The last step of a religious wedding is: the ceremony, which seems cumbersome but is actually very important, and there is no right step without it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The old pastor shook hands with the newlyweds and signaled to leave, while the other guests stood to say goodbye.

After the couple left, the "Wedding March" was played again, and the guests left.

Linche was probably the only one who didn't know much about it, and everyone else had been more or less involved or had known about it in advance.

He participates in the marriage process with a stupid father figure, but he can't empathize with the lifeguards.

But the inextricable depression in his heart still bothered him.

When the crowd dispersed, he stood in the middle of the church, looking at the thin cross, wondering where the problem was.

"Jingle ......"

The sound of wind chimes suddenly appeared in his mind.

Right! Wind chimes! What do lifeguards become so that they can continue to stick to their obsessions.

Feeling that he might go crazy if he didn't know the end of the matter, Linche put on his gown and ran out of the church, although the hotel staff were waiting for him at the door to go to the place of the next ceremony.

But he didn't wonder about the next process at all, but he was going to be lively when it was quiet, and he wasn't a creature good at living in groups.

Instinctively, Lin Xie left the hotel, obviously his body had left the auditorium far away, and the heavy depression in his heart still could not dissipate.

He wanted to run to ask Zhou Qing, why didn't he go to see your father, and wanted to ask the lifeguard, why did he let his daughter go free.

If you have to hide something unspeakable, why should you be so concerned after you die?

Lin Xie may just be Qi Zhou Qing didn't have a more obvious reaction, obviously she also sensed the existence of the lifeguard.

Run, Lin Xie ran hard, using his strength in a place that didn't matter, with a general direction, or maybe running to a place with fewer people as much as possible.

It wasn't until his thigh muscles were shaking, his tendons were knotted, and he was panting that he stopped.

Looking back, there were only flight attendants and hackers, who were at this distance that made humans tired, without the slightest fatigue on their faces, and even looked at Lin Xie's somewhat crazy actions with some blankness.

The sky was getting darker, and the faint sunlight was shining through the clouds, covering the earth with a thin veil of lightness, and there was a slight coolness in the air, presumably sounding the first trumpet of autumn.

The place I'm in now is probably the quietest corner of the city, unpopulated and no cars howling.

But instead, Lin Xie woke himself up, because he suddenly couldn't feel the fatigue and soreness of his thighs caused by accelerating and running for a long time, which was just a setting imposed on himself.

Can a man be in charge of the body? He couldn't help but ask himself, what is the difference between himself and obsession.

There are still.

The lifeguard wants to fulfill his last prayer to his daughter, the flight attendant wants to get a sincere smile, and the hacker wants to roll the sheets with the lover of his dreams more simply.

As for him, he doesn't think he's so pure, and he doesn't have any more desire for what kind of person he becomes.

Lin Xie raised his head, his body did not feel tired, he was refreshed, he began to stare at the ground, walking aimlessly, unlike before, he began to walk towards the place where there were voices.

It took an hour, maybe two or three hours, maybe longer.

The voices grew louder and louder, and the hacker reminded him, "Look up." ”

Lin Xie unconsciously raised his head, only to see that the elevated shelf in front of him said "Tuluo Community", and then the security guard at the door was staring at him with a little question.

I've been here in the morning, but I feel like I've come to a new place, and when I walk through the door, the security guard doesn't stop me, maybe looking at his messy hair, but he is wearing an expensive suit at first glance, which is a little out of place, but it's hard to say anything.

Re-examining the neighborhood, he walked on the smooth pavement and found that most of the buildings were freshly painted with wall paint, and there were cracks in some places, which was very likely to be an old neighborhood.

Further down, there are many old trees, with lush branches and even messy, which shows that they have not been taken care of regularly.

When he walked downstairs to the new house of Zhou Qingxiao and his family, he stopped in front of a tree that would not stop when he passed by thousands of times.

