Holding it in his hand, he opened it and glanced at it, Gong Shaoyu's three words came into view clearly, hesitated for a while, picked up the mobile phone on the side, slid his fingers on the screen a few times, found a familiar phone number, and clicked to dial......

The phone rang a few times before it was connected, and Gong Shaoyu's somewhat tired voice came from the other end, "Xinluo, is there anything wrong with calling me?"

Ye Xinluo's fingers subconsciously pinched into the phone, bit his lower lip, wandered in his heart for a while, organized the wording, and then spoke, "Shaoyu, I, I want to tell you something." ”

"What's the matter?" There was a "rustling" sound on the other end, as if he was looking for something, and after about half a minute, Gong Shaoyu's voice came again.

"Xinluo, you...... Is the thing you told me about your wedding?" Holding the calendar book in his hand, he rubbed it gently, today is the sixth month of the lunar calendar, and she will get married soon.

A flash of loss flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed the past, and smiled bitterly, "If it's this, I know." ”

The words behind "Shaoyu ......" stopped abruptly, and the fingers that grabbed the invitation subconsciously grasped it, and the words behind him were a little unsure of how to speak.

Isn't she a little selfish? Knowing what he thinks about her, she still hopes that he can come to her wedding...... However, they have known each other for four years, and she really regards Gong Shaoyu as her eldest brother, and it can even be said that she regards him as her own relative, and she wants him to appear at the most important time in her life.

I wanted to ask, "Will you come to my wedding?" but when the words came to my lips, I couldn't say anything.

The two of them were silent, neither of them had the intention of speaking first, I don't know how long it was, Ye Xinluo heard an inaudible sigh from his side, and then Gong Shaoyu's voice came into his ears, "What about the invitation? How can I go without an invitation? Where is the wedding venue? ”

"I ......" lowered his eyes, calmed his emotions for a moment, and continued to speak, "Shall I send you the invitation......?" I don't know yet, Beichen Rui didn't say. ”

"That's ...... Then send me the invitation, I still have something to do, hang up first. After speaking, as if he was afraid that she would hear something, he quickly cut off the phone.

Dropping his phone on the table, leaning back on his seat, he reached out and rubbed his aching brow, and after a while, he got up, went to the wine cabinet, and poured himself a glass of wine......

…

Early the next morning, Ye Xinluo went to the company, Beichen Rui, Mo Han and Xu Kun were not there, she was also happy, sitting in the pantry and chatting with Qin Yin.

"Xinluo, you're a little too much, you're going to get married in a month, but you don't even know where the wedding scene is?" Qin Yin glanced at her and couldn't help but tease.

Ye Xinluo picked up the water cup, took a few sips, and replied nonchalantly, "Ouch, I may be the most idle bride, I don't know anything, and I won't say anything when I ask him." ”

"That's not good? Who is busy when they get married? Have such a good husband, be content. ”

Ye Xinluo smiled, leaned in front of her, and stared at her face for a while, "Qin Yin, when are you going to find a boyfriend?"

"Huh?" Qin Yin was stunned for a moment and leaned back, "I...... It's still early, and besides, I still have a lot of things to do and I don't want to find a boyfriend. ”

Ye Xinluo: "What's the matter? What can you do as a girl?"