Chapter 123: Blood Splattered Wedding Night 3

In the haze, a woman sat by the mausoleum and wept.

She was alone, hugging her knees, her body as thin as a layer of paper, and suddenly, the wind blew, and her whole body was blown up, like a fluttering feather. Seeing it, it is about to fall into the abyss.

He was anxious to catch her, but the wind was blowing stronger and stronger......

"Wheat...... Wheat ......"

His hand stretched out, but she didn't catch it, and she flew out and fell into the abyss......

"Wheat...... Wheat ......"

He jumped.

Pain in the forehead.

I found myself on the ground.

Sweating profusely.

The body is cold.

The sunlight outside has long since lost its temperature.

It's autumn!

It turned out that it was already autumn.

Before you know it, the days go by so fast.

He was dripping with cold sweat, he was in a nightmare all the time, and he couldn't get out.

He sat up.

The phone rings non-stop.

However, he didn't want to answer at all.

The mobile phone is unyielding, and the ringtone is endless.

He sighed and picked up the phone, and there were countless missed calls on his phone: Bingbing, Song Weichao, hotel, some unnamed ...... It's only been a while, and so many people are looking for it??

People from all walks of life are urging to death.

Song Weichao's voice was angry: "...... Hey, Lord Yi, don't you want to play missing on this day...... Bingbing and the others have already arrived at the Nine Hotel, okay??? do you still want to put up a fight in front of the women??tell you the truth, if you don't come, I'll come and arrest you immediately, if you let me catch you...... You should know the consequences......"

“......”

“...... Master Yi, are we adults, okay? Don't you like to play with the young one...... Do you still want to play Missing?"

“......”

Finally, Yi Xiangxi yelled into the phone: "It's coming, it's coming, I'll leave immediately......"

As soon as I hung up the phone, the driver called again, respectfully: "...... Mr. Yi, can you go??"

Even the driver was impatiently waiting!!

The wedding car was already waiting at the door, and he was in a hurry. Bite the bullet and catch the ducks on the shelves.

How strange it was, how could he think of getting married? For so many years, he had never thought about this question at all. Does every man have to get married????

I haven't been married for so many years, isn't it also a good life??Why do you have to get married??

It's imminent, but it feels so unreal.

Do I love Bingbing? Is she really the woman I've always dreamed of marrying in my life?

Or, do I understand her? Does she really understand me?

At this time, he realized that he had never understood Bingbing: what did Bingbing really like to eat, what to wear, hobbies, inner world, and what about Bingbing? How much did she understand herself?

It turned out that the previous relationship between the two was all roses, flowers, chocolates, candlelight dinners, precious jewelry, and sweet words...... These are all piled up in one qiē.

These so-called romances cover up all the truth.

When the curtain is opened, why are you so frightened?

Is it really so congratulatory to get married? Since then, has he entered a terrible grave, as people say?

Or am I married because I was in love? or because I was married to celebrate revenge?