It was night, Zhao Xiangnong sat on the carpet in the room, she didn't know how Xia Xiaochun got her mobile phone number, at first, Xia Xiaochun's words were still more rational, nothing more than those words like I really love him, Zhao Xiangnong said something to Xia Xiaochun: "What? Those wedding images of me and the original embroidery make you can't sit still, in your imagination, when your friend tells your sweetheart about the tragic experience after you lost your child, your sweetheart will definitely appear in front of you, but in fact, no, not only did you not have the so-called marriage partner who appeared in front of the world in such a sweet manner, so, are you in a hurry? ”

After these words, Xia Xiaochun yelled as if he had taken the wrong medicine, and said incoherently something similar to "Zhao Xiangnong, you turned me into a bad woman." "That's the case.

When Xia Xiaochun emphasized such words for the nth time, Zhao Xiangnong finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Dear Miss C, what you need to figure out is that it is Bai Yuan embroidery who turned you into this, not Zhao Xiangnon!" Moreover, that real victim is me! It's me, stupid woman! ”

Unable to bear it, Zhao Xiangnong hung up the phone.

The phone rang again a few minutes later, and Zhao Xiangnong picked up the phone.

After that, Zhao Xiangnong couldn't forget that voice for a long time, Xia Xiaochun's voice was so weird that it was like the dying struggle of an old house in disrepair before a hurricane came.

"Zhao Xiangnon, I hope you will also become a person who has never been happy like me."

Pressing the shutdown button, Zhao Xiangnong put the phone back in its original place, shrugged his shoulders, rested his head on his knees, and looked sideways at the night outside the window.

The day after tomorrow, she will marry Kashiwahara embroidery.

What are the odds that two people will not get along with each other when they die of old age? The world's population has surpassed seven billion, and Chicago has a population of nearly three million

, Among so many people, many people can't have a relationship in their lives, is the one she saw riding a motorcycle in the car today Song Yuze? When she saw it for the first time, she thought that person was very similar to Song Yuze, and then she said to herself, Bai Yuan Xiu was still holding her hand, is it Song Yuze What does it have to do with her, they are destined to be old and dead people who do not get along.

However, the terrible thing is that she still got out of the car, her eyes crossed the vast sea of people and searched anxiously, she just wanted to see that person, she said to herself, just take a sneak look, just take a look.

However, that glance did not land, because that unsettled glance made her heart flood with crazy thoughts: go to his house, just take a look, look at it secretly.

Luckily, Miss Rice reminded her of the need to visit the gift shop at a critical time.

Zhao Xiangnon looked at the night, her heart became heavier and heavier as time went by like the night, and she exhaled softly, Zhao Xiangnong left her room, and many times she would involuntarily slow down her steps, and then a lighter corridor to her mother's room.

Hands are wringing, to go in or not to go in.

In the end, the melody of the old song that seeped out of Li Rou's room still discouraged her.

Different from this quiet corridor is the building in the front row, where the lights are bright, and many people gather there to prepare for the wedding on Saturday, trying to make the much-anticipated wedding to the extreme, and among those people, Zhao Xiangnong also saw Aunt Qing.

With a sigh in her heart, Zhao Xiangnong returned to her room, lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling with her eyes wide open, when the bell rang at twelve o'clock and smashed on her heart.

Another day is coming to an end, it's over!

Zhao Xiangnong closed his eyes.

Early on Friday morning, Zhao Xiangnon's friends drove their supercars to the Zhao Mansion, their expressions were excited, in the various kinds of duì all year round, the last single duì is one of their favorite theme duì, because they can have more unrestrained fun in the name of saying goodbye to singleness, for example, they have prepared a vote of beautiful men for her, of course, there will be people who belong to the bachelor duì prepared for Bai Yuan embroidery to prepare a vote of beauty for him.

Zhao Xiangnon can play and knows how to play, because people who know how to play will make a lot of friends, the golden sunset fell on the glass house on the top of the mountain, Zhao Xiangnon drank some wine, her red lips pulled and laughed in the right atmosphere, and while laughing, she commented on the beautiful men who had priority in the vote, in this pie duì called "Farewell to Single", she needed to play the role of letting go, and finally, she casually took one of them away from the pie duì scene.

The car walked along the busiest neighborhood of Chicago for about half an hour, and during this half hour, Zhao Shannon asked Mr. so-and-so, who she took out casually.

"Do you need money to buy wheels to get here?"

Mr. XX was slightly stunned, and Zhao Xiangnon could guess from his expression that this gentleman was racking his brains on how to say something pleasing to her.

"Get out of the car." Zhao Xiangnon and he said.

As night fell, Zhao Xiangnong drove the car back to the Zhao Mansion, and Zhao Xiangnong saw Bai Yuan embroidery outside the door of the Zhao Mansion, and he leaned against the milky white wall and waved to her.

Zhao Xiangnong didn't get out of the car, she just opened the window.

Kashiwahara stood outside the car window.

"You also escaped from Pai Duì?" He rested his hand on the window frame.

Zhao Xiangnong didn't speak, she felt that she was about to find the right words to communicate with Bai Yuan Xiu, in the past, she could talk to Bai Yuan Xiu for hours on the phone.

Perhaps he could also see that he was sighing: "It's my fault, it's me who messed up everything, so it should be my own fault that it's become like this now." ”

Touching her cheek: "Okay, don't say these words, Xiao Nong, Aunt Qing knows that I am here and scolds me to death, she said that according to our oriental tradition, it will be unlucky for the groom to see the bride on the eve of the wedding." ”

These words made Zhao Xiangnong's heart suddenly, and he subconsciously went to see Kashiwahara embroidery, and Kashiwahara embroidery was also looking at her.

