Leaving the cathedral, it was already afternoon, and I wanted to go to the martyr's tomb in Alexander Garden near Red Square to lay flowers, but Sergei saw that Yao Jingjing's face was not good, so he canceled the trip and took the car back to the manor directly.

On the way back, Yao Jingjing kept looking at the scenery outside the window, her mood was gloomy, and her mind kept echoing the words that Anna had warned her just now, she suddenly felt ashamed and indignant, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes unconsciously. Although Anna's words were bitter and mean, people were just stating a fact, in the eyes of others, she Yao Jingjing was a stand-in existence, selling herself for money, and not hesitating to marry an old man who was dozens of years older than herself. Although she doesn't want to admit it, she has to admit it if she doesn't want to admit it, this is what others see her. She has to suffer the path she chooses, and she may hear more ugly and insulting words in the future, and she has to bear it, and this is the price.

"What are you thinking?" Seeing that Yao Jingjing kept looking out the window, Sergei was a little curious.

Yao Jingjing came back to her senses suddenly, turned her head to look at Sergei, and the tears in the corners of her eyes instantly slipped down.

"Uh, nothing."

Sergei noticed the teardrop, raised his hand to Yao Jingjing's cheek, and wiped the tear away.

"Why are you crying?"

Yao Jingjing's eyes became flustered, and said, "Well, it's nothing, it's just a little homesick." ”

Sergei took Yao Jingjing into his arms, smiled and comforted: "It's still a child who doesn't grow up." When you get back to the manor, you'll call your parents and talk about our wedding today and show them photos of our wedding. ”

"Yes."

"From now on, the manor is your home, and I am your family. You're not used to it yet, take your time, it'll be fine for a long time. ”

"Yes, I see."

Back at the manor, Sergei still had something to do, so he asked Yao Jingjing to go back to the room to rest first. The housekeeper, Vera, had already sent someone to move Yao Jingjing's luggage from the guest room to the master bedroom.

This is the first time Yao Jingjing has approached Sergei's bedroom, in fact, every room in this manor is almost the same, but the only special feature of this room is an oil portrait above the fireplace. In the portrait is a middle-aged man and woman, the woman sits dignifiedly, the man stands upright, the man's hand is gently on the woman's shoulder, and both have a smile on their faces. These two people are none other than Sergei and his deceased wife, Ivanova. Sergei in the painting looks much younger, his hair is not topped, his figure is not fat, his facial lines are clear and hard, and his blue eyes are shining, this is what Sergei looked like when he was young, although he is not handsome, but he is also personable.

Yao Jingjing sighed helplessly, living in this room, it is better to stay in the previous guest room, at least there is no such portrait in the guest room, seeing this portrait, it seems to remind her of the identity of the stand-in all the time, making her feel uncomfortable.

Yao Jingjing turned her back, took out her mobile phone and dialed the WeChat video for her mother. At this time, it should have been dark in Penang, and it was expected that my father had already returned home from work.

"Mom." Seeing her mother in the video, Yao Jingjing screamed happily, and all the tiredness and anxiety in her heart disappeared at this moment.

"Jingjing, how is your wedding today? Your dad and I have been waiting for you to call. ”

"It was a success, it was held in a church, and I listened to the priest rambling all the time, and I didn't know what he was talking about."

"Nothing went wrong, did you?"

"No, everything is going well."

"By the way, Jingjing, have you seen Sergei's three children?"

"Uh, I see." At the mention of those three people, Yao Jingjing's eyes flickered slightly, slightly unnatural.

"How are they? Did you guys talk about anything? ”

"They were nice and polite to me. I didn't talk about anything, I couldn't talk about anything, and I didn't have a common language. ”

"Also, you don't live together anyway, and you don't usually see each other, so there won't be any contradictions."

At this time, Yao's father approached the mirror and asked, "Jingjing, where is Sergei?" ”

"He's got a bit of something to do and will be back in the evening. Dad, have you eaten? ”

"Your mother and I had just eaten when you called. Jingjing, you can send us some photos of your wedding later, I've been thinking about it with your mother for a day, send more. ”

"Hehe, okay, I'll send it in a moment. The photographer took a lot of shots, some of them were captures, and I chose the ones that looked good and sent them to you. ”

At this time, Yao's father noticed a portrait of a woman behind Yao Jingjing through the video, so he asked, "Jingjing, what kind of painting is behind you?" Is it a woman? ”

Yao Jingjing was stunned, hurriedly walked away, and said: "It's an oil painting, a work of art, this place in Russia has a very strong artistic atmosphere." ”

Father Yao nodded and said, "Okay, Jingjing, you've been busy all day, and you're tired, lie down and hang up." ”

"Okay, Dad, I'll send you a picture in a moment."

"Okay."

Yao Jingjing hung up WeChat, the smile on her face gradually faded, she would not tell her parents about her dilemma at the wedding, there was no need to let her parents worry about herself. Yao Jingjing turned her head to look at the oil painting again, and muttered to herself: "No matter what, I will hold on." I choose my own path, and I am responsible for it. At this moment, Yao Jingjing's eyes were full of determination, her parents were the source of her inner strength, and she had to work hard to hold on for her parents.

In the evening, Sergei and Yao Jingjing performed the Zhou Gong ceremony. Although Yao Jingjing is not a virgin and is no stranger to men and women, she is still very nervous, after all, she is with a 65-year-old man, she is still a foreigner, and there is no love between the two, it is inevitable that it will be a little unnatural. This night, Sergei was extremely gentle, treating Yao Jingjing as if he were a lost treasure. To Yao Jingjing's surprise, although Sergei is 65 years old, his body is very strong and hardworking, not at all like a person in his 60s, but like a strong guy, and although Yao Jingjing is very nervous, he still feels the continuous pleasure of physiology. This night, for both of them, is a beautiful night of candles in the cave room.