Hu Jing's wedding was all handled by Mo Yan.

This man is extraordinary, sensitive and careful, and he has been spoiling Hu Jing these days, and Chen Ning and I are envious to death.

Although for their love, the wedding is just a form of supplementation, but both parents are locals, each has different connections, and the wedding requirement is the scenery.

It is indeed a landscape.

The Holiday Inn has the best environment in the city, from the dome to the back of the chair, the cloth is a non-tacky gold, and the clean carpet only makes people feel that their backs must be a little straighter.

Mo Yan was so perfect that there was almost no need for me and Chen Ning to intervene as best friends, but in the end, I was assigned two tasks, one was to accompany the beautiful Hu Jing to chat with others in the lounge; The second is the exchange of rings and oaths, playing the piano song "The Girl Who Looks at the Stars" for Hu Jing that she has been clamoring to listen to me.

Actually, I don't know how to play the piano, but when I was in college in the United States, there was a school celebration, I was inexplicably selected by the famous piano prince Yan Ming in the class as his piano partner, at first I refused, because there was no foundation at all, I had never touched the piano at all, but he said that he made a bet with someone else that if I didn't help him play together, he would have to run five laps around the playground in high heels.

So since then, "The Girl Who Looked at the Stars" has become the only piano piece I can play, and Yan Ming has become my first friend in the United States. After hearing this, Hu Jing shouted that I could play this tune for her at her wedding, and was even threatened: "If you don't play it to me at the wedding, I will eat you!" She's right.

Hu Jing likes to use the words "eat you" recently, and I suspect that it was influenced by Mo Yan.

However, the bride's order cannot be violated.

At this moment, my fingers wandered back and forth on the keys, and the familiar music flowed gently in the space, and I looked at the moment when Mo Yan put on the ring for Hu Jing, I don't know why, my nose was sore.

At that moment, the noise of the guests below, the cheering of the children from afar, the figure of the waiter serving the food, and the faint aroma of vegetables in the air all faded unconsciously.

Tears inadvertently floated up.

Maybe he was lamenting the rush of time, or maybe he was envious of Hu Jing for finding his home so quickly.

Because of the crying, my vision was a little blurred, and when the ceremony was over and everyone began to eat and drink, I suddenly heard a shout.

"Summer?"

I rubbed my eyes and saw that it was Mo Yan's father.

"Uncle Mo?" I blinked, my voice hesitant.

He was dressed in a Tang costume and grabbed my hand with joy.

"You're back? Why didn't you email me? Oh, you're a quiet friend, huh? What a coincidence! ......" The old man was already excited, but now his face was even more red.

It's really Uncle Mo.

Because they were friends of the woman, they didn't have the opportunity to meet Mo Yan's parents, but they didn't know that they were old people.

I remember the first year of work after graduating from college, Yan Ming took over his father's hotel, is the general manager of the hotel, that day it rained, I came to Yan Ming for help because of the magazine photography, but just entered the door of the hotel, I met Uncle Mo who was not good at English and the staff at the front desk arguing about something, out of enthusiasm, I came forward to ask and learned that Uncle Mo was going to catch an important meeting, but unfortunately the tie was accidentally spilled by the waiter on the coffee, seeing that the time of the meeting was approaching, But the translator went out to buy a new tie and didn't come back, so he anxiously asked the front desk if there was any extra tie.

So, I called Yan Ming to come down, took off Yan Ming's tie and handed it to him.

Uncle Mo thanked me very much, and finally asked me to leave an email to him, saying that I would keep in touch and invite us to dinner when I was free.

After he went back, he really sent an email, he was knowledgeable and humorous, and it was a pleasure to read his words, and we came and went countless times in the past few years, and it has become a gentleman's friendship of the year-old friend, but we have never met again.

He knows that I am a photographer, so he will often send me some photos he has taken to point out the shortcomings in the photos. I feel a great sense of accomplishment in selling my own half bucket of water in front of the other half bucket.

Sometimes he also writes about his son. In his description, he is an old man and an only seedling, and he originally had infinite high hopes that he could take over the family business in the future and contribute to his own business.

