134 Smoke from the past

But when she saw Wang Hanqiao's back, Yang Guangnian's helpless sigh, and Hongyu's eyes looking at her, and the strange eyes of everyone else, Menglan stopped her steps, wiped her tears with white gauze gloves, looked at Mo Feng, who was standing in the corner full of smiles, and said loudly: "Go on." ”

It was already a noisy scene, but when she heard Menglan's words, she also stopped talking, at this time, Ye Zi and Ruxuan all looked at Mo Feng who was standing in the corner wearing a costume and holding flowers, Ruxuan shook her head helplessly, her eyes were also red, and her heart was sad, Ye Zi seemed to be very calm, and she didn't participate or speak.

At this time, Lu Lingyun's heart was already turbulent, and he thought suspiciously: Is this young man and Yang Menglan lovers? How painful it would be to see them cry so hard and unforgettable, but to see the person they love become someone else's bride.

Lu Lingyun originally disagreed with the marriage of Hongyu and Menglan, but Lin Tian, who was standing beside him, was in a default state, and Lu Lingyun moved his eyes to the stage where he was restored to the original state, but his mood and face were already different.

The wedding was held as usual, and the priest reluctantly continued to ask Menglan again.

Meng Lan looked at Hongyu's angry expression with a haggard face, and said without hesitation: "I am willing." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Hongyu's angry look disappeared, and immediately put on the so-called ring on Menglan, and Menglan also put a ring on Hongyu with a trembling palm under the gaze of everyone, and after putting on the ring, Hongyu hugged Menglan tightly, and the audience had already become a sea of applause.

Wang Hanqiao stood beside Yang Guangnian and said with a sigh: "My daughter has paid too much for us, and you still have a straight face." ”

"Indeed, my daughter gave us her happiness." Yang Guangnian looked at Menglan, who was hugged tightly by Hongyu, and said with a sigh.

At this time, Ye Zi and Ruxuan also applauded, and Ye Zi looked at Mo Feng standing in the corner while applauding, but found that there was no longer Mo Feng.

Menglan, who was hugged tightly by Hongyu, looked at the corner where Mo Feng was just now with a bitter face, and also found that there was no figure, but only left traces of sentimentality, Menglan looked away a little eagerly, and happened to see Mo Feng who was about to walk out of the hall, at this time Mo Feng just dropped the bouquet he was holding on the ground, and walked towards his own sky decadently, ready to walk out of this happiness that does not belong to him, the moment that he has fantasized countless times, but he is not the so-called protagonist, This is perhaps the biggest irony and ridicule of Mo Feng.

Looking at Mo Feng's decadent and slightly shaky but firm slender back, Menglan's eyes moistened again, and she thought bitterly in her heart: Mo Feng, I'm sorry, I can't be your bride, I'm sorry.

The more Meng Lan thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, and she began to cry silently again, and Hongyu, who was holding Meng Lan, thought that Meng Lan was crying excitedly, and at this time, the whole audience was shouting to kiss one, kiss one.

Hongyu let go of Menglan and kissed Menglan's lips that were already full of tears, but Menglan could only remain motionless.

At this time, the audience seemed to have forgotten everything that had just happened, the uninvited guest just now, the heart-warming singing just now, and Mo Feng, who had been forgotten, had already walked around the corner, listening to the applause of the audience, although he did not turn around, he already knew that Menglan and Hongyu had kissed together.

Menglan, you must be happy, you must live a good life, live a life that I can't give you, live happily, if you can be happy, it is the greatest comfort for me, the moment I turn around and leave, the next moment maybe we will be completely strangers, no longer have the right to hug, smell your breath, think of your courage, and there is no trace of heartache, the traces of our love, the traces of love, no longer belong to you and me.

Mo Feng, who stopped, didn't turn around, but secretly blessed Meng Lan, maybe at this time, the fragile Mo Feng didn't dare to turn around at all, he would rather choose cowardice than look at the corners of his mouth that he once kissed, but he was kissed hard by others, in fact, Mo Feng's intentions are like knives It is not an exaggeration to describe the word.

Finally, Mo Feng took another step, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and walked out of the happy scene, Mo Feng, who was in tears, kicked the ground hard the moment he turned to the corridor, and he ran wildly, letting the tears on his face fall bitterly, and some tight suits were torn open his crotch because of too much force.

Maybe Mo Feng shouldn't have come at all, it would only aggravate his pain, but he couldn't control all the organs in his body, the blessed heart, the soles of his feet that came with love, the face with a bitter smile, everything was out of control.

Mo Feng quickly rushed out of the so-called heaven and earth, in fact, it was an abyssal hell for him, Mo Feng, who rushed out of the hotel, did not stop running wildly, but continued to walk along the road, stepping on the sun-eroded ground, wanting to vent, wanting to vent crazy, venting the composure of the strong pretend, tearing off the gorgeous costume, extremely reluctant, not belonging to his own costume.

The present moment is a profound embodiment of this classic old saying, I don't know when the blue and clear sky is shrouded in a piece of nasty dark clouds, I don't know when the soft autumn wind becomes lonely and crazy, I don't know but the brilliant sun also disappears in the sky.

It began to rain in Shanghai, and the withered rain fell to the ground unexpectedly, piercing into Mo Feng's heart like a murderous sword, hitting Mo Feng's already mutilated body, and soon the suit worth more than a thousand was wet by the rain, and Mo Feng, who had begun to roar wildly, increased the volume, aggravated the heartbreaking, and achieved the madness of roaring.

Mo Feng continued to run wildly, running wildly on the road, ignoring the fast-moving traffic, at this moment he didn't know where to run, just ran against the wind and the heavy rain.

"Dream Blue, Dream Blue."

Mo Feng kept yelling as he ran.

Mo Feng, I love you, I will love you forever and forever, and I will never give up.

The words that Meng Lan said to himself came to mind, but at this time it had become a mirage, maybe it was just the beauty of the moment after hearing it.

Xiaolan, I love you too, I love you forever and ever, even if I don't breathe, even if I'm dead, but every organ of mine will love you like my beating heart at the moment.

Xiaolan, when I make a lot of money, I must marry you as my bride.

Okay, I'm going to be your most beautiful bride, you must marry me, don't break your word.

Marry, I will definitely marry, as long as Xiaolan is willing to marry me, I will definitely marry, if I don't marry, I won't die.

Don't swear by you, I believe in you, you will marry me.

Well, I will definitely marry you, I will.

I'm going to marry you, definitely.

All the promises are like the clouds and smoke of the past, Mo Feng's heartache at this time has reached the limit, just like the pain of a heart attack, coupled with the erosion of the heavy rain, Mo Feng couldn't bear it anymore, and gradually stopped running wildly, slowly walking in the rain, and the specially made hairstyle was also wet by the rain, becoming a soup chicken hairstyle, and the ripped crotch was also looming.

Walking in the rain with a sluggish expression, looking at his appearance through the rain, Mo Feng suddenly smiled, but it was so bitter and heartbreaking.

dragged some unmoving steps, walked into the untimely heavy rain, let the heavy rain wash away his pain, there is nowhere to say, only the pain in his heart-

Hey, I feel so uncomfortable, whenever I write this, I think of her, will she see it?

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