Chapter Forty-Eight: The Wedding of a Dream (Part II)

It's already early spring, and the originally yellowish ground has been paved with a layer of paved green, and the treetops have a little more life. In this season of recovery, I will also have my own wedding...

"Hello. Thank you for being here. Thank you. Thank you for the gift. ”

I knew that the moment Christao pushed me out of the door, it meant "disaster".

Time was slowly slipping through my fingers, and when I finally clenched my palms, I suddenly heard the wedding march playing all over the garden.

The guests were all faces I had never seen before, from tall and powerful typical European and American men to Asian men who were small in stature but also very good-looking. They all have female companions around them, and their female companions look extraordinarily radiant, revealing a noble temperament in every gesture.

They all nodded to me as they passed me, and the ladies kissed me warmly, and the warmth emanating from them was like the scent of an old man I hadn't smelled in a long time, but behind the scent was only polite perfunctory.

Although I don't know any of these people, and these faces don't make me feel good about them, after all, it's also my big day, so it's essential to force a smile.

It is happy to force yourself to do what you like to do, and to do what you are willing to do, because even if you are tired, your heart is warm. But if you are tired for something you don't like to do, then you are tired not only physically, but also mentally.

I tried my best to smile at everyone, but the more I did it, the more uncomfortable I became. It didn't take long for my face to feel like I was covered with cement, and it was so stiff that I couldn't make any other expression than smile.

Is this the wedding scene I should have? This is clearly the job that a doorman should have! Only the doorman should stand at the door to greet the dignitaries, and only the doorman should be obliged to hand out their smiling faces that are worthless at all. And I, I'm the protagonist of this wedding, why should I do such a job?!

The first group of people had all arrived, and before the second group arrived, they could finally have a minute or two of rest. But when I saw them at the gate of the manor, I also knew that this rest would not last long.

Ouyang Ze invited a lot of people, and a week before the wedding, I heard him call the printing house to talk about the invitation, and I vaguely heard a hundred, but I didn't hear the number in front of me.

There are enough people in this first wave alone, although there is no detailed number, but it is roughly estimated that there are also 100 people. The second wave is also coming soon, and it is estimated that the third and fourth waves will not be far away...

"Rui Rui, how's it going? Tired or not? Do you want to move a chair out and sit to meet them? ”

After standing for so long, not only my face, but also my feet were really sore, and when I heard Ouyang Ze's suggestion, I agreed without saying a word.

"Okay, let's move a stool for me."

"Hmm!"

The moment Ouyang Ze turned around, looking at his broad spine, there was always a feeling that he had lowered his posture. He was like a subordinate, following all my instructions. And that "servility" made him humble in front of me.

In his opinion, my marriage to him seems to be what he begged for, and everything must be done according to my heart, even if I want to give everyone here a slap now, he will definitely leave a red finger print on his face for me, so as to keep my heart and keep this "begging" wedding.

This transformation began when I said to think about it, and from then on he became my "slave" and listened to my orders every day. Although sometimes I only gave him a piece of advice, and even used honorifics such as "please" and "thank you", it didn't make him treat me as normally as before.

In the past, he was serious at work, and even when we were enjoying the good time at midnight, a phone call would stop immediately and run to answer the phone.

But now, even when he's on the phone, and I don't inadvertently pass by the study, he'll immediately cover the microphone and whisper my name and give me a smile.

Such a shift makes me uneasy and disgusts me. I didn't have the same deep love for him as before, and now I add him to be "servile"... How long can we support the future...

"Forget it, no need. How can anyone sit on a chair when picking up guests at a wedding? I'm just saying that. ”

Seeing that the second wave of guests also walked up the stone steps of the manor, and were walking towards our two "doormen" standing in front of the castle step by step, I quickly called Ouyang Ze back and continued our hard time of "welcome"...

"Ouyang Ze, are you willing to marry Xue Tong, live with him according to the teachings of the Bible, be one with him before God, love him, comfort him, respect him, protect him, and love him as you love yourself. Whether he is sick or healthy, rich or poor, he remains faithful to him until he leaves the world? ”

After suffering for a long time, I finally survived to this critical moment. I was in a trance because of all these things, and I couldn't hear what the priest was saying very clearly.

In the past two hours, Ouyang Ze and I stood at the door to welcome guests until the last couple arrived, and then shuttled through the crowd of people with wine glasses and banquet costumes in the manor, listening to Ouyang Ze introduce them to me one by one, telling him and their stories one by one, although I was not interested, but I could only force a smile like just now...

Christao has been busy for a long time, although she is a capable woman, but she now has to command dozens of people, where are those ten fingers enough? Just watching her walk back and forth, with a walkie-talkie in her hand, I knew that she didn't have time for me to deal with people who didn't know what I was talking to.

Xu Shaohui sat calmly in a corner, gently shaking the wine glass in his hand, letting the blood-red liquid flow back and forth on the wall of the glass, flowing out of a free fast song. He looked at Ouyang Ze and me from beginning to end, and the numb smile on his face made me feel uncomfortable...

Finally persevered, and finally came to the last moment. Although I am physically and mentally exhausted now, when I hear the magnetic voice of the priest, I forget the painful experience just now, and only remember the warm time now.

The wedding that I have been waiting for a long time, the vows that I have been waiting for a long time, the lover who has been waiting for a long time... Today is finally all together, and they all appear in front of my eyes one by one, but at this time, the mood is not as happy as I imagined, not as happy as I imagined...