Chapter 2108

There are more than 30 cars in the procession, and all kinds of foreign sports cars are lined up in a line from the ten mile long street.

Jinghua is the heart of China. There are too many rich and powerful people gathered here. But few people dare to show off in marriage. The firecrackers almost never stop and the smoke of gunpowder is everywhere.

For many years, no one dares to set off firecrackers on the streets of Beijing, especially when they pass by the square, which makes passers-by stop to guess who is so fearless and ignorant.

At the same time, we also wonder: shouldn't the police officers on duty stop this kind of ostentation?

After all, setting off firecrackers in the center of the city violates the public security regulations, which will not only cause air pollution, but also have adverse effects. If no one takes charge of it this time, will it be possible for someone to get married next time?

There are a lot of police officers on duty on the street. Several vehicles are at least three or five times more than usual. There are even armed police figures. However, all the police officers are indifferent when they see the motorcade.

Today's bridegroom has a deep background, and no one dares to provoke him. This is the thought of ordinary people. What's more, among the more than 30 luxury cars, only the front ones are occupied, while the ones behind are empty except for the drivers.

The appearance of the motorcade attracted the attention of many journalists, who stopped to shoot.

In today's NBA player whoring, prostitute sudden syndrome unconscious, his wife, sister-in-law but take the opportunity to show off, sex photos can be published every day in the newspaper headlines, Beijing street can appear such a Bull Racing team, is definitely one of the big news.

As long as it is a reporter, there is no reason to let go of this news.

The motorcade soon crossed ten mile long street and headed northwest.

After the motorcade disappeared in the distance, the reporters who had finished taking photos were just about to leave when they found that they were stopped by the police.

The police's request is simple: delete all the photos taken just now.

It's better not to ask why, but for the sake of the reporter himself, the police asked for it.

Some of the smarter ones deleted the photos obediently, but some of them were stiff headed and talked to the police about the press act. They said that journalists are the king without a crown. After recording a special event, they have the right to publish it and show it to the world.

Just like the case of Peng in the South (that is, helping the old lady against being blackmailed), the reason why it is so influential has been called "the decline of Chinese national moral quality". It is also thanks to the publicity journalists who played an irreplaceable role in the process, which made people see the ugly nature of the old men and women who fell down on the street Face, a wake-up call to the good people?

Well, since you're talking to the police, go back to the Bureau and have a good debate. In a short period of more than ten minutes, more than ten journalists willing to die for justice have been forced to leave by the police.

Such a small matter, for Lu Xiucheng, even if it is to see also will not tube.

The most important thing for him now is to enjoy the scenery.

He sunset than brother, more beautiful than anyone else's wedding: most of you are holding a banquet in a hotel. Who dares to be like me when a luxury motorcade crosses a ten mile long street with firecrackers blaring and no one dares to control the scenery?

It's elegant to drive.

Lu Xiucheng and Liao Shuifen sit in the back row.

Liao Shuifen wore a white off the shoulder wedding dress. She didn't cross her head like other brides. She just wore a pearl necklace around her neck. In addition, she had a plain face to the sky.

It's very delicate, plain and natural.

After getting on the bus, Lu Xiucheng has been looking at her, as if never enough.

Liao Shuifen looks calm, even with a faint smile, as if she did not know that she was being appreciated by Lu Xiucheng. She looked slightly at the scenery outside, and did not move.

Lu Xiucheng slowly stretched out his hand and took Liao Shuifen's left hand.

Liao Shuifen instinctively earned a little, and then stopped moving.

"Sister fan, are you happy?"

Lu Xiucheng asked in a low voice.

Liao Shuifen didn't speak, and her eyes didn't move. Until Lu Xiucheng asked for the third time, she sighed and turned to look at him. Her eyes twinkled: "what do you say?"

Lu Xiucheng's answer, however, did not match: "in my memory, you really walked into my heart that year, I was only 13 years old, on the first day of junior high school. On that day, you followed your parents to me and where to visit. You were wearing a white dress. At that time, your face is still full of green and astringent gas, pure like the snow lotus in the sky

Lu Xiucheng's eyes looked up to the left and was obviously in memory: "when I saw you, there was a voice in my heart shouting, saying that I would chase you, marry you as a wife, you are mine, no matter how you can not run away."

Liao Shuifen laughed: "ha ha, I have forgotten these for a long time. But now I can tell you that if I had known that I could have made such an impression on you, I should have ruined this face"Late, already late."

Lu Xiucheng said with a smile, raised his right hand and took Liao Shuifen's shoulder: "now, don't say you have destroyed your face. Even if you are an old woman, I will marry you."

Liao Shuifen frowned and looked at Lu Xiucheng. After a long silence, she said in a low voice: "you should know that I have been married and have been hurt by marriage. Now my greatest wish is to be able to live my life quietly. I don't want to marry anyone again. I just want to be alone - he Xiucheng. If you really care about me, you should make me happy and respect my will. "

"Some people say that if a man loves a woman, he will try his best to make her happy. As long as she can be happy, he would rather do anything, including silently blessing her in the distance."