It was a short, stout tree, which had no fruit on it, and naturally had no name, and it was impossible to determine which family or order it was, and in front of the nearby green tree, the dead wood was as thin as the thin branches, and the long branches stood out abruptly.

And the roots are irregularly concave from the bottom to the top, and they are not the trees found in inland cities, but rather like tropical plantain trees, but without the iconic giant leaves.

He looked at the tree that he was not sure he had seen in the morning, and although his mind was empty, his mind was stable, and it was not as chaotic as it had been when he had just attended the wedding.

"Uncle Cousin." It was a woman's voice, and it seemed like the strap had just developed, and it was a little sharp and harsh.

"Uncle Cousin!" Her voice was louder, trying to wake Lin Xie.

Only then did he realize that this cousin was shouting to himself, and looked in the direction of the voice, and it was not Wang Zhan's sister Wang Rui'er in front of him.

She is wearing an orange evening dress at the moment, a pair of youthful and powerful calves under a short skirt, stepping on novel high heels, judging from the net, it is a pair of squeezed out breasts, and the small ** has not seen much on the market.

Only then did I skip the uncompetitive collarbone and see Wang Ruier's slightly angry cheeks.

"Uncle Cousin, where do you look?"

"Let's see if you have room for more beauty."

"Is there one? Have it? ”

"It's hard for me to see." Lin Xie's hand waved in front of her youthful and energetic but not very neat face.

When a woman listens to her words, she is smarter than anyone else, and naturally she can hear that Lin Xie is praising her for how difficult it is to find fault with her.

Wang Ruier happily handed the envelope in her palm to Lin Xie.

"Sister-in-law, please let me give it to you." She called Zhou Qing her sister-in-law a little sweetly, it seems that Lin Xie's deterrence still has an effect, maybe she is a playful and ignorant girl, and she can't find a black spot, so she naturally begins to have a good feeling.

"Zhou Qing?" Lin Xie said with some doubts, took the thin and light envelope, and did not open it on the spot.

It was only then that he felt tired, and found a bench near the tree of doubt, and sat down with the sound of his uncle's groan.

didn't think much about it, he still decided to open the envelope on the spot, as if there was no need to take it back and look at it, there was no opening on the envelope, and Wang Ruier didn't have more instructions.

When Lin Xie slowly tore open the envelope, Wang Ruier sat beside him, chattering in Lin Xie's ear and saying his own circle, seeing that Lin Xie didn't care, he began to look at his mobile phone and play the latest mobile games.

The moon hangs in the sky, from time to time hiding behind clouds that represent sparseness.

On the branch of the strange tree, a few chirping sparrows rested, pecking at the bodies of their companions from time to time, as if reminding each other of the meaning of chirping in the branches.

On the third floor of the commercial house opposite the tree is the new house of Zhou Qing and Wang Zhan.

Wang Zhan was drunk today, he was drunk for the first time in his life, he fell asleep in the bedroom, it seemed that like most newlyweds, crazy sex would take a few days.

Zhou Qing sent off the last group of guests, helped her drunken husband wipe her neck and ankles, and placed them on the bed.

She took a deep breath, looked at her husband's cheek, who was snoring carefully, and laughed softly unconsciously.

Covering him with the quilt, she rubbed her temples, made a cup of bitter tea, held it in the palm of her hand, and let the heat spread all over her body, never so relieved to walk in the living room.

She walked to the window facing the community park and heard a familiar rhythmic sound.

And it's sung by sparrows.

Unconsciously sang along.

"Pick up snails, pick up snails, take my sister to pick up snails, my sister doesn't want to go, then it's only for my sister snail."

While singing, a line of tears flowed down her cheeks, and she couldn't hold it back, covering her eyes with her trembling hands, and after a long time, she slowly moved away, but the tears did not take back, she could only let it flow, strong thoughts and feelings came to her, but she still insisted on singing the familiar Li ballad.

"Annoying old fellow, not good at all."