The vice-captain brought his two little treasures, the son was five years old, the daughter was two years old, and the little boy pestered Carlos as soon as he came, and he had to let Carlos sign his little suit. The youngest daughter teased the captain's one-and-a-half-year-old boy.

Lilith and Louis sat on the woman's side, and the old gentleman said something to Sophia, and at the same time turned to look at Carlos, who had a happy face, and nodded and clapped his hands.

Louis is now slowly retiring from the classical music world, and although he is old, his fingers are still as nimble as ever, but he can't keep up with the body, and instead teaches theory at Curtis, and Lilith takes over his class as the new head of Curtis's piano department.

The old witch is wearing a fiery red dress today, black silk with red-soled shoes, the danko on her nails is provocative, and the lip gloss is also a brilliant color, and the sturdy male model boyfriend is holding her hand on the side, making the witch laugh.

A few playful children were gesturing with Zhou Ce, and Zhou Ce patiently explained to them that he was a doctor, with a very kind temperament, and liked to laugh gently, and the children quickly liked him.

He had dark marks under his eyes, which was exhaustion after the operation.

The pit bull that had been with him for a long time had died a year ago, and he sprinkled its ashes on Liu Mengya's clothed grave.

He has been single for a long time, and sometimes Su Qingjia jokes that he wants him to find a companion quickly, otherwise he will still be there when everyone has a baby. Zhou Ce just smiled and didn't reply.

This boy who was once wanton with youth seems to have fallen silent.

The children got candy from him and ran away satisfied, Zhou Ce looked at the exquisite altar and the old priest, and rubbed his temples.

The wedding celebration begins with melodious music. Laughing and running children, people chatting happily, from time to time look at the end of the red carpet, looking forward to the arrival of the bride.

In the dressing room, Su Qingjia had already prepared, and the makeup artist couldn't help but admire, "You are the most beautiful bride I have ever seen." ”

Su Qingjia pursed her lips and smiled, and the pear vortex on her face spread little by little.

She was very white, her skin was tender and smooth, so the makeup artist focused on painting her black eyebrows, and put on clear and sweet eye makeup, her red lips were the most vivid, her long black and thick hair was pulled up, and a white veil embroidered with roses was draped over her head.

Su Qingjia stretched out his hand and touched the outline in the mirror, and couldn't help but think of Carlos taking Rijkaard in before the makeup was good.

At that time, they were already stunned, and they didn't know if he would make trouble again.

The wedding dress on Su Qingjia's body was specially designed and customized for her by Valentino, with a bandeau design, revealing her beautiful collarbone, and at the request of Carlos, a picture was embroidered on the lace skirt. It was a huge cost, and it took the boarder more than a thousand hours to make it.

The painting depicts the well-known story of dragon slaying in Barcelona.

The beautiful maiden is imprisoned in the dragon's house, and the warrior overcomes all obstacles to successfully enter the flower house, and the dragon's blood splatters the land of Barcelona.

The skirts are covered by a veil full of roses, as if to herald their future full of romantic roses.

When the wedding dress designer talks about such an allegory, he can't hide his envy in his words.

"This painting was painted by Carlos himself, you see, this girl is the template you made." "If you zoom in on the veil, you can see 'B' and 'C' written on each petal. ”

This wedding dress took a lot of thought from Carlos, and during the intense competition, he did not forget to communicate with the designer every once in a while. Su Qingjia didn't do anything, and waited to get married with peace of mind.

Bringing a necklace and putting on wedding shoes, Ming Ling helped her gently cover her face with the white veil and put the bouquet in her hand.

"Mommy can't bear you, baby." Ming Ling hugged this delicate girl, "But you are so beautiful today, don't cry." ”

Su Qingjia held back her tears, took a long breath, and looked at the bouquet in her hand.

It is a fresh and vibrant pothos.

The wide heart-shaped leaves are gathered together, and the small white flowers are dotted with small and unique flowers.

Pothos has a different meaning for them, the pot of pothos that Su Qingjia gave Carlos nine years ago is still growing, but because it is too prosperous, this plant has been transplanted to the garden, and now at the foot of the bed in the bedroom is the seedling of cuttings.

The crystal high heels fit very well, Su Qingjia walked out of the door in small steps, Su Jingkang saw his daughter come out at the door, sighed heavily, and then smiled with relief.

