young sir

silence.

"You said...we sell it for money now, is there still time?" Bi Ziyun still didn't give up.

Fang Nan: "...the names are all engraved, probably not."

Bi Ziyun: "..."

After staring at the ring box on the table for a while, the two raised their heads at the same time, their eyes interlaced in mid-air.

Bi Ziyun burst into a "puchi" laugh, grabbed Fang Nan's shoulder and laughed.

Seeing that Bi Ziyun was overjoyed, Fang Nan also raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

They have no tacit understanding on weekdays, and they cooperate very poorly when playing games, and they have never won.But always at some point, the ideas will become surprisingly consistent.

Because I want to be nice to the one I love, I always want to create some romantic moments in my life.

February 2021, 2 is another annual Valentine's Day.

Lin Mingming rushed back from the provincial capital early in the morning and met Song Huaishu at the gate of Zijin Garden.

The owners who live in Zijinyuan are either rich or expensive, and the hotel operated by Zijinyuan has naturally become the most upscale wedding venue in the city.Brother Nan and Brother Yun didn't have a big deal this time, so they held a small banquet in the VIP hall on the top floor of the hotel, and all the best friends came.

"Uncle, I haven't seen you for such a long time, you're refreshed again!"

Seeing Song Huaishu's upright figure and sturdy cut head, Lin Mingming called him handsome.

Uncle Huai was a little embarrassed by what Lin Mingming said, and touched the back of his bare head: "Mingming, how much money did you prepare? Do you think one thousand is appropriate?"

"Didn't Brother Nan say that it's okay to come if you come, and you don't need money?" Lin Mingming laughed happily, "But my dad has a few bottles of Moutai that are particularly good years, and I packed them all for them."

Song Huaishu: ...

He forgot that Mingming's family really owned mines.

The two took the elevator all the way to the top floor, and the hotel staff opened the door of the banquet hall for them.Observing the layout of the hall, Lin Mingming couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I didn't expect this place to be quite impressive. I will also get married in Zijin Garden in the future."

Song Huaishu couldn't give a general idea, but felt that the layout of the hall was in the style of Brother Nan and Brother Yun, which suited them well.

The atmosphere in the hall is solemn and holy. It is not a traditional banquet table, but a few rows of seats are placed in columns in the style of a church.There are not many guests invited today, and the three or four rows are full.At the front is a high platform dotted with light white flower balls, and delicate dessert tables are placed under the shade of trees on both sides.

Rabbit and her cousin, Pineapple, had arrived early and were chatting with Lao Lin and his wife, who came all the way from Beijing.Seeing Lin Mingming and Uncle Huai walking in from the door, Rabbit quickly asked them to sit down.

Everyone has been busy with their own work these past few years, and they haven't seen each other very much, but when they get together, they gradually talk more and more.

As relatives and friends arrived one after another, the waiters in bow ties in the banquet hall began to serve cocktails to everyone.

"Where are the two protagonists today?" Rabbit asked curiously, "I haven't shown up since the beginning, is this to leave us in suspense?"

Everyone present was amused by the rabbit's words, and they shifted the topic to the two grooms at today's wedding.

First, Cao Fanyu started the conversation, chatting with everyone about how Fang Nan and himself met Bi Ziyun.He said that he did not expect that when he smashed the ball back then, he accidentally smashed a long-distance love race.

Everyone clapped their hands and laughed, Rabbit hurriedly added, why Fang Nan, who was always attentive in class, stared at Bi Ziyun's back and was stunned for a whole class, not even knowing the teacher came to him.

Lin Mingming and Song Huaishu were the two most unresponsive among the group of friends. They were dumbfounded when they heard what their old classmates were talking about.It turned out that when they were in Gu Nan, Brother Nan and Brother Yun were already so obvious. They were straight and never turned around.

Pineapple said that when she was making up lessons, she saw two seniors, Bobo, and was hit on the head by her cousin, telling her to speak less if she couldn't speak.

Lao Lin took his daughter-in-law Wang Rui, and also shared many interesting stories about the two of them in college with Nan Ge's high school friends.Each of us worked hard to piece together everything that happened between the two of them into a complete story.

They chatted enthusiastically, not noticing when there were two more elders in the banquet hall.

This was Su Lijuan's most exquisite dress in so many years. After arranging all the matters of the ceremony, she took Fang Nan's mother's hand, and the two returned to the front hall from the backstage of the banquet hall together.

Seeing a group of juniors chatting enthusiastically, they did not choose to step forward to interrupt.

Standing in front of the dessert table, the two mothers quietly listened to the group of young people behind them talking about their sons' childhood.

