Chapter 203

Name:Dangerous CEO Author:Mrs. Darcy
At the door of the church, Qin Mucai had already changed into a neat black dress and nodded to every wedding guest.

At this time, Nie Sheng ran to him in a panic, whispered to him for a while, and his face changed greatly. Then, regardless of other people's confusion, they hurried out.

On the car, Qin Mucai asked, "where did he stop the car?"

"Back to Mu Shao, luo'an highway --"

"Where did you go?"

"According to the people who were there at that time," it's going north. "

"North?" Qin Mu collected his eyebrows and then stepped on the accelerator.

"Bang!" The remote control was smashed to pieces, and the boy rose to his feet, his face livid.

"Xia Tong, don't be self righteous!" For a long time, he gritted his teeth.

"Are you in a panic?" Xia Tong said with a smile: "what do you want to cover up, Qin Mu? Or do I poke your weakness? "

He strode forward, grabbed her neck and pushed her to the wall behind him: "Xia Tong, I tell you, even if my brother is standing in front of me now, I can strangle you with one hand!"

"You will not." "Because this is where your mother used to live, you can't kill me here," she said

In terms of the degree of care he has just given to that pair of slippers, the cups and dishes here are of great significance to him. In addition to his mother's former residence, Xia tong can not find a second reason.

Qin Mu was stunned, and her burning eyes swept round and round from her face. Finally, staring at her, eyes have been a group of scarlet blood, only to see the people's mind scared.

After a while, he finally let go and went to the TV. There's a CD in the obviously old drive.

To Xia Tong's surprise, he was watching the cartoon of robot cat.

The boy sat on the ground with his knees in his arms. With his black hair as fresh as ebony and clean shirt, sitting quietly at the moment, he is quite different from the fierce boy who is always deliberately picking things.

The light and shadow dazzled, and his face was somewhat uncertain.

"You..." Xia Tong felt that everything in front of him was funny, but he couldn't laugh. Vaguely, she seems to feel that she has broken into an uncertain world. Everything here is so messy that she doesn't know what to do.

"Come and sit down..." Qin Mu Bi pointed to the position around him.

Xia Tong walked over and sat down.

Time, distance, air, light Under everything, they are all imprisoned. Pause between minutes and seconds, everything becomes dark and faded.

He is very serious in watching, episode after episode, tireless. From time to time with the plot a smile, light, but clean to moving.

For a moment, Xia Tong even felt that the young man's heart was always closed. No one can guess what he's thinking, what he's doing, what he needs?

All the care as if so close to him, tentacles available, but strange terrible.

The afternoon passed quickly. After watching one disc, he got up and went to change another

At this time, Xia Tong heard the sound of the door of the living room locked, she stood up. When the door opened, a group of people came in, led by Qin Mucai, who was obviously unhappy.

He strode toward Xia Tong, holding her hand and holding her behind him. Then he slapped Qin Mu Bi's face in front of him!

The boy froze in place.

"You are so disappointed in me!" He finish saying, then pull Xia Tong, the spirit rushed out of the gate.

On the car, Qin Mucai checked her all over, "did he do anything to you?"

Xia Tong shook his head: "No."

He was still uneasy: "really?"

"Well." Xia Tong nodded: "Mu Lin is just a child's temper, just playing with me. Don't blame him too much. We just sat and watched the discs in the afternoon, and he didn't do anything to me. "

He then slightly put down his heart: "you don't know, just really scared me. That boy has always been naughty and indifferent. I don't know why my father has been spoiling him all the time. I don't want to care about him for a long time. "

He drove, shaking his head, as if helpless.

Xia Tong side head, looking out of the window kept passing scenery. But the brain is always fixed in the scene of the villa in the afternoon: thin and slender figure, sitting alone, a quiet eye, as if there was no emotion, the stillness.

Seems to have been in the boundless darkness, wandering lonely, unable to find the light exit.

Xia Tong couldn't help asking: "how did Qin Mu's mother die?"

He looked at her: "why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

“……。”

He took her hand and said faintly, "let him go of the past. Many things can't be explained in a few words. "

Xia Tong lowered his head: "in fact, I think he seems to have something hidden in his heart. You, as a brother, should take good care of him. "He laughed and twisted her face: "I know. You should care more about my husband in the future. I'll be jealous if I always care about other people's affairs. "

Fortunately, in the end, the wedding finally passed without danger.

When Qin Mucai took her hand and walked out of the car, a burst of cheers broke out in the crowd. It's a quiet and solemn high-rise ancient building. At the end of the main entrance corridor, the godfather smiles at himself with the Bible. The flower boy keeps a distance of one meter behind them. From time to time, petals fall from the sky. The scene is fantastic.

The warm sunshine sprinkles on the body of the man beside him, with his tall and straight body, strong facial features and tailored black suit, which is particularly pleasing to the eye.

Xia Tong took him forward, step by step, walking with great care, the end is another world. A world full of happiness that she has never set foot in.

Quiet church, full of friends and relatives, all hold their breath, waiting for the most solemn and wonderful moment.

"I want her (him) to be my wife (husband)..."

……

"From today on, we will have and support each other, no matter good or bad, rich or poor"

... "

"It's not until death that we can be separated."

……

He lowered his head and took her hand. At the moment, I don't know who is nervous. I just feel the wet touch in my hand. It's so soft and sticky that I can't separate.

Wearing a good ring, her eyes have a little water, and one hand is impartial, holding him.

Tightly, as if not separated, holding each other.

This moment, finally - forever.