Just as the Shuai Mansion was preparing for the wedding, Mo Zhitian hid in his residence alone in a daze. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He has always regarded Xiao Xiao as his sister, and has never thought about other things. As for Xiao Xiao's unrequited love, he just laughed it off. In his opinion, it was just the simple idea of the girl Huaichun.

But now that Xiao Xiao is getting married, she can't be happy. Is this weishenme? Shouldn't I bless her? Lakshin is a good man to rely on. He understands Xiao Xiao and is willing to pay for her, Xiao Xiao marrying such a man is her lifelong happiness. Mo Zhitian told himself this, but deep down in his heart, there was a voice that had been rebelling against his rational thoughts. The voice told itself that he was in love with the girl.

When did it start? Mo is not clear. Was it when the two of them hugged each other last night? Or is it when two people are desperately trying to survive in the middle of that barren mountain? Is it too early? Back in that day when fate was destined to change the course of life? That day, Xiao Xiao rescued a strange man who fainted at the foot of the Misty Mountain, he was from the Republic and he was a murder suspect. He was on the way to escape, and the original people were in the process of seeking the truth. At that moment, the cause of the two of them cutting off the mess began.

Mo Bitian has always been reluctant to admit this feeling. Because there is still one person in his heart who has not let go. Situ Xiaoxue, the woman he "killed", his wife, and the love of his life. Once upon a time, Mo tried to forget Xiaoxue, but he didn't succeed. Even if his ancestors had clearly told him that Xiaoxue was really dead, he couldn't forget her. This unforgettable love made him unable to extricate himself.

Mo is such a contradictory person. He is very smart and good at analyzing things, and always refuses to admit defeat in the face of difficulties. This is his strength, and it is worthy of praise from others, but he also has a weakness, and this weakness is weakness. Although he gradually began to learn to be strong, he always stumbled at the moment. There is a reason for Mo Yingtian's weakness. The reason for this is simple, he has a very serious selection syndrome. Yes. He can't choose who or what he should choose. He is always wandering, hesitating, comparing. This is true for Aiqing or anything else. Now he is no exception, he has once again fallen into the strange circle he has set for himself. He likes Xiao Xiao but can't let go of the wife who died because of him, he struggles in a daze, escapes in silence, he can't make a choice about everything in front of him, he can only sit there alone. Perhaps for him, this is the most haode option at the moment.

Compared with Mo Zhitian's weakness, Xiao Xiao is more decisive. She's got everything figured out. This is the reason why she resolutely agreed to the marriage. At this moment, she was being led by Lakshen step by step in front of Xiao Wanlong, and behind her were countless guests. This is exactly the scene she wants, a part of her jihua.

No one knew what Xiao Xiao was thinking, not even her father, Xiao Wanlong. In fact, the owner of the old village was instructing the celebrant of the wedding to start the ceremony immediately. The master of ceremonies looked at the time and nodded, so he shouted at the top of his voice: "The auspicious time has come, play music!" ”

As soon as the drummers below heard the order, they immediately began to play and sing. Xiao Wanlong was very satisfied. He slowly sat back down on the throne with his beard twisted, waiting for the next step in the ceremony.

The master of ceremonies diligently cleared his throat and continued to shout: "Please give a big gift to the bride and groom!" ”

He paused again and shouted in the loudest voice: "Worship heaven and earth!" ”

At this moment, the incense candle on the desk is burning.

"Second worship high hall!"

Now. Xiao Wanlong on the main seat smiled.

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

At this moment, a bright pair of scissors hit the bride's chest!

Those present were stunned. They were stunned by what they saw.

They saw that it was none other than the bride herself who was holding scissors! It's Xiao Xiao!

"What's going on?" The guests below began to talk.

Xiao Wanlong, who was sitting on the main seat, couldn't stand it anymore. He asked with an angry emphasis, "What do you mean, girl?" ”

Xiao Xiao sneered and uncovered her hijab with her other hand that was not holding a knife.

At this moment, the people below sighed again. Because in the original village, the bride must wear a red hijab when she gets married. The hijab is for the bridegroom to unveil. Only in this way can we ensure that husband and wife are affectionate and loving, and they grow old. If the bride lifts her hijab herself, she will be unlucky for the rest of her life.

Xiao Xiao's actions are indeed "rebellious", but what she has to say next is even more sensational. I saw that she threw the red hijab off to the ground casually, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Daddy, I won't get married this time." ”

"What do you say? You repeat!? Xiao Wanlong couldn't believe his ears.

Xiao Xiao looked at her father, who was close at hand, and repeated again: "I said that I won't get married this time!" ”

The audience was in an uproar.

Xiao Wanlong's beard was about to be crooked. He pointed his finger at Xiao Xiao and shouted, "Presumptuous! Marriage is the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, is it that you want to get married, and if you don't want to get married, you won't get married? ”

"I know, but I just don't want to tie it. If you push me again, I'll die here! Xiao Xiao said calmly.

Xiao Wanlong looked at the knife in Xiao Xiao's hand and sighed: "Are you weishenme?" Don't you like Lakshin? ”

After he said this, the Mongolian young man who had been standing aside came to his senses. Xiao Xiao's sudden move just now had already scared him stupid. If it weren't for Xiao Wanlong, it is estimated that he would still be in a fugue.

After a brief period of stupor, Lakshin regained his composure. He looked at Xiao Xiao, hoping that she could give him a satisfactory answer.

Xiao Xiao held the scissors tightly in her right hand, and slowly turned her head to Laxin on the side: "I'm sorry second brother!" You are a good brother, but it's a pity that I only have respect and no love for you. We can't be husband and wife. ”

Laxin smiled bitterly: "Sister, I understand. I didn't want to do that, but that's what it means to be handsome. In my eyes, you have always been my sister, and I have no idea of wrongdoing. ”

Xiao Xiao's eyes were full of tears, and her right hand holding the scissors trembled uncontrollably. She knew that she had failed her second brother, but she did not have a relationship with him. If she gets married against her true will like this, then she will not be happy in this life.

Xiao Wanlong looked at this "farce" and his face turned green. He sat up from his seat and shouted at Xiao Xiao, "Evil animal! I've raised you for so many years, and now I don't even listen to my father! I think you're a ghost, so I'm going to get rid of the 'ghost' that fascinates you!" ”

"Enough! Daddy! You don't want to transfer your temper to someone else. Brother Mo is not wrong. It's me who is wrong, it's that I like him! Xiao Xiao said loudly.

She glanced at the hundreds of guests behind her, and continued with a relaxed face: "Everyone here is my father's old subordinates, and you have followed my father for decades, and I am here to thank you. I know that now there is going to be a war in the original village. It's a war that can't be stopped, so I don't want to stop it. Because it is your own choice, your choice of freedom. But as you pursue freedom and happiness, please think of me. I also have my own rights, and I can pursue my own freedom and happiness. Marrying Lakshin wasn't my will, it was my father's. I don't want to bury my life because of my dad's ideas. I want to be with the people I love, so today I want you to be a testimony to my courage and dedication to love! I'm going to tell you the name of my loved one, and his name is Mo Heaven! He is my wishful husband, and he is the happiness I will pursue all my life! ”

Xiao Xiao couldn't cry anymore after saying this. It was a word she had the courage to utter, and she couldn't have had the courage to say it a second time. She had expected that when she had said this, there would be sighs, there would be rebukes, there would be anger, there would be ridicule, but none of that was true. There was a dead silence all around, no one spoke, not even coughing or moving. Everyone stood there as if they didn't exist.

After this long silence, the crowd suddenly shouted, "Well said! A heartfelt round of applause followed. (To be continued......)