Who knows that the kid has a stubborn heart, does things his own way, opens an online store, runs a factory, and changes to the law halfway, has no longevity, and his girlfriend often changes, and he has reached the age of 25, but he has no intention of getting married, and he wants to cut off his Mo family incense. Since I was a child, I couldn't listen to a single word of my parents' words, and I was a complete bastard.

I now know that what he described was Mo Yan.

The mature, capable, and flawless Hu Jing's man Mo Yan.

I couldn't laugh or cry.

Only then did I remember that all the strict fathers' expectations for their sons were probably full of pride in their complaints.

When the wedding banquet was about to end, he left Chen Ning and went to the bathroom by himself.

The restroom is designed with a separate entrance for men and women on both sides, and a shared sink in the middle. While washing my hands, I thought that Uncle Mo's son was actually Mo Yan, and the wonder of fate was really amazing.

And when I saw Xiang Chen the night before, what kind of arrangement was fate?

People are prone to make mistakes when they are distracted.

When I heard someone reminding me from behind, "Please give way", I realized that I was blocked in the passage out of the men's bathroom.

I scrambled to give way, but my feet slipped, and my heels slid off the wet floor.

The people behind me helped me in time.

I looked back and thanked him, and froze.

When I first met him in my sophomore year of high school, I was struck by lightning again, and I was sure that some people in fate were destined to be a curse on you. Xiang Chen, who was wearing a white shirt, walked around me and walked to the sink to start washing his hands.

On the wall next to me was a box of paper towels.

I mechanically draw paper and wipe my hands mechanically.

But my whole body was tense, and I didn't have to look back, I could clearly see that the water was flowing through his palm, he used hand sanitizer, the water started to flow again, stopped, and he walked towards me.

He walked towards me? As soon as I turned my head, I saw him standing in front of me, probably just trying to get a paper towel.

And next to him, stood a poker-faced cleaner aunt.

The aunt whispered: "Young people nowadays are too ignorant, and they have to pull so much paper to wipe their hands..."

Only then did I realize that I had been pulling at the paper in the tissue box one after another when my soul flew out of the sky, and I had a handful full of hands at this moment.

I've seen some middle-aged women who would smoke a lot of toilet paper in this kind of public toilet because they were greedy for cheapness, and I think this is the same image now.

Maybe my brain was short-circuited at that time, and I actually stuffed a hand full of paper towels into Xiang Chen's arms, who was wiping his hands.

Then he immediately turned around and ran away quickly.

When I returned to the hall, I found that Hu Jing and Mo Yan began to stand at the door to see off guests.

I walked to Chen Ning, who was standing next to Hu Jing, and before I could say anything, I saw Xiang Chen also coming over.

Halfway through, Uncle Mo, who was drunk, rushed over and intercepted him, slapping his arm. "Stinky boy, go back and tell your dad that he didn't come when my son got married, and I can't spare him!"

"Dad went on a business trip to England a few days ago, and he couldn't come back in time, so he asked me to congratulate him on his behalf. I'll be sure to ask you for a drink when my dad comes back. Xiang Chen patted the old man's back good-naturedly.

I heard Hu Jing gasp and asked in surprise, "He...... He is? ”

Mo Yan explained in a low voice: "His father and my father are business partners and old friends for many years. He seemed to be late for the moment. ”

That's why Hu Jing didn't see it when he toasted.

I secretly moved my steps back a little, hid behind Chen Ning, looked at Xiang Chen, who had sent Uncle Mo away, and came over to congratulate Mo Yan and say goodbye.

"Congratulations." His voice was close.

In a trance, I felt my hands being held, and I felt that my palms were wet and sweaty. It turned out to be Hu Jing.

She turned her face sideways with a wicked smile and spoke in my ear.

"In the summer, he is Xiang Chen, an alumnus of our university, Xiang Chen, the Xiang Chen you once liked......"

I couldn't answer for a while, so I had to pull Chen Ning away and leave the hall.