The petals flying in the sky, the faint fragrance of flowers wafting in the air, and the purple bellflower that she loved on both ends of the red carpet were placed, but she had no time to pay attention to it, and her heart was immersed in sad love.

With Lin Mufan's walking pace, the familiar marriage march sounded in the church, listening to the familiar tune in his ears, the curtain was quiet and only felt extremely ironic.

Is it that after today, her life has been bound by Lin Mufan like this, her heart is painful, and the curtain is quiet and allows tears to slip down, Lin Mufan, you keep saying that you like me, have you ever given me the right to choose? No, nothing but persecution.

Finally, Lin Mufan stopped in front of the altar with Mu Qingyou in her arms, carefully put down her body, and hugged her waist affectionately, not letting Mu Qingyou's injured left foot hit the ground.

Like a puppet doll, leaning on Lin Mufan's body affectionately, his face was pale, and in front of him, he couldn't help but see the bits and pieces between himself and Qi Ziwei.

"Youyou, when we get married in the future, I will take good care of you and not let you suffer the slightest grievance."

"For our wedding, I will definitely fill the church with your favorite bellflower flowers, and then let all the ceremonial flowers on the guests' chests be replaced with purple bellflowers, do you say?"

"Youyou, in this life, I, Qi Ziwei, will consider you to be my wife alone, hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son, and never abandon it in this life."

"Put on my ring, you will be my person in the future, your eyes can only follow me, and you can only have my existence in your heart, you know?"

I still remember the scene when Qi Ziwei proposed to him, and when the ring was put on, Mu Qingyou felt that he was the happiest person.

But now, all happiness is disillusioned, and there will never be such a person again, who gently speaks love to himself, and there will never be such a person who asks for himself domineeringly.

The more she thought about it, the more heartache she became, Mu Qingyou bit her lower lip tightly, not daring to let her cry vent, her mouth was filled with a faint fishy sweetness, and tears blurred her vision.

Trying his best to endure his feelings, he faintly heard a deep voice in the curtain Qingyou, and the three words of firmness made the curtain Qingyou return to reality in an instant.

"I do."

Under the priest's voice, Lin Mufan replied firmly.

With his head down, he listened to the priest's words, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't speak.

There was a faint pain in his waist, and under the priest's inquiry, Mu Qingyou seemed to have lost his ability to speak, and was silent, Lin Mufan on the side couldn't help but increase the strength in his hand, and hugged Mu Qingyu's waist tightly.

"It's your turn, you know how to answer." Lin Mufan reminded the curtain to be quiet.

Raising his head, his tearful gaze met Lin Mufan's dark gaze, the corners of his mouth were stiff, he smiled ugly, opened his mouth, and slowly spoke: "I ......"

The rest of the words, Mu Qingyou opened his mouth but couldn't say it, looked directly at Lin Mufan's cold gaze, his expression was stunned, and finally he no longer held back, and under Lin Mufan's gaze, tears flowed down his face.

"Think about the Qi family, think about Qi Ziwei, quiet, at this juncture, you have no choice. Don't force me to ruin Qi Ziwei's qiē. ”

Lin Mufan's deep voice was like a demon, constantly echoing in Mu Qing's ears, shaking his head, Mu Qingyu cried sadly, only feeling that Lin Mufan in front of him was very terrifying.

"Lin Mufan, I hate you." Mu Qingyou glared at the man next to him resentfully, and whispered.

Slowly closed his eyes, and said reluctantly, "I...... I do. ”

Lin Mufan was relieved after hearing Mu Qingyou's words, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Now, ask the bride and groom to exchange rings."

Under the priest's voice, Lin Mufan took out the ring from the box held by Yan Nuo, and gently held the curtain with her quiet little hand, and put the ring on her ring finger.

Several times, Mu Qingyou flexed his fingers and deliberately stopped Lin Mufan's movements, but in the end, under Lin Mufan's gaze, he burst into tears, looking at the shining ring on his ring finger, and tears fell on the back of his white hand.

Looking at the other brocade box in Yan Nuo's hand in a daze, the curtain was quiet and did not make any movements, and finally, he raised his heavy hands, took out the ring from the brocade box, and reluctantly put it on the ring finger of Lin Mufan's left hand.

"I declare in the name of the Lord that you are officially married, and the bridegroom may kiss the bride first." The priest sensed that something was wrong between the two, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Without waiting for Mu Qingyou to react, Lin Mufan gently raised Mu Qingyou's chin with his big hand, and in the blessings of everyone, he leaned over and kissed Mu Qingyou's delicate red lips domineeringly.

After the ceremony, under the arrangement of the Lin family, everyone drove towards the 'Imperial Court' hotel, because of a foot injury, Mu Qingyou was sent back to Lin Mufan's newly purchased apartment as a wedding room, and did not appear in the next banquet.

The body is still the same set of cumbersome wedding dresses, Mu Qingyou sat on the edge of the bed, the festive red of the room deeply stinged her eyes, looking at the diamond ring on the ring finger of her right hand, Mu Qingyou's heart ached, reached out and ripped off the ring, and threw it on the bedside table at will.

She wanted to leave this place that made her depressed, but the injury on her left leg made her unable to move normally, at this moment, Mu Qingyou couldn't help but hate herself, she knew that she shouldn't have broken her leg so stupidly, even if she wanted to escape now, she had nowhere to escape.

Sitting like this, the curtain was quiet and distracted, as if I didn't know how quickly time passed, and the night gradually fell.

When Lin Mufan came back, his face was flushed with the smell of wine, and when he saw the quiet curtain sitting on the bed with his eyes blank, his eyes shone with a dangerous light.

"What are you thinking? Still thinking about Qi Ziwei's useless waste? Hmmm......"

Walking to Mu Qingyou's side, Lin Mufan pinched her chin, forced Mu Qingyou to look up at his gaze, and mocked coldly: "I advise you, Qi Ziwei is dead as soon as possible, you are now my wife, you can only have my memory in your heart, I don't allow you to still think about him." ”

Xu was because of the drinking, Lin Mufan forgot the strength of his hand at all, and after a while, a red mark appeared on the white chin of the curtain.

There was a pain in his jaw, but he didn't feel the slightest feeling, he just looked coldly at the drunken man in front of him, and sneered: "Lin Mufan, I will only have Ziwei's storage in my heart, you, you can't go to my heart." ”

When Lin Mufan heard this, his eyes were cold, he looked at the woman in front of him with red eyes, and then smiled softly: "No matter what, you finally married me, Qingyou, I finally got you." ”