On September 21, the camphor tree is still evergreen, and it is her nineteenth birthday. It was also the beginning of her happiness.

A small silver tail wedding dress, a fluffy princess head, twinkling eyes, a straight nose, and ruddy and full cherry lips.

Pinched her cheeks, "hissed" to death, is she in the mirror? No, the makeup skills are too high now.

Xia Ma walked over, smiled at her unfamiliarly, and put her hand on her shoulder, "Yun Chao, I didn't expect the time to be so fast, you are going to get married...... You...... Blame Mom? ”

Looking at Xia's mother from the mirror, her face was full of melancholy, "Mom, what, what do I blame you for?"

Xia Ma wiped her tears and said, "No...... Nope"

"Your daughter is still crying when she gets married today," Dad Xia walked in.

Xia Ma immediately glared at her. "Xiahou Ming, you want to die"

Looking at the heartwarming scene in front of her, she smiled.

Oh my God, is there any mistake, isn't there a sedan chair when you get married, what, it's an illusion?

Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, trying to dilate his pupils, don't, even if you don't have a BMW or a Lamborghini luxury car, you don't need to drive a taxi. Woo, she's losing a lot, damn Liao Kesu, fool yourself.

She looked back at the door of her house, a cool breeze blew, and her wedding must be the most 'grand' wedding in the world.

The sunlight refracted, and an abrupt thing appeared in Yun Chao's eyes. With curiosity, I walked over with my skirt, pulled out an email from the crack in the door, flipped through it left and right, the sender, I didn't write it, did I send it by mistake? Still is?

"Yun Chao, what are you doing, get in the car"

turned around and looked at Su Xi in the taxi, forget it, put it away first. Holding the mail in his hand, he walked into the taxi.

"Driving" and "snapping" closed the car door, the scent of the camphor tree penetrated through the crack, Yun Chao took a hard breath, smelling the unique breath, she always felt inexplicably at ease. He smiled and patted Su Xi's shoulder, "Su Xi, make a wish"

Since she made a wish to give her certificate, there has been no news of her, and she has been busy with her, and she has not paid much attention to it. But now, it seems that it is not so simple.

Su Xi seemed to have something to hide from her, dodging her question, "Uh...... You also know the way...... She...... I've been busy going abroad lately......"

This girl didn't even dare to come to her wedding. “…… But what is Su doing, he won't be so picky, even a wedding is so chilling"

Su Xi turned his head and smiled mysteriously at her, blinking "You guess"

Come on, she's not a roundworm, guess? She's not a saint "not interested"

Buried her head, inhaled deeply, by the way, the email, spread her palms, opened the envelope, she picked it up, but she was surprised, looked at the cover repeatedly, and then leaned weakly on the saddle. A letter, a few photographs, a newspaper clipping, her tear ducts collapsed, silent, grasping the hem of her skirt, the bones in her hands locked.

She thought she could be happy for the rest of her life, she thought she was .......

"Yun Chao, get out of the car" Su Xi looked at her and lowered her head silently, thinking that she was asleep, got out of the car, opened the back door, and shook her.

He looked up at Su Xi suspiciously.

"You...... You're crying."

"I didn't ...... didn't get out of the car, Su Xi took her to a place, and someone covered her eyes.

Poof, he sneered, quickly turned around, hugged the visitor, pressed his face against his chest, and listened to his powerful heartbeat, it was really extremely happy.

He furrowed the corners of his brows and hugged her thin body. "Idiot, are you so casual?"

She stuck out her tongue mischievously and whispered, "It's just for you," she knew that it was him, and the minty aroma she had always engraved in her mind, very deep.

"Do you know where I brought you?"

"There must be flowers, and peach blossoms, I'm right," she smirked into his arms. She has always been sensitive to aromas, no matter what the taste is. Perhaps, it's innate.

Ke Su patted her head angrily, "Idiot, you won't pretend not to know the way, how can you let me Lang Lang"

She reached out to untie the silk scarf behind her head, broke away from his embrace, looked at the peach petals all over the ground, she finally couldn't help it, let go of the ribbon in her hand, her teeth bit her lips, tears flashed.

Rushing into his open arms for her again, crying "Bastard...... Are you trying to make me cry...... Bastard...... I just found out...... So love you so much...... Bastard...... What should I do...... What to do...... I don't want to go" At this moment, she began to complain about God's injustice, and began to be full of hatred for this world. ……

"Kesu...... I love you so much...... But...... Kesu ...... What am I going to do......" That picture, that newspaper clipping, that letter, is her fatal happiness, what is she going to do, to get everything back, or ...... Irretrievable.