Watching the body disappear into the red light, An Yining still stood in place. When Qin Mo turned around, an inexplicable feeling surged into her heart, not strong, but it made her feel uncomfortable.

Turning around, she quietly went upstairs.

The figure sculpture on the dresser stood quietly in the upper left corner of the table, and now she realized that she was smiling so sweetly on the original sculpture. The one-collar beaded white lace slim long skirt is three points more beautiful than her real life, for some reason, the depression in her heart is swept away, and she has never noticed the slight curvature on the corner of her mouth.

*

Qin Mo, who was driving away, was smoking a cigarette at the traffic light, surrounded by smoke, flickering sparks, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After the traffic light, Rong Zheng's phone was called.

"I can't do anything at all."

On the other end, Rong Zheng, who received the call, praised his whole face.

"Uncle Jiu, don't worry, I will do my best."

"It's useless."

The phone hung up, and Rong Zheng over there wanted to cry without tears, and really wanted to hide in the corner and cry.

For the first time, he was told by Uncle Nine that it was useless, so sad.

*

The next day, it was already eleven o'clock when An Yining went to pick up Ander and An Rui back, and after settling them, she went to the wedding dress shop with Lan Jingen.

When the two of them passed, He Jiandong had already changed his clothes, and when he saw the two of them coming, he just said lightly: "Here, the few models you fancied before are over there." "And then there was no follow-up.

Lan Jingen accompanied An Yining to choose a wedding dress and put on makeup. Originally, trying on wedding dresses and taking wedding photos was a happy thing, but seeing that both of them were careless, there was no joy and no expectation, she shook her head and could only accompany silently.

An Yining, who had put on makeup, came out, He Jiandong looked over and had to admit that An Yining looked very beautiful in a wedding dress.

The one-collar crested lace mopping wedding dress set off her figure more slender and curved, she was about to be his wife, but at this moment he lost the joy he had at the beginning.

The two stood together, one was wooden and the other had a stiff expression, and they couldn't even cooperate with the photographer......

Lan Jingen frowned, worried about the two of them. They don't look at one another, like puppets. If two people have come this far, why do they still come?

Except for what He Jiandong said, no one spoke.

An Yining smiled bitterly, is this perseverance right or wrong? At this moment, she strongly doubted.

At this time, He Jiandong's phone rang, and after he took it, he glanced at An Yining, went into the fitting room to change his clothes without saying anything, and then left without saying anything.

After He Jiandong left, An Yining also changed back into her clothes. From beginning to end, it took less than two hours, and it was still very early, and she didn't want to go back so early now, so as not to worry her father and brother.

Lan Jingen looked at An Yining, who was quiet and unspeakable, and was very worried.

"An Yining, I don't like you like this, you can say anything you have, don't keep things in your heart, I look uncomfortable."

How can she look like a bride? No, since she stepped into the bridal shop, it has been quiet.

"I'm fine, really." As she spoke, she squeezed out a smile, but it was more ugly than crying.

"You don't want to say that I won't force you, the road is your own choice, and some fruits are to be tasted by yourself." Seeing this, Lan Jingen didn't want to ask more.