Chapter 297: The Old Man Is Empty and Thin, and the Brocade Book Is Hard to Collect: Red
The next day, it was his wedding day......
Sure enough, it was a festive day, even the nanny was excited for a night, and Jiang Yuwan talked on the phone for a long time, telling each other how excited they were......
It wasn't until the nanny finished talking that she finally sighed to Jiang Yuwan, "It's a pity that I can't see ...... with my own eyes at such an important moment."
I don't know what Jiang Yuwan said over there, the nanny glanced at Ye Qinghe, who was asleep, and sighed again.
Slowly walked to the side of the bed and said to her, "Qinghe, tomorrow the little master gets married, let's go and see it from afar, how about it?" ”
She really wanted to see it, to see that her favorite little master had finally grown up and become a family, and Miss also mentioned this meaning, whether to take Qinghe to see it, so that Qinghe really died of this heart and would never be entangled again.
Ye Qinghe closed his eyes slightly, pretending to be asleep, and did not hear her question.
See for yourself?
She boasted that she had a strong psychological endurance, but she was really not sure if she could withstand such a scene......
Seeing that she didn't respond, the nanny stumbled and went to the side.
That night, she was a little unwell, and she didn't fall asleep for a long time, until the sky turned white, and she began to fall asleep in a daze, and as soon as her consciousness was blurred, she fell into the overwhelming red "sea......
Red lanterns, red carpets. The red ribbon wraps around the beams of the house, endlessly......
Even the sky is fluttering, sprinkled with red rose petals, that is the real overwhelming......
She fluttered lightly, stepping on a thick layer of petals, and the rain of petals in the sky still flew lightly, falling on her head, her shoulders, the tip of her nose.
Everything was so real, she could even feel the cool moistness of the petals, and the faint fragrance.
She looked down at herself, wearing a wide-sleeved Chinese-style wedding dress with a big red edge, with a long tassel on the crown covering her cheeks, and the cold gold tassels hit her face from time to time, shining dazzlingly in the sun......
She stood at the end of the red carpet, and many people walked past her, all smiling, rushing towards the center of the hall.
She thought, there was him standing there, standing him in the same red suit, was he waiting for her? Wait for her to marry him, this is what he gave, the wedding she wants!
In the dream, she is unconscious, and her memory is vacant, as if there has been no separation between them, she has never been sick, and there is no so-called Meng Qingqian around him, they are only themselves......
So, she lifted the hem of her skirt and ran towards him quickly, looking for him in the crowd of people, and approaching him......
However, why did she see another beautiful woman in red beside him in the middle of the crowd?
She was confused, confused, looking down at her wedding dress, at a loss.
The couple in the hall had already begun to worship heaven and earth, the bride was wearing a red hijab, and he was smiling proudly......
No! Second brother! The one who wants to marry you is not her, it's me! You're mistaken, you know?
She shouted and waved in the crowd, she wanted him to see that the bride he was going to marry was here!
However, the sound of the salute drowned everything out, and he just stared at the bride beside him, smiling......
The ceremony was completed......
He took her hand and walked out.
The crowd automatically moved out of the way, pushing her out of the way again, so far away that she had to jump behind the crowd to see his back......
She saw him leading his bride into the red gilt carriage, and the bride's red hijab was blown off by the wind and fluttered in her direction......
The bride looked back in shock, stretched out his hand and pointed to the hijab that flew away, he glanced back, saw the hijab, but he didn't know if he saw her, but he turned his face with a smile, smiled and spoke to the bride, and then, the two looked ahead, and never looked back......
Rose petals fell from the sky again, and she followed the last of the crowd, and walked forward, watching the carriage and the man gradually disappear from sight, and finally disappeared......
She finally understood that it was not that he did not see her, but that he did not know her anymore......
The sharp pain spread in the deepest part of her heart, and she suddenly chased in the direction of the carriage like crazy, shouting loudly, "Second brother! Second brother! I'm a sister! I'm my sister......"
Can't cry! Can't shout! But there was only pain, raging fiercely and dripping in the chest!
Woke her up from her dream......
No tears