"I want Otoon to wear my wedding dress when she gets married."

"If she doesn't want to get married, forget it."

Dreams that can't be fulfilled have another name, regret.

Shen Fanyin knew that Guan Ran must have a lot of regrets, and all she could do was to reduce one as much as possible.

The wedding dress on her body was Guan Ran's first work, and she and her assistant searched for a long time before finding it. It was also the first time she had worn a wedding dress, and it was ridiculous to say that she had done dozens of wedding dresses, but none of them were the ones she wanted to try on.

The wedding dress is old, and no matter how hard you try to clean it, you can't restore the beauty it used to be. The mottled imprints left by the years are like memories, both good and bad, lingering. jj.br>

Guan Ran looked at Shen Fanyin with red eyes and whispered, "It's good-looking."

She walked down the steps slowly and hugged Shen Fanyin.

Patting her on the back, she pretended to smile lightly, "Yinyin, I'm sorry for you."

Guan Ran knew Shen Fanyin's knot, the wedding dress was a shackle for her, if it weren't for Zeng Wanwan, she wouldn't have designed a wedding dress when she designed socks.

Shen Fanyin lowered her eyes, was silent for a moment, and told a lie: "Senior sister, I'm thinking about getting married, but it's not time yet."

"Hmm."

Guan Ran didn't care if what she said was true or not, she stood up straight, held Shen Fanyin's shoulder, stared into her eyes and said, "I believe you can take care of yourself, so it doesn't matter if you get married or not, or who you marry."

"Yinyin, marriage is not necessary, if you don't get married, you won't break the law, as long as you're happy, it's more important than anything else. If you don't have someone you want to be with for the rest of your life, don't endure decades of married life just to grow old and have a companion."

Shen Fanyin: "Although I don't want to say it, your persuasion is a bit redundant."

She really doesn't need to be persuaded if she doesn't get married.

Guan Ran laughed, pinched Shen Fanyin's face, and unconsciously swept his gaze over Jing Zeheng.

She smiled and said meaningfully, "Not necessarily, maybe when you met that person worthy of trust."

After she finished speaking, she didn't give Shen Fanyin time to react, pulled up her skirt and turned back to the pavilion, and commanded the others with a smile: "Help me light the candles, I want to make a wish."

"I'm coming, I'm coming, I love to serve beautiful women." Qi Yan immediately took out a lighter, and by the way, he also took the work of mobilizing the atmosphere.

Jing Zeheng walked straight down the steps and bent down to pull up the skirt for Shen Fanyin.

This is the first time he has pulled the corners of his skirt for others, but the rhythm of his steps is just right, and Shen Fanyin can't feel the pulling at all.

Entering the pavilion, Shen Fanyin handed the bouquet to Su Mu.

Su Mu took a big step back directly, and shook his head in horror: "You can take it yourself, or give it to whoever you like!"

She put her hands behind her back, and every cell in her body was full of rejection.

Although it wasn't a wedding scene, it was a bouquet. Shen Fanyin handed the bouquet, who dares to accept it?

Jing Zeheng dared.

He easily and naturally took the bouquet from her hand, and when Qi Yan lit the candle, he stuffed it directly into his arms.

Qi Yan looked at the bouquet and wondered, "Big brother, are you finally willing to fulfill me and Xiaoyinyin?"

Qi Yan is definitely the happiest one today, for no other reason - Jing Zeheng has no name!

Oh, even in such an urgent "marriage dream" scene, Shen Fanyin did not admit Jing Zeheng in front of his best friend!

This realization made him feel comfortable and very happy, and even the venue fee was only a symbolic collection of 200 yuan, and the rest of the flowers, cakes, and balloons were all paid for by himself.

Qi Dashao is happy in it, and his happiness cannot be experienced by others.

Jing Zeheng said slowly, "Bouquet of flowers, Su Mu doesn't want it, it's appropriate for you to take it."

Qi Yan: "......?"

I always feel that what he said has another meaning.

The candle flame flickered, Guan Ran reverently closed his eyes, folded his hands, and gently pressed his fingertips against his chin:

"I want ......"

"I won't hurt anymore."

She opened her eyes and tried to blow out the candles one by one.