"Dad will hold you later, don't be afraid." Su Jingkang didn't wait for her to reply, so he babbled to himself, "Isn't Dad very handsome today, I think I'm more handsome than Carlos, if in the future, he treats you badly, murders you, and makes you angry, you sue Dad, Dad will help you beat him, and when Dad retires in the future, Dad will help you take care of the children, Carlos is so stupid, but don't be spoiled by him." ”

"He doesn't dare to make me angry." Su Qingjia replied.

Su Jingkang stopped breathing for a while, opened his mouth, and was a little at a loss for a while, and then said sullenly: "Dad is just such a daughter as you." ”

Many memories suddenly came to his heart, and Su Qingjia turned his head to look at this still handsome man.

He seems to have started to turn white.

In my memory, my father was always light and breezy, when he was young, he would be jealous with her boyfriend, and he would set a curfew time for her, when he was studying in the United States, Ming Ling said that when he sent her away, Su Jingkang drank a lot of wine alone, and then cried.

She had never seen her father cry, but at this time, she felt the loneliness in him.

Su Qingjia hugged the man who had loved her for twenty years, and she was almost as tall as him in high heels.

Su Jingkang patted her on the back, then took her hand, walked out, and commanded, "Don't be afraid, Dad will hold you." ”

Lead you through this last stretch of the road and give you over to another man who loves you.

The flower girls are children in an orphanage, and they don't know what a wedding means, but the taste of cake and candy makes them all happy.

The little flower girls wore white dresses or suits, and held her skirts in a foolish manner.

Su Qingjia looked at her side - she didn't have a bridesmaid, and she wore a bracelet designed in Liu Mengya's album on her wrist.

They had agreed to walk to the priest together and pray together, and she would walk on the red carpet today with the girl's vision.

As I walked out of the archway, the rain of flowers fell from the sky and the music began.

Su Jingkang signed her hand very tightly, and the people sitting in the guest table were all familiar to her, but inexplicably it made her nervous.

Carlos was waiting for her at the end of the red carpet.

She wanted to run as fast as she could, but she wanted to stay still, and her steps were slow and small.

Although I was apprehensive when I received the certificate, it was far less complicated than the emotions I have now.

She didn't dare to look at the faces of the people around her, just stared intently at Carlos, who was standing straight.

One step, two steps, three steps...... Carlos's face grew clearer as she saw the dimples on his face and his right ear shaking.

Su Qingjia was nervous, and Carlos was not much better.

He struggled to breathe steadily, but he was sweating all the time, and his back was wet - more intense than any game he'd ever had.

He couldn't hold his mind anymore.

If it weren't for the pervasive scent of flowers and music telling him that this was the wedding he had been preparing for a long time, he might have run to the girl who was walking towards him.

When she walked in the doorway, he stopped breathing for three seconds.

Oh, she's so beautiful.

Carlos racked his brains and thought of many, many adjectives to express his feelings at the moment, but he couldn't learn Spanish literature well and couldn't come up with it.

Su Qingjia walked extremely slowly, as if every step was stepping on the tip of his heart, tickling. The tattoos on his chest were about to melt away, condensing into hers.

He really wanted to roll up this red carpet, make it shorter, let her go faster.

Her long wedding dress dragged to the ground, and the rain of roses that fell seemed to bloom on her, and the story of the dragon slaying on the wedding dress was born and sprouted.

A long time ago, he had thought that if the girl who lived in Batlló's apartment was as beautiful as she was, he would work towards his goal even if he shed his last drop of blood.

After running on the green field for several years, he waited.

Su Qingjia walked in front of him, through the white veil, he could still feel the sparkle in her eyes, and he was alone.

Su Jingkang looked him up and down for a long time, and finally smiled and said, "Be kind to her." ”

Thousands of words of advice have only one purpose.

Carlos nodded solemnly and took Su Qingjia's hand.

It's so cool. This is how Carlos feels.

Lots of sweat. This is Su Qingjia's feeling.

The moment they looked at each other, no amount of nervousness melted into nothing, and the two laughed in unison.

Carlos carefully tugged at the hem of her skirt and pulled her towards the Holy Altar.

The priest was dressed solemnly and solemnly, and all the guests stood up.

The old marriage vows have witnessed the marriage of many people.

