The wedding of Fu Tingyuan and Luo Nanchu was held in a Victorian castle belonging to the Yan family.

There have been funerals for Yan family owners in the past dynasties, but there have also been numerous weddings of Yan's descendants.

Because it was a little far away from the castle, lornan was awakened early in the morning by the makeup artist, and was quickly taken to the dressing table to start painting bride's makeup.

In the middle of her make-up, Qin Su brought her the dumplings that had just been cooked and fed to her: "it is estimated that I've been very busy all day today. How many do you eat and pad your stomach?"

The make-up artist is giving Ronan the first set of hair, she was pulled to grin, but also open her mouth to eat the dumplings Qin Su fed in.

"Don't eat the lipstick too!" said the makeup artist

"Don't eat too much! Otherwise, I won't be able to wear the dress later! "

……

However, the fact told her that she was totally over worried.

Five pounds a month is a difficult challenge for Ronan at the beginning, and it is impossible to succeed in the implementation.

The waist line of the dress was a little empty. The makeup artist who tied her a bow said to lornan: "Miss Luo, you can eat some more dumplings to support your stomach..."

By the time Ronan was dressed up, Huarong had already arrived. She had just arrived from the hospital, but her face was not painted, so she was dragged by the makeup artists to make up quickly.

Qin lie leaned against the wall to smoke. Seeing luonanchu come out of the room in his wedding dress, he stood up straight and said hello to her with a smile: "Luo Xiaochu."

Luonan first saw him, but she couldn't help walking fast. Her long skirt was trailing behind her. She almost fell down and was held by Qin lie.

He is her best man today.

A snow-white suit, eyebrows, skin white as snow, as always the world's unique color.

See her stagger, he smiles dotingly: "so big also rash."

"Ali, I didn't think you would come..."

A few days ago, Qin Su came over, but Qin lie's phone could not be reached. She had a guilty conscience and didn't want to ask for it, but she was still a bit sorry.

"The company is busy. I arrived this morning." He laughed and stroked her hair as usual, with a gentle voice, "happy new marriage. How could I be absent from your life's events. "

Huarong changed her dress and rushed from the dressing room. She looked at the time and said to Ronan Chu, "it's almost time. We should start."

Luonan was helped down the stairs by Qin lie and entered the wedding car.

He stood at the door, watching the wedding car go away, bowed his head and drew a cigarette from his pocket.

As soon as the lighter came out, Qin Su smoked the cigarette.

She wore a tuxedo with long hair and elegant smile: "what mood?"

Qin lie touched the lighter and laughed faintly: "what mood?"

"Watch her get married, but the groom is not you."

His smile is calm: "get me lucky, lose my life, that's all."

Qin Su laughed and took his hand: "let's go."

Indeed, many years have passed.

Those young and frivolous ambitions have turned into dust of the past.

May still love her, but also gradually learn how to hide the heart, let those feelings slowly precipitation, not let her trouble.

The past is like a dream.

He did get it.

Get, is eternal.

That's enough.

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Fu Tingyuan stood at the gate of the castle and waited patiently.