Everyone didn't speak, they looked at Guan Ran quietly, and waited for her to blow out the candle by herself, and then a "happy birthday" blessing sounded.

Guan Ran was not in good spirits, and the birthday party lasted only half an hour before it came to an end.

"Senior sister, wait for me for a while, I'll change my clothes and go back with you." Shen Fanyin said.

Guan Ran held her hand and shook his head with a chuckle: "No, I'll go back first-Yinyin, can you go buy me a fried mein?" I want to eat it at night."

"Huh?" Shen Fanyin was stunned, "From the school gate?"

"Hmm." Guan Ran nodded, "I want to eat."

"Yes, yes, but ......" Shen Fanyin frowned slightly, "But his stall doesn't open until seven o'clock at night, don't you have to sleep at that time?"

Guan Ran has been sleeping very early recently, and at seven o'clock, she should have fallen asleep. Even if she can survive until then, her stomach can't stand it when she sleeps after eating.

Guan Ran unexpectedly insisted: "I'm waiting for you, I really want to eat."

Shen Fanyin could only nod in response: "Okay, I'll buy it for you, then Mu Mu, you can send your senior sister back."

"Okay, no problem." Su Mu responded with a smile, "Let Senior Sister take a nap in the afternoon, no problem."

Yang Chuchu held Guan Ran's other arm: "I'll go back with you."

Shen Fanyin watched them go away, his brows furrowed slightly.

Jing Zeheng still pulled her skirt and said, "Let's go change your clothes first, don't freeze."

"Hmm." Shen Fanyin frowned lightly and returned to room 8008 with him.

She quickly changed out of her wedding dress, handed it over to Sang Sang to tidy up, and said to Jing Zeheng, "Brother, I'll go buy fried noodles for my senior sister."

"I'll be with you." Jing Zeheng held the car keys and didn't ask her why she was going at this time.

It's only one o'clock in the afternoon, and the stall can't be opened anyway.

Shen Fanyin dialed her grandmother's phone in the car and said directly, "Grandma, can you help me ask your students, does anyone have the phone number of the owner of the fried noodle stall outside the north gate of the school?"

Grandma was puzzled, "If you want to eat, I'll bring it back to you in the evening."

"No, it's Senior Sister Guan Ran who wants to eat." Shen Fanyin said, "She can't stay up that late."

"Well," said Grandma at once, "you wait, I'll ask."

"Okay."

Shen Fanyin didn't put all her confidence in school, and when Jing Zeheng parked the car at the north gate, she went from store to store to ask if anyone knew the phone number of the owner of the stall.

"Hello boss, excuse me, do you know the phone number of the uncle of the fried noodle stall here at the north gate?"

"I'm sorry, no."

"Hello boss, excuse me, may I ask you ......?"

Outside the north gate of Ontario is a small commercial street, with many shops selling everything, Shen Fanyin asked one by one, her mouth was dry, but the answers she got disappointed.

Jing Zeheng handed her a bottle of water, frowned slightly and said distressedly, "Rest for a while."

Shen Fanyin took a sip of water, and in the early summer breeze, the corners of her forehead were sweaty.

She looked at Jing Zeheng slightly apologetically and said, "Brother, you go back to the car to rest first, and I'll ask again."

"I'm not tired," Jing Zeheng looked across the street and said to her, "You walk slowly, I'll go to the other side and ask, and call you when I ask."

"Huh?"

Shen Fanyin watched in amazement as he crossed the street to the other side, and he, like her, rushed from house to house to ask.

Shen Fanyin was a little stupid, it was really hard to imagine that Jing Zeheng would do such a thing for her.

She quickly came to her senses, stopped thinking about it, and continued to ask.

After more than an hour, the two of them ran the whole street and couldn't find the phone number of the chow noodle owner. There are too many merchants on this street, such an inconspicuous fried noodle stall is old

The board simply can't get anyone's attention.

On the side of the road, Shen Fanyin wiped the sweat from his forehead, frowned, and said, "Is it true that you have to wait until night?"

Jing Zeheng could only comfort: "The worst result is to wait for him to come out of the stall, don't worry, he will definitely be able to buy it."

Shen Fanyin was very irritable, rubbing her hair, and her mood was extremely bad.

Just then, my grandmother's phone called.