I knew what the next sentence would be, but at this moment, this moment, it came out of the priest's mouth, as if it were God's whisper.

In Carlos's anxious and expectant eyes, Su Qingjia said, "I do." ”

The words seemed so heavy that Carlos smiled from ear to ear when he put the ring on her, and kissed her on the back of her hand rudely.

The pair of rings is golden, and the gold that never fades bears witness to their lifelong love.

When the applause rang out, Carlos hurried to see the priest.

The priest also knew what he meant, and said with a smile: "Now the bridegroom can kiss the bride." ”

Carlos nodded gratefully, tiptoeing to lift her veil, Su Qingjia's face was crimson, and she looked at him coquettishly.

The little golden retriever soul was about to fly away, licked his lips, and then leaned in.

At this moment, the groomsmen collectively whistled, interrupting the good thing.

"Don't worry." Oleg said.

"Ahem, Carlos, gifts, gifts!!" Shen Ke pointed to the big screen and reminded, there was some hatred in his voice. What a fool, when he saw a beauty, he forgot all the arrangements.

Carlos reacted at this time, the good thing was interrupted, he glared at the nine best men, reluctantly let go of Su Qingjia, scratched his head, and said, "I, I'll give you a gift......"

He nodded in the direction of the second floor, and then the big screen on the court slowly came to an end.

The guests exclaimed, then looked over.

After a blur, the picture began to clear, the beginning of the film was a white patch, and then slowly a golden font emerged - "I dreamed of a doll, and one day, God sent me an angel." "The font is Chinese, Western and English.

The film begins to advance, and the soundtrack is "Blossoms".

At the beginning of the painting is a pencil sketch, in which the boy is very young, and his eyes are looking out of nowhere, and he is extraordinarily gentle. This is the "Pretty Boy" that Carlos treasures, it is very well preserved, and the paper is still clean.

The second subtitle also began to emerge - "Someone on Las Ramblas painted me a picture that I wanted to give to you, but I didn't dare to say it." Later, I also learned to draw, and there was only you in the painting. ”

The film begins to change, as if the pages of a book are being turned.

Another sketch of a vast green field and a little girl in a skirt smiling sweetly. The brushwork was not the same as the first one, and everyone realized that it should have been painted by Carlos himself.

The subtitles did not appear again, and the vivid paintings were displayed on the big screen, each of which was a different form of Su Qingjia's appearance, as the girl in the painting grew up, the painter's brushwork became more and more proficient, which was vivid.

He painted many, many paintings, and everyone couldn't take their eyes off them, and "Blossom" has been repeated many times.

Su Qingjia leaned on his shoulder, feeling his warmth.

The bits and pieces of their journey are all presented in these sketches.

Finally, the third subtitle appeared - "I have drawn 1,763 of you, but I will never be able to draw the most beautiful you in my heart." ”

The picture becomes the scene of the pages of the book turning again, and the first picture of the green field and the little girl is once again presented.

The sketch began to take on color, and the girl's skirt was as green as a green field, fluttering in the Mediterranean breeze.

"The first time I saw you, your skirt was the same color as the green field, and it was the color I longed for."

"I want to tell you once again, every goal I score is only for you."

The screen gradually went black, and at the same time, the sky-blue curtain that had obscured the seats fell.

A giant poster was displayed in front of everyone.

On the right side of the poster is a picture of a colored little girl and a green field, and then there is a spread of roses all the way, and what catches my eye is Su Qingjia in white gauze is still standing on the green field, her skirt is floating like a wave, and she is smiling at a place-

There was the back of a man, wearing a red and blue jersey, the word number 23 was bright and eye-catching, and the black and white football rolled towards the girl.

The screen that had been black lit up again with subtitles - "The thousandth seven hundred and sixty-four you, I will always love you." ”

The last thing that appeared was his chest tattoo - "Yonaciparaquererte, Su Qingjia" (I was born to love you).

"Kiss one, kiss one!" The groomsmen first woke up from the shock of the film and the poster and coaxed loudly.

Su Qingjia wrapped his arms around Carlos' neck and sent the red lips on.

Champagne foam rises into the sky, and even more brilliant roses begin to fall.

Dreams start here, and love sprouts here.

Fate is sometimes so magical, going around and giving you the best one.

――END

"[Rebirth] Every Goal is Just for You"

BY11 o'clock to sleep