On December 16, 2016, the eighteenth day of the eleventh month of the lunar calendar, Meng Qi's birthday, it is advisable to travel, enter the house, pray for blessings, ask for heirs, and marry.

Before the wedding began, no one knew where the groom had gone, and Liu Xin and Chen Xi's assistant stood in the lobby of the hotel and called over and over again; The bride holds lipstick and carelessly touches up her makeup in front of the mirror; The groom's father sat calmly on the sofa in the lounge with his eyes closed, while his mother looked a little anxious but did not dare to say anything.

The groom walked into the familiar ward in an expensive gown, and the cold machine on the side told outsiders that the person on the bed still had signs of life, and the groom sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the man who still had his eyes closed, and a bitter smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

"Brother, I still walked on your old path, there was no resistance, no unwillingness. It turned out that I was weak, but I did not dare to admit it before. But it was only today that I understood how you felt when you walked into the wedding scene. In this scene of life, death is the end of the play, and we are the only ones who are not qualified to call it a stop, aren't we? Actually, I still don't know if it's right for me to do this, whether I should leave Song Li behind, whether I should leave her so selfishly······ Brother, if you were here, wouldn't she and I have come to this point today. He took a deep breath, looked at the sunlight outside the window, and smiled to himself, "Actually, until today, I don't know how much you have sacrificed for this family, in the end, I am still selfish, and I still want to use your sacrifice to achieve my own happiness." But brother, I'm not as strong as you, and Song Li is not as strong as Jiang Yao, will I still lose ······her in the end?" He looked at Chen Hao on the hospital bed, knowing that all the "disease-free*" today would not get any answer, "When the time comes, I should go, everything is my choice, no one holds a knife on my neck, I have to do this and that, all this is my choice." He got up, smiled, and didn't look back.

At the grand wedding scene, the groom took the bride's hand from the bride's father, turned around, and entered the palace of marriage, all the blessings around him seemed to the groom to be noisy, he looked down at the veil, imagining that her appearance behind the veil must be the most beautiful in the world he had ever seen.

The host reminded the groom to put on the wedding ring for the bride again, the groom picked up the wedding ring, just put on the bride's ring finger but there was a moment of pause, the bride noticed the groom's strange appearance, the ring finger of the right hand gently hooked in, and the ring was put in. The groom looked at the bride through the veil, and a smile curled up on the bride's lips. Seeing this, the host hurriedly played the round with beautiful words, and then shouted loudly, asking the groom to lift the veil and kiss the bride. The groom looked into the bride's eyes, then put his hands on the bride's cheek, put two thumbs on the bride's scarlet lips, and kissed them deeply.

The scheduled ceremony was hastily over, and the groom went backstage, ripped off his white gloves and bright red corsage, snatched the car keys from his assistant, and pushed open the door.

The bride, wearing a white veil, looked at him in silence behind him.

"Where are you going?" Father's voice rang out, a low voice that showed the level of anger he was at the moment.

The groom's hand stopped at the door, he turned around, looked at the relatives behind him who were very strange at this moment, his body trembled unconsciously, and then shouted loudly, "What else do you want from me?!" What you told me to do, I did! What else do you want from me?! With that, he pushed open the door and walked away.

"What are you still doing! Why don't you change the bride's toasting outfit yet?! The bridegroom's mother whispered.

A group of assistants, makeup artists, costume artists, and stylists rushed over and carried the bride back to the room to change the dress for the dinner. The bride looked in the direction the groom had left, but only smiled.