Their story started at the age of 16, traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, survived the separation in different places and different countries, and finally came to the present.

"This child," Fang Nan's mother turned her head and complained to Su Lijuan when she heard what the young people were talking about, "When Xiao Nan still owes you so much, listen, isn't this just bullying Xiao Yun?"

Grabbing Fang Nan's mother's wrinkled hand, Su Lijuan patted it lightly: "They were young at that time, and they were not sensible."

In their mouths, Xiaoyun would cry and laugh, lose his temper and curse viciously, and sometimes even utter a few swear words.It's not the obedient and sensible child in front of his parents, who has no edges and corners.

His vividness and agility have never been shown in front of adults.

Elegant classical music sounded in the venue, and the master of ceremonies arranged by the planning company was already in place.

Looking at the group photo of her two sons on the big screen, Su Lijuan's thoughts suddenly returned to nine years ago, in 2012.

If everything could start over again, and God gave her another chance, would she agree with Xiaoyun and Xiaonan being together?

She thought about it, and felt that she still wouldn't agree.

However, if time can really be turned back, she may let go of some of the excessive love she poured into her son, so that the couple who love each other will avoid some detours.

Standing outside the hall, listening to the emcee's passionate host speech, Bi Ziyun lowered his head and asked Fang Nan to help him check the upturned tuft of hair on the top of his head: "Is the hairspray really done? Why do I always feel Still tilting..."

Fang Nan raised his hand and pawed it twice for him: "It's not up."

Holding Fang Nan's hand, Bi Ziyun felt his heart beating faster and faster.

He had never been so nervous before playing the violin on stage in front of all the teachers and students in the school.Today, all the people sitting in the hall are good friends and two amiable mothers. The total number of people does not exceed twenty, but he is extremely nervous.

In fact, he could vaguely sense that Fang Nan was also a little nervous, and the hand holding him was already sweaty, but he still didn't let go of his hand.

The master of ceremonies' opening remarks came to an end, and next, it was the turn of the two grooms to appear on the stage.

Seeing that he and Fang Nan were about to enter the hall together, Bi Ziyun quickly touched their trouser pockets to confirm that the rings had been put on.

"Are you ready?"

Hearing the wedding march in the hall, Fang Nan turned his head and asked Bi Ziyun.

From youth to old age, from liking to love, from past to future.

This is not the end, but the beginning of a lifelong love story between him and his favorite person.

Bi Ziyun nodded and smiled at her lover: "Well, I'm ready."

At the end of the fairy tale, the prince holding the sword did not encounter the third princess in the third castle on the third road, the third difficulty, and the third fork.

In a certain corner, he met a prince who was also holding a sword, but was trapped in the mud, waiting to be rescued by a warrior.

He cut off the thick vines around the swamp, overcame the thorns, and rescued his lover.

Since then, the prince and the prince have lived together forever, and they will have a happy life.

The door at the end of the hall opened slowly, and all the guests present stood up.

Two figures in black suits and dresses appeared outside the door. They stood side by side, holding each other's hands tightly.The petals fluttered down from mid-air, landing on the shoulders of the visitors.

The road ahead is the light behind.

They looked at each other and smiled, and walked into the day and night hand in hand.

The author has something to say: This is the end of the main text, thanks to the fairies for their support and company all the time~ There will be two extra stories in the future, one is about Brother Pi and Brother D, and the other is temporarily kept secret~ Again bow! !Love you guys! !

感谢在2021-02-1220:42:10~2021-02-1320:40:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 squeak;

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: here is 1 offer;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Hawthorn;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

100. Extra Story: Black Rose

December 2005, 12, Christmas Eve, a traditional western festival, was a day when Duan Beilan was alive.

Duan Taiping drank too much last night and thought the dog was too noisy, so he kicked Xiaobai away who was squatting barking at the door, and then staggered into his son's bedroom, telling him to go to the neighbor to get the betel lang, and at night to drink Drink with wine.

Duan Beilan didn't look up, the pen in his hand rustled on the test paper: "Uncle Liu said that you haven't paid for the drink the day before yesterday, so you won't come to drink."

Duan Taiping swung a wine bottle at his son. Duan Beilan dodged with his head in his arms as usual, flexibly avoiding the vital point.The wine bottle shattered in front of the desk with a bang, and the test papers spread out on the table were splashed with wine.The handwriting on the paper began to become blurred and smeared along the corners.

The homework he did was completely scrapped, and he didn't know how to explain it when he faced the teacher's questioning tomorrow.

Duan Taiping slammed the door and left. Duan Beilan rolled up his cuffs and took the