and got into the car with big red flowers in the front, and there was a cheer around him.

My aunt and uncle beckoned everyone to get into the car, one truck carrying the dowry, the other pulling people, and my aunt and uncle finally sat in the car in the back.

I was at the back, squeezed into the fully loaded truck. At this time in the countryside, no one dares to manage it, and it can't be managed.

The roar of firecrackers, the roar of cars, the noise of the crowd, the sound of suona, the sound of laughter in the distance, the car slowly left.

I looked at the village that was gradually moving away, and Ning Meixuan sat in Yanzi's car and solved my worries.

But my heart has never been able to let go.

I feel like I'm an executioner at the moment, pushing an otherwise happy person to an unhappy place.

I remembered that when I was in the yard of my aunt's house just now, when Yanzi pulled me and Ning Meixuan to take pictures, I remembered my daze.

Because I saw that Yanzi's smiling face was full of makeup that had been stained with tears, and her red eyes.