A piece of red satin, the newcomer leads both ends.

The hall is full of new splendor, and the gongs and drums are noisy.

Qianxing's upright posture was always stiff, it was obviously his big day, but his expression was as indifferent as a walking corpse, the soft red satin was held in his hand, and they asked him to worship him, let him kneel and kneel.

A "send into the cave room" finally pulled back his consciousness slightly.

His empty eyes finally flashed slightly, and he suddenly clenched his hands, his fingertips against the palms of red satin. Bai Wei urged silently behind him, his eyes moved, and the slender and gorgeous figure at the other end forcibly tore his heart in half.

It seems to be a distant induction, like a traction in the dark.

He looked back suddenly, stunned into those eyes that were as indifferent as ice.

That's the woman he loved so much and promised his life!

At this time, the man stood quietly in the far corner, watching him marry someone else.

Twilight, sunshine......

None of the guests paid any attention to the groom, who suddenly froze in place, but more and more people surrounded him, even pushed him, and pushed him into the cave room.

……

In the crowd, only Jiang Xiaojun's sharp eyes stopped thoughtfully on the second son of the Qianjia who was hugged away.

"Eh! Isn't this Young Master Jiang! Why is this here?" someone around him recognized him, and his voice attracted a lot of attention from the surrounding area.

He bowed his head politely, and entered the banquet hall under their tudding. He is the young master of the Jiang family, and he is the bride's maiden family, so everyone pushed him to sit next to Qianyun as a matter of course.

"Young Master Jiang, please!" Qian Wan raised his wine glass to salute him, completely looking like a housewife.

In the midst of many applause, Jiang Xiaojun raised a cup to drink with her, but the rest of his eyes glanced at that corner. Under the gloomy sky, the back of the twilight sun turned away was very depressed, and he suddenly remembered that that day, the thousand families secretly visited, reminded, and reminded the old marriage contract, and he persuaded his stubborn little sister in the boudoir.

Xiaomei said: "It's not difficult for me to marry a thousand families. It's just that the little sister has something to ask for. On the day of the younger sister's wedding, please invite the second brother to go to the Moon Fan Workshop, no matter how you drag the owner of the Moon Fan Workshop. If she wants to come to the ceremony, my brother will bring her!"

"You and I, brothers and sisters, why do you need to see each other like this. Your business, the second brother will help you. At that time, he knew that his little sister didn't want to marry the son of a thousand families, but the family marriage was impossible to resist. He listened to his little sister's compromising words, and felt distressed for no reason, thinking that he could help her do it, so he helped her one more time, where did he think about her intentions.

Suddenly a thunderclap sounded outside the hall, followed by a raindrop the size of beans falling intensively.

And in the hall, the noise is still there.

Jiang Xiaojun tightened the wine glass in his hand, and everyone lined up to toast him.

……

Suddenly, the rain poured down.

Twilight descended the stone steps in despair, let the rapid raindrops fall mercilessly on her, and the roaring thunder accompanied by the sound of the rain in her ears made her head empty and her heart empty.

There was an extra pair of black cloth shoes in front of me, almost out of the water, soaking wet.

She looked up slowly.

Black cloth shoes, red robes, and narrow peach blossom eyes seem to be soaked in water, containing Yin Yin water vapor. The wet person in front of him, isn't it Mu Qingfeng?

But she looked at it again and again as if she didn't know.

For a long time, unintentionally or intentionally, she refused to think of someone. The man gave up his freedom for her, he gave up his appearance, and his heart and soul were only for her to live.

She refused to think about it again and again, what did Mu Qingfeng, who broke into the Peerless Valley alone, pay?

The red girl died, and Qianxing was poisoned. So, what about him?

remembered that in the past, he was dressed in a colorful cloud shirt, and his long hair was like a splashed ink landscape, indescribably romantic. Like that night, with the stars in the sky as the backdrop, and the night breeze as a song, he carried the red gauze lamp, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled wantonly, and the light that revealed the red gauze hit his clothes and face, which was so beautiful and fascinating.

And in front of ......

His gaze fell from the top of his bare head to his face, and Twilight Yang said abruptly: "Mu Qingfeng, you are so ugly......"

The rain was still falling heavily, and she hooked the corners of her mouth at Mu Qingfeng, her face covered with sinuous water stains.

heart, but there is a suffocating pain.

……

In the festive new house, after the happy lady finished the auspicious words, beckoned a group of girls, and left the room slowly.

It's really that the atmosphere in the new house is too weird and depressing, and the groom has a cold face all the time, she is afraid that she will say a few more words, not to mention the red envelopes for rewarding, and even the hard-earned money she should have is gone.

"Childe?" The door suddenly opened, and Bai Wei, who was guarding outside the house, let out a soft cry, and was greeted by the red silk that Qianxing had torn off in distraught.

However, she could not stop it, and by the time she tore off the red satin covering her face, the man was already far away. Looking back at the house, and then looking at the child's hurried back, she was so anxious that her palms were full of sweat.

Outside the corridor, it was still pouring rain.

Under the corridor, a long blue dress is gentle and quiet. Qianyun waited there quietly, as if she had expected Qianxing to leave early in the morning.

"Little uncle. She spoke up calmly, calling out to the thousands of lines who passed by her. They should be the closest and most trusted relatives to each other, but now they are as distant as strangers.

"Twilight has already left, and it was Mu Qingfeng who left with her. Qianxing didn't stop, she raised her voice, but her tone was still calm like a pool of undisturbed lake.

She turned and saw the stiff back. Walking slowly, I saw that the little uncle was pale, and his eyes that had always been plain and gentle were surging with complex emotions, and at the end of the day, little by little, they accumulated into a deep self-mockery.

There was a sudden pain in my chest.

However, as the descendants of a thousand families, they don't have a choice for many things, do they?

Thinking of this, Qianyun also laughed at herself in her heart.

"Is this what you want?" Qianxing frowned slightly, tilted his head to look at her, and asked the words as cold as ice.

When he agreed to Qianyun's marriage, he made a plan, no matter whether Duyang was reluctant to give up the Moon Fan Fang, as long as the wedding was over, he would take Duyang away and fly away. He could make up for it with a lifetime. All on the premise that he had to hide from Twilight that he was going to marry another woman, even though he didn't.

What kind of person Twilight is, he knows better than anyone else. The letting go on the shore of Baizi Lake made Twilight disheartened, so how desperate should Twilight be to see him marry another time this time?

He suddenly realized that he had really lost the twilight sun. This consciousness was born from the bottom of his heart, and that deep sense of powerlessness numbed his whole person!

Qian Wan listened to his words and laughed silently: "Little uncle, don't deceive yourself anymore. The most important friendship and responsibility of a thousand families, you are a member of a thousand families, you know better than anyone else, no matter who is married to you today, you will not abandon her. What's more, it was Miss Jiang's family, and from then on, the two families of Qianjiang inherited the same life, and the two sides depended!"

The calm words weighed like a thousand catties, and the thousand lines slowly covered the eyelids, and the sound of the rain in the ears became clearer and clearer.