His head went over the window, his lips fell on her forehead, and he sighed: Tomorrow, you will be my bride.

The car drove into the garage, and tears fell, Zhao Xiangnong thought that if something didn't happen, if some people didn't appear, then, at this moment, the tears of happiness that fell from her cheeks would be tears, not gloomy tears.

The servants of the Zhao Mansion and even the staff sent by the wedding planning team expressed their blessings to her, and she responded one by one with a sweet smile that belonged to Zhao Xiangnon.

Miss Rice secretly made an OK gesture with her, probably to express that the wedding was very well prepared and successful, Aunt Qing stood at the back with slightly red eyes, this middle-aged woman who has served their family for more than ten years will not have a chance for her to appear in the details of tomorrow's wedding.

Zhao Xiangnong hugged her and called softly, "Aunt Qing".

"Xiao Nong, every time you go home in the future, Aunt Qing will still wait for you on the steps." She hugged her back and patted her on the shoulder: "Have a good rest, Aunt Qing promises that tomorrow Xiao Nong will be the most beautiful bride in the world." ”

"Okay." She responded.

Rest well, how is this possible, this night is destined to be a sleepless night.

Zhao Xiangnon sat on the carpet in a daze, the clock was designated at half past eleven o'clock, and her mother came to her room in the past hour, and simply explained some of the responsibilities that should be fulfilled as a mother, Zhao Xiangnon kept her head down and listened, and from those words she heard that her mother had done her homework, but the lack of emotional investment still made her mother a little difficult to explain those things.

"Mom, I know that." Zhao Xiangnong interrupted Li Rou's words.

Li Rou had a relieved expression on her face, and she wanted to say something more.

"Good night, Mom." Zhao Xiangnon said.

Li Rou was embarrassed when she left the room.

After Li Rou left, Zhao Yanting, who was very drunk, also came to her room with the support of his assistant, he held her face as if he was crying and laughing, her personable father who was secretly remembered by many women was drunk and crazy, and the child-like said some whimsical words, and the more and more outrageous words also provoked the assistant who sent him home to look at her for a while.

"Uncle Lin, take my dad back to his room, it seems that he has drunk a lot." Zhao Xiangnon made a ridiculous expression and said to the middle-aged man with a puzzled face.

Zhao Yanting was forcibly removed from her room by his assistant and her family doctor.

Finally, it stopped, and no one would knock on the door of her room again, would they? After that, Zhao Xiangnong sat on the bed, looked at the clock, and looked at it for half an hour.

At half past eleven, Zhao Xiangnon's fingers began to squirm, and suddenly she wanted to do something, for example, smoking or something, most of her friends smoked cigarettes, Zhao Xiangnon knew that it was an addictive thing, when she was a teenager, she once secretly lit one out of curiosity, but unfortunately, she was seen by Zhao Yanting before she tasted it, it was the first time she was beaten, and the slap about the size of her face was mercilessly thrown on her cheek.

"If you don't want to go back to that poor ravine with your mother, you won't touch me at all." Zhao Yanting coldly admonished her.

Since that day, Zhao Xiangnon has never been curious about tobacco again, but she secretly hid some in the basement, and she always thought that the smoke in the basement represented her rebellion: Hey, you see, I didn't give in so easily.

When the urgent warning order rang, Zhao Xiangnong was changing clothes, and the phone in the room rang, which was the voice of the security guard of the Zhao Mansion, it is said that someone sneaked into the Zhao Mansion, according to the preliminary judgment, there should be two possibilities, one is a drunk drunk, and the other is a thief.

Thief, Zhao Xiangnon was sad to find that this was a word that made her feel very sad, opened the room, put the David coat and hat on her head, and Zhao Xiangnong walked towards the basement.

The basement was very close to her room, and halfway through, there was a large searchlight glare from the security room overhead, and Zhao Xiangnong bent his waist to avoid those beams and speed up his pace.

Opening the door of the basement, Zhao Xiangnon walked towards the place where she hid her cigarettes, and while touching the tobacco, a pair of hands covered her mouth in the dark.

"Zhao Shannon." A voice called her name in the darkness.

The hand that grabbed the cigarette slowly drooped.

Song Yuze, stole to her house, didn't you say that the journey was over? It's not cool to say that he knows how not to cause her problems and at the same time keep himself from getting into trouble.

"Zhao Xiangnong, I won't say goodbye to you, because we all know that this sentence doesn't mean anything to us." At New Orleans Airport, Song Yuze said this to Zhao Xiangnong, smiling openly.

On the same day, Song Yuze also gave a set of solutions not to cause trouble for each other: don't call each other's mobile phones, eat when it's time to eat, sleep when you change to work, and maybe a month later, New Orleans will become the birthplace of their short romance.

"Song Yuze, you are a veteran in this regard." She told him that day.

He smiled at her, turned away, and left with a dashing back.

Now, what is this dude here for? Zhao Xiangnon struggled, making the sound out of his mouth as much as possible.

"Just for a while, Zhao Xiangnong, for a while." And so he hugged her tightly, tightly.

Stopped struggling, stopped making sounds from the throat.

"I didn't come here for anything else, Zhao Shannon, I'm leaving Chicago, I just want to come and see you before I leave."

The cigarette in his hand fell to the ground, and in an instant, the city where Zhao Xiangnon had lived for more than ten years seemed to become empty in the blink of an eye because of these words.

The author has something to say: If you will abuse the fresh meat back~~~~~ if you don't abuse it back, Brother Luan will kneel on the keyboard~

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