I'm not a drama god

"The wedding car convoy? Is it so cool?! Hey, are there any Mercedes-Benz or BMW? Our Pao's status means it would be a loss of face if the lead car is not a BMW!"

"Oh shit, a BMW? Who would drive that crap? Panamera, Panamera, you know?!"

"Oh my god, how much does this cost?"

"What's the point of money? We're all brothers, understand? I'll take action and get our Pao brother for just 300 yuan!"

"Brother Pao! It's Panamera! Sister Yu must be so happy to see this scene, right?!"

"That's right, let our Sister Yu see what it means to be presentable!!"

In the crowd, a boy with a red flower on his chest was a little embarrassed, his face and neck were red, and he couldn't help but say:

"Isn't it too high-profile... What if Xiaoyu is scared?"

"Oh no, it won't happen. You have to be high-profile when you're getting married, right? The more high-profile you are, the more prestigious Xiaoyu's family will be!"

"Hey, hey, hey, move aside, you are blocking the way."

When several boys saw Sun Bumian and Chen Ling coming here, they moved their bodies at the same time. A group of them squatted in the corner near the door, making way for the intersection and smiled apologetically.

But Sun Bumian didn't seem to have any intention of passing by. Instead, he squatted beside them, pulled down a corner of the small round sunglasses on his nose, and smiled with crescent moons at the corners of his eyes:

"Why? Are you getting married today?"

The young man in Tang suits' words surprised the other boys. They looked at him warily.

"what happened?"

"Is this the groom?" Sun Bumian looked at the boy with a red flower on his chest. "Hmm... His eyes are firm, his red line is pure, and his aura is bright. He is a romantic man... It seems that you and your fiancée have a very deep relationship."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone lost their composure. Boys of this age just love to make trouble. They all grinned and nudged Brother Gong Pao with their elbows, jokingly saying:

"Brother Pao, they said you are a romantic!!"

"What did I say? Sister Yu loves Brother Pao very much too. Don't be scared, Brother Pao!"

"I...how could I be a coward! I'm already here, anyone can be a coward, but I can't be!" Brother Pao's face flushed, and he started laughing and playing with other boys. His wariness towards Sun Bumian also dissipated for the most part.

"It has to be lively and high-profile when welcoming the bride!" Sun Bumian finally got to the point. "By the way, do you need lion dancers?"

“Lion dance?”

The boys looked at each other.

"Yes." Sun Bumian reached behind his back and conjured up an exquisite lion headgear like a magic trick. He put it directly on his shoulder and spoke with a smile.

"On the wedding day, the lion dance will lead the way, which is double happiness and great luck. I guarantee that you will have a happy love life and live together forever!"

Hearing these words, a glimmer of light appeared in Brother Pao's eyes, and he was obviously moved.

The other boys also turned their heads to look at Brother Pao, seeming to want to say something but stopping themselves.

"Can you really grow old together?" Brother Pao couldn't help but ask.

"Really." Sun Bumian nodded. "It's a big wedding after all. It won't go wrong to add some luck to yourself and the bride."

One boy looked at Sun Bumian with a strange expression and wanted to whisper that he shouldn't believe it too much, but the boy next to him pinched his thigh silently, making him hold back his words.

"Brother Pao, you decide! Whatever you say is what it is!" The boy next to him said firmly, "Lao Ba and I still have the quota, so it should be enough!"

"That's right, Brother Pao, just speak up."

Pao Ge hesitated for a moment, but still asked Sun Bumian in a low voice: "Um...how much does the lion dance cost?"

Sun Bumian glanced at the boys, and finally his eyes fell on Pao Ge's wrist, his eyebrows slightly raised,

"I don't want money, just give me the little gold on your wrist string."

Pao Ge was stunned and looked down. There was indeed a red bracelet on his wrist, with a gold doll the size of a little finger nail hanging on it, in the shape of a puppy. It was a zodiac year gift his mother bought for him when he was a child.

The gold was not big, the purity was not high, and it was hollowed out with threads in the middle. Brother Pao remembered that he only spent a few hundred dollars on it when he bought it... But after it had been with him for so many years, it was a bit painful to sell it off.

But in the end, he gritted his teeth and took off the little piece of gold.

"Deal, here you go!"

Sun Bumian took the small piece of gold, held it between his thumb and index finger, and looked at the sunlight outside the window carefully. The faint golden color stained his sunglasses, and his eyes were intoxicated.

A brilliant smile appeared on his lips, and he carefully put away the little piece of gold.

"Brother Pao, right? Don't worry, I will definitely give you value for money."

When Sun Bumian stood up, Chen Ling looked at him with a strange expression and whispered:

"Aren't you going to the Wushan Conference? Why are you going to see the bride off again?"

"Well, it's on the way anyway. Do you know how long it has been since I opened a shop?" Sun Bumian seemed to be in a very good mood. "What Wushan Conference? It has to stand aside in front of the happy events in life!"

"..." Chen Ling sighed, "It's up to you."

Who made me rely on him to enter the conference?

Chen Ling suddenly saw the little gold and seemed to realize something.

"So, all the gold you collected is..."

"I guess so." Sun Bumian put his hands in his pockets. "Some of them were bought with the money from performing, and most of the others were paid for the labor during festivals and when picking up and sending off brides... If they were from wealthy families, I would ask for more, such as bracelets and necklaces. If they were from ordinary families, I would just let fate take its course."

Chen Ling's expression was a bit complicated. He finally understood why Sun Bumian was not interested in the gold mountain he had created, but regarded the gold mountain hidden underground as a treasure... He also understood why he was so heartbroken and collapsed after the Red King stole his gold.

For Sun Bumian, gold is no longer a circulating currency, but a pyramid called "beauty" that he has collected and built up bit by bit.

As the train slowly pulled into the station, Pao Ge and the others rushed out like the wind, but they left two boys behind Chen Ling and Sun Bumian, as if they were afraid that the two would run away with the money.

"Exit 2, Exit 2... right here, right here!!"

Several boys in suits ran out of the station excitedly, and lined up neatly at the exit under the puzzled gazes of passers-by, as if they were waiting for something.

Especially Brother Pao, who had a big red flower on his chest and attracted the most attention. He pretended not to care at all, but his face was already red all the way to his neck...

After waiting for a long time, he silently nodded to his brother beside him:

"Hey, where's the convoy?"

"I don't know... Logically, they should have arrived by now." The boy said suspiciously, "Don't worry, I'll give them a call to urge them."

"Hello, the number you dialed is unavailable."

"..."

The breeze blew past the station entrance where people were passing by.

The boy turned his head stiffly, his face as pale as a corpse.

"Pao...Brother Pao...something seems to be wrong..."