The tears in Xiaofang's eyes were wiped away and never flowed out again, but the tears in her heart began to bubble up, initially drop by drop, then slowly into a string, and then into a strand, into a spring, into a stream, suddenly erupted, like the flooding Yellow River, can no longer be stopped and controlled, desperate.

Fang's mother thought that she would encounter some resistance, so she dragged Xiaofang's hand very hard, but she did not encounter any resistance, Xiaofang moved with her moving footsteps, so that she was also happy, and she didn't look at Xiaofang who was dragged by herself, she only stared at the road ahead, the church in front of her, and it was also the place where today's wedding was held.

"Xiao Ming! Where the hell are you? ”

Xiao Fang's head was buzzing, and her mind was full of the name and person of Wang Fatzi.

Are you really going to get married? Is it really going to be separated? Why can't people who love each other always be able to be together?

Since she was a child, Xiao Fang has never disobeyed Fang's mother's words, and this time she obviously didn't either, although she wanted to struggle very much, and wanted to disobey very much! But she finally gave up, because since she was a child, she has never had this sense of disobedience.

Her eyes were blurred, she seemed to have lost her soul, without a trace of God.

Step by step, she is like a puppet, saying that she is stepping into the palace of marriage, or that she is being pushed into a shooting court.

The white roses can be seen everywhere, and these white flowers that represent purity are no longer pure today, because they will witness a reluctant wedding, a heart-rending scene.

In the church, only five or six people sat on the chairs in the front row, and the rest of the rows of chairs were empty, so deserted that anyone would never have imagined that a major wedding would be held here, and that a young girl would be married here.

The crucifixion of Jesus hangs high in the center, lonely and pitiful.

In front of the altar, a man in his fifties, wearing an expensive wedding dress, was waiting anxiously and a little excitedly.

On the altar, the priest who presided over the wedding had already stood up, everything was ready, and only the bride was just away.

There was no twisting and pinching, but it was full of hardness, Xiao Fang, who was wearing a beautiful wedding dress, was pulled out by Fang's mother, the whole process was extremely stiff, and the two people walking were like two running machines.

Looking at the groom, whose hair had thinned below, and at the young and beautiful bride who was being dragged over, a strange expression flashed on the priest's face, and he twitched violently.

Offstage, the invited person sitting in the chair in the front row was laughing, and suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly, and it was so quiet that it was audible to drop a pin.

The wedding began, and it was true that there was absolute silence, but the wedding had not yet begun, the bride and groom had not yet stood together, and the priest had not yet begun to signal, and this silence was evident that they had seen two people who were very incompatible and were now united.

Fang's mother pulled Xiaofang all the way to the altar, this wedding was so simple that she omitted a lot of procedures, she directly pushed Xiaofang to the man in his fifties, like casually pushing away something blocking her way.

Xiao Fang finally came to this point, and came to a man who was more than 20 years older than her, her body couldn't help but tremble in despair, and her red eyes couldn't help but cry, the tears were like pearls with broken threads, beautiful but heartbreaking.

The pastor was extremely reluctant to officiate at such a wedding, but as a pastor, it was his essential job, and he had to do so.

Glancing over, the pastor looked away, he couldn't bear to look at the tearful young bride, which made his nose sore, so sour that he wanted to cry, he was a priest, he was here to officiate the wedding, how could he have such emotions?

He set his eyes on the groom, looking at the man in his fifties, as if trying to see through his heart.

"O Almighty Lord! I am at your behest to have a supreme marriage in the world, and today there is another couple who are about to be united, and I hope you will be with me to witness this beautiful wedding together. ”

"God's befitted people cannot be separated, and the love of this life will be perfect because of today, so before that, I must first ask very solemnly: The bridegroom! Are you willing to hold the bride's hand, this hand is a lifetime, whether you are rich or poor, you will never be separated, whether you are rich, poor, old, sick or dead. ”

The wedding has already begun, and of course it must go on, without the slightest pause. The priest bowed, and then, speaking unwillingly, looked at the bridegroom, and asked about him.

"I do!" The bridegroom replied, not loud, but loud.

"Good! Your answer is sovereign, and I hope that you will keep the promise you have made and will not break it in this life. ”

As he spoke, the pastor paused, and the next question he was going to ask was what he often asked, but in a scene like today, it was difficult for him to ask.

"Bride! Would you like to join hands with the groom? No matter whether you are rich or poor, whether you are born, old, sick or dead, you will never be separated in this life. ”

It's hard to ask, but the wedding process is going to be completed, and although the priest doesn't want to, he agrees to the people, which is tantamount to making a vow for God, so he has to go on, he has to ask. He fell silent as soon as he finished asking, and at this moment his heart seemed to be still.

The bride who was asked did not reply for a long time, and the pastor knew that she was extremely reluctant to be this bride!

How he wished that a wonderful picture would suddenly appear at this time, when a young man suddenly rushed in, shouted "I am against it", and then took the poor girl away very forcefully.

Even if this were not the case, if the girl suddenly said "I don't want to" and then bravely turned and ran away, the priest decided to help her and try to hold off the person who was going to chase her.

Xiao Fang's heart was trembling, and when she glanced at the man beside her, she suddenly found that she couldn't speak, and she pouted for most of the day, but she couldn't squeeze out a word.

The fat and tall figure of the fat man filled her whole mind, and her whole heart was filled with him, how could she say it to a man who was not him to spend her life together? Although she did not dare to disobey her mother, how could she disobey her heart?

Under Jesus, in front of the priest, looking at the white roses that were so pure, how could she say something that was not at all pure?

She couldn't answer the priest's words, she stood there, trying to run but not daring to run, she was numb.

"You damn girl! Don't answer the priest's words yet! At this time, Fang's mother suddenly appeared again like a demon, she pinched Xiao Fang fiercely, and threatened her fiercely in her ear in a very low tone.

In this shooting wedding, if the groom is an executioner, then she is definitely the one behind everything.

Her arrival is really opportune, because Xiaofang is most afraid of her, and she has never had any sense of resistance to her, she is her mother, but she also seems to be her natural nemesis.

"I, I" Xiaofang's body and mind are trembling, her mother is really like a macro ditch that can never be crossed, her arrival is like a sky suddenly stepping down, pressing her breathless, she instinctively has to answer.

Shaking his head, the priest's eyes dimmed, and he knew that the images he had imagined before would be difficult to achieve.

Bang!

The closed church door was suddenly kicked open, and the two doors slammed against the wall, like a thunderbolt in the air, interrupting it all.