I want to be your little good guy (end)

The brothers who played basketball together and the partners who started their own businesses together were transported together on Mr. Lu's plane.

"Wang Yuzhou has been busy recently, so he didn't come, but we brought the wedding gift here."

Saying that, the brothers gave the gift box to Lu Ling.

When I opened it, it was a dirty basketball and a card.

Since graduating from high school, Wang Yuzhou went directly abroad, and has not come back until now, this basketball is a limited edition of the star signed by Lu Ling to him, and he sent it as a gift today.

Only one line was written on the card.

"Happy newlyweds."

The brothers all knew how the disagreement between him and Lu Ling came about, but they could only sigh.

It was Wang Yuzhou who said it at the beginning, and now he can't let go, no way, the problem is him, and none of the brothers will say that Lu Ling is not.

And at this moment in the bridal dressing room, Ding Bao also received a gift from China, a huge purple gift box was placed on the ground, and the two of them worked hard to open it, and at the moment of opening, everyone subconsciously exclaimed.

"Wow, that's pretty......"

Ding Bao lowered his eyes and looked at the gorgeous and dazzling wedding dress in front of him, hooked his lips and smiled slightly, the envelope in his hand had been opened, and the sentence "I'm sorry" on the letter also conveyed the feelings of the person who sent the letter.

Indeed, the one sentence he is qualified to say at this moment is "I'm sorry".

I'm sorry to disappoint your love.

I'm sorry I owe you a wedding.

I'm sorry, but I wish you happiness and good health.

There are always mistakes and regrets in the world, and being able to face and let go calmly is the ultimate tempering.

During the wedding, under the soft and warm sunshine, Ding Bao, who was wearing a white wedding dress, held a white rose in his hand and walked step by step towards Lu Ling under the white flower wall.

The soft and beautiful music sounded, Ding Bao seemed to step on the notes forward, every step was plucking Lu Ling's heartstrings, he looked deeply at the girl in front of him, under the hazy yellow glow, he seemed to see the sixteen-year-old Ding Bao, with a high ponytail, was smiling at him enthusiastically.

This is his girl.

This is his bride.

Lu Ling stepped forward and stretched out his hand early, the light in his eyes was solemn and reverent.

This is the princess he is about to devote his life to loyalty, and it is the source of his life power, and when he clenched Ding Bao's hand, a soft smile finally bloomed on Lu Ling's face.

"Ding Bao, did I tell you that I love you very much?"

"Is there one?"

"Well, in my heart, on your pillow. This time, I'm going to tell you in your ear...... Ding Bao, I really love you. โ€

This sentence is easier to say than imagined, Lu Ling, who has always been reserved and silent, is used to hiding his emotions deep in his heart, and using actions to show his love and tenderness, but at this moment, facing the beautiful bride, the love blurted out is particularly sincere and sincere.

He cherished Ding Bao's hand, leaned over to his ear, and whispered lovingly.

"God has mercy on me, let me have love and be loved. Ding Bao, I want you in this life, I want you in the next life, I will be very rich and rich, you like money so much, you will definitely find me, right? โ€

This is the most beautiful love story Ding Bao has ever heard.

She stretched out her hand, wrapped her arms around Lu Ling's neck, stood on tiptoe and smiled to block his thin lips.

"If you have money, I'm sure I'll find you."

The audience applauded, and Ding Baomei under the camera became a painting.

Soon the news of her marriage spread all over the Internet.

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and other entries were on the top of the hot search.

In an instant, the whole network knew that after debuting for four years, Ding Bao, the youngest actress of the four masterpieces, got married, and the marriage partner was still a young boss worth tens of billions.

Everyone found out that the two were high school classmates, fell in love in college, got married after graduating from college, and their relationship has been very stable for four years, but Mr. Lu is low-key so he never appeared in the camera.

In this way, Ding Bao, who was only twenty-two years old, got married.

The couple has been living in a manor abroad, without the media's interference and tracking, Ding Bao's life is leisurely and enjoyable.

After marriage, she gradually faded out of the entertainment industry, and occasionally came back to make a little promotional film a year, but no other film and television works came out.

Lu Ling also gradually transferred his business abroad, leaving some of his backbone in China, no longer as busy as before, he gradually took a back seat, and took the initiative to hand over most of the rights to the best brothers in the past.

Everyone didn't understand what he did, after all, Lu Ling was still very young, and it was the peak of this industry. But at this time, he handed over the work at hand to others early, and he didn't worry about the change of status, but just stayed by Ding Bao's side wholeheartedly.

The love between the two is very enviable.

They all faded out of the crowd and hustle and bustle at their peak, and how many old people can't do it are decisive and indifferent, they can easily do it for each other.

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A year later, Ding Bao's body began to weaken without warning.

Two years later, Ding Bao's hair began to fall out, and countless medical treatments were sought for her, but modern technology could not find the cause of her at all, let alone find any treatment.

Three years later, Liu Xiulin, who had survived for seven years, died.

Four years later, Ding Bao's organs began to fail, and he had difficulty breathing, accompanied by brief shock.

Before she could make a choice, the big hand that controlled everything was already silently adjusting the progress of this world.

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In the endless wheat field, Ding Bao wore a wide beige hat, leaned on the dead tree roots beside him, looked at the faintly exposed tip of the roof in front of him, and the brush in his hand continued to depict, and the boxy canvas was full of vitality.

Lu Ling searched for a long time before he found Ding Bao in the wheat field, he hurriedly bent down and sat down, draped the blanket over her shoulders.

"It's windy outside, let's go back."

Ding Bao shook his head and continued to speak in his hand, his slightly pale face could no longer see the brilliance of the past, under the beige hat, a face without eyebrows looked extremely weak and haggard, the wind became slightly stronger, the brim of the hat was turned up, faintly revealing the forehead, and there was also no hair.

"I'd like to see it again."

Lu Ling looked at Ding Bao deeply, and sat quietly beside her, his slender back had bent up for some time, and when he reached out to wrap his hand around her shoulder, his voice was slightly choked.

"Ding Bao, I'm scared."

Ding Bao looked at him sideways, his eyes were full of smiles, all sickly pale face, only the eyes still radiated bright light.

"Afraid of what?"

"This life is too short, I'm afraid that there will be no next life in life."

Ding Bao laughed silently, reached out and gently stroked Lu Ling's face, and whispered.

"Ten years, long enough......"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, there was a bright and melodious sound of the bell striking in the manor.

Ding Bao's eyes were calm, the paintbrush in his hand stopped abruptly, followed by another "click", and fell to the ground.

After a long silence and dead silence.

The man's stoic but desperate cry reverberated in the tumbling wheat field, and after being blown away by the wind, it slowly drifted into the distance.

The cool breeze of midsummer blows away the scorching love, the orange dusk embraces the minty dawn, and after thirty years of the deceased's death, a lonely soul is relieved, and he embraces the painting and the dawn left by his lover, and sleeps forever.

(ENDS)

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