Lu Xiucheng did not correct why Liao Shuifen called him Xiucheng. He looked in front of the car with a strange smile on his face: "but I won't be so stupid. I just think, since I like you, it should do everything possible, even unscrupulous means to get you, why stand in the distance blessing you? That would be silly. "

Liao Shuifen's voice was a little cold: "yes, you are such a person. It is because he fell in love with me hopelessly that he took me to death with him when he was on his way to the end

"Ha ha."

Lu Xiucheng chuckled: "what's wrong with this? As we all know, Wang Xizhi's preface to Lanting collection is one of the most brilliant representative works in the history of Chinese civilization. This kind of treasure should be handed down from generation to generation. Why did Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty, take it to the grave? Don't just because you like it too much, even if you die, you should take it away. Since one of the greatest kings in Chinese history did that, why can't I follow suit? "

(according to unofficial history, before Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty, there were two things that he could not let go: first, Wang Xizhi's preface to Lanting collection, which must be buried with him. The second is Wu Meiniang. Xiaowu should have been buried by Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, just like the preface to the Orchid Pavilion collection, but Xiaowu ran out to become a monk first. Then he escaped the disaster, and then the great Zhou Dynasty came into being.)

After listening to Lu Xiucheng move Tang Taizong out, Liao Shuifen knows that there is really nothing to talk about between them. Even if he slowly takes it in his arms, he stubbornly turns his head and looks out of the window and closes his mouth to stop talking.

The car quickly out of the downtown area, speed up, to the northwest direction.

It seems that the "new house" specially arranged by Lu Xiucheng is somewhere in the outer suburbs.

Liao Shuifen also knew that even if Lu Xiucheng deliberately swaggered through the market, the relevant departments at most were secretly tracking and monitoring, and would never dare to get close to it to avoid bloody incidents.

"I know you hate me and hope I'm dead now."

Lu Xiucheng dropped the window glass a little, but still the cold wind poured in, which made Liao Shuifen feel a little cold. He subconsciously drilled into his arms for a while, but then he left, saying faintly: "hope is hope after all, and few can become reality."

"I will die."

Lu Xiucheng suddenly said, tone is very serious.

Liao Shuifen was shocked for a moment, looked back at him and asked seriously: "when? Tell me. If you go to death alone, then I can accompany you. But I have one condition, that is to let Wu Si husband and wife go back safely

"Are you willing to die with me?"

"To die with you may be my destiny in this world?"

"But I hope you can live well. Really. "

Lu Xiucheng's tone is more and more sincere.

Liao Shuifen's eyes, slowly floating on the color of irony, turned his head again.

Lu Xiucheng said softly, "after our wedding ceremony, Liao Shuifen and he Mingzhu will soon leave safely. If possible, tomorrow, at least tomorrow morning, you will return to Liao's home safe and sound."

Liao Shuifen suddenly turned back: "what do you mean?"

Lu Xiucheng, however, smiles and releases Liao Shuifen. The back of her head leans on the seat and closes her eyes. She doesn't speak any more.

When the two of them were talking behind, the elegant driving in front of them always said nothing, with elegant smile on their faces, which showed that they were in control of the overall situation.

This man, already thoroughly depraved.

Lu Xiucheng's newly married house is located in a scenic resort villa in the far northwest suburb. There are many men and women in formal clothes at the door of the villa, most of them are foreigners. Their faces are full of happy smile, as if today is their happy day.

When the car stopped, a young woman in a black dress with gray hair and charming appearance came slowly, opened the door for Liao Shuifen and stretched out her right hand.

Liao Shuifen gracefully holds her hand and gets off the car with her wedding dress.

Maybe it's because they don't want to pollute the sober air here. They don't want to set off firecrackers, fireworks and other things. They are small steel guns commonly used by young people when they get married. The colorful scraps of paper fall down one after another in the constant sound of banging. As soon as the wind blows, they float far away.

When Lu Xiucheng got off the bus, everyone began to clap and say the words of blessing.A scarlet carpet runs from the door to the villa.

"Miss Liao, introduce yourself. My name is yinjinhua."

Xu Xu helped Liao Shuifen onto the red carpet. With a sweet smile on her face, she whispered, "we've met before."

Liao Shuifen looked at her, shook her head and said, "I have never seen you."

Yinjinhua chuckled and said, "I don't know Miss Liao. Do you still remember the Hedi ancient tomb in Southern Hebei?"

Liao Shuifen's trip to the ancient tomb on the riverbank in Southern Hebei Province was a nightmare for Liao Shuifen. She could never forget the despair, fear and hatred she felt at that time.

"Are you granny silver?"

Liao Shuifen stopped.

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