Chapter 89: What to cry about?
After getting into the carriage, Shen Zuihuan lowered his head and didn't say a word.
Lin Yi'an took the initiative to talk several times, but was blocked by her silence.
But when such a big thing happened, she didn't cry.
just looked at the little few in front of him blankly, and the whole person looked stunned.
Lin Yi settled down and asked her, "...... Aren't you sad that your fiancΓ© is raising an outer room behind your back? β
When these words fell, Shen Zuihuan's fingers on the skirt trembled.
Where will not be sad.
All she felt was that her lips were a little numb now.
And the suffocating numbness gradually spread to her ears and jaw, until it silently spread to the bottom of her most subtle heart.
She blinked, her pale eyes.
Then the tears rolled down in strings.
She suddenly thought of the years when Gu Changce was still at the border before, and she wrote so many letters to him, but he didn't even reply to one.
She lowered her head, bit her slightly pale lip, and silently shed tears.
thought to himself, maybe Gu Changce didn't like her so much.
After all, she has been dull since she was a child and is not very likable.
He just loves her skin, or because he didn't get it when he was young, he has some obsessions with her.
As soon as you get it, you will find that she is actually no different from other women in the world.
And at this time, Lin Yi'an stretched out his hand to her.
She nibbled on a loquat fruit that she didn't know where to go.
said to her vaguely: "Shen Huanhuan, don't cry, don't you still have me?" β
"You are dispensable to others, but I am different, I am your best friend."
"Don't worry, I'll always be with you."
When these words fell, Shen Zuihuan's eyes trembled slightly.
She had felt such an obvious preference, how could she be easily moved by Lin Yi'an's shallow words.
But she really has no choice now.
There was a look of struggle in her eyes.
In the end, he tightly held Lin Yi'an's warm palm, as if he had grasped his own life-saving straw.
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Since that day, Shen Zuihuan has been hiding in his yard and has never gone out again.
The Lin family also felt that it was Gu Changce's forced marriage that made her feel uncomfortable.
So he specially instructed Qingtang and Qingyou sisters and brothers not to disturb her all the time.
The days went by day by day.
Soon it was the day of the wedding.
But Shen Huan's heart has long been devoid of the joy he had when he first received the holy decree.
That morning, early in the morning, Lin hurried over to comb her hair.
While muttering some auspicious words, she secretly wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief several times.
But it has come to this point, and it is impossible for the Lin family to say anything depressing to her anymore.
Just before leaving, he hugged her and said in a dumb voice: "...... Huanhuan, when you go to your husband's house, living a good life is more important than anything else. β
Shen Zuihuan heard this, pursed his lips, and nodded to his aunt with tears in his hand.
In the end, it was Shen Qingyou who carried her out of the gate of the Shen Mansion and personally handed her over to Gu Changce.
The moment he held the man's slender and dry fingers, Shen Zuihuan's fingers trembled.
Fortunately, her face was completely hidden under the red hijab, and the people next to her couldn't see the trance-like expression on her face clearly.
It's like a numb doll, dragged by a man through all kinds of complicated etiquette.
After worshipping heaven and earth, she was taken to a new house by an old woman to wait.
It stands to reason that on the day of marriage, the bride is not allowed to eat anything.
But the old lady who came to serve her was a rare caring person.
He brought a small plate of cloud cake and asked her, "Madame, do you want to eat some pastries to cushion your stomach first, otherwise you will have to stay up for a while when the adults come." β
Coincidentally, this cloud cake is her favorite snack on weekdays.
Shen Zuihuan heard this, and his fingers hidden in the big red wedding dress moved slightly.
But in the end, he shook his head and refused.
just thanked Mama warmly.
When Mama heard this, she didn't force it, but just put the cloud cake on the small table next to the couch.
He blessed her again, and instructed, "Then the old slave went out first." β
After a pause, she added uneasily: "The old slave is waiting at the door, if there is anything wrong with the lady, just shout at the door." β
Shen Zuihuan nodded and said hello.
Mama left with peace of mind.
As soon as the old lady left, the whole room became quieter and quieter.
At this time, the Zhu window was ajar, and she could even clearly hear some slight wind and insect chirping coming from outside.
Shen Zuihuan lowered his eyelashes, and looked at his pair of white and tender hands stacked on top of the big red wedding dress in a daze.
Suddenly, I remembered the picture of Gu Changce standing in front of the small courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing that day, chuckling at the woman in blue and the baby in swaddling clothes.
I thought of the cold gaze he looked at himself when he met at the gate of the Shen Mansion that day.
The two images kept repeating and tearing in her mind.
The more you want to forget, the more you remember it clearly.
She felt tears in her eyes.
So he widened a pair of autumn water eyes, for fear that tears would fall at this time.
I endure hard work.
Suddenly, I heard a slight sound of footsteps.
Shen Zuihuan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously raised his head.
It was also at this moment that the tears in her eyes rolled down her moist cheeks with a sudden "whoosh".
Leave an inconspicuous white mark on the face covered with a layer of light fat powder.
So, when Gu Changce raised his hand and lifted the red hijab, he saw such a picture of a beautiful woman crying.
He stopped breathing for a moment.
His dark eyes looked at her without blinking.
But when Shen Zuihuan raised his eyes to look over, he quietly looked away.
Shen was drunk and looked at the past.
I saw that the man was dressed in red, Shaoguang was circulating, and the white jade belt pinched out his thin and straight waist.
is different from the usual Xuanyi dress, the red wedding dress dilutes the usual cold color on his weekdays.
On the contrary, he looks even more handsome and noble.
Shen Zuihuan didn't expect him to come back so early.
The hands on the skirt were clenched a little.
Gu Changce seemed to have finished drinking with the people outside, and there was still a faint layer of crimson floating in the place right now.
Tears fell from the red candle burning on the small table, and the candlelight faltered.
The man's tall back stood in front of her, looking at her condescendingly.
Moist lips pursed, and asked in a dumb voice, "What are you crying about?" β