shallow affection

On the day of May NO.20, the sky was clear and the sun was shining in Cangshi.It seems that God also knows that this is an auspicious day, and decided to give the newlyweds who got married today a beautiful memory background board.

Jian Qingli edited a few photos, sent the finished product to the client, and then slumped on the sofa playing games with nothing to do.Xia Ziying sat next to him, typing on the laptop.He has recovered from his gastroenteritis and is now looking for a job.The next step is to rent a house near the company and live the life of ordinary office workers from [-] to [-].

"This way you don't have to bother Brother Jian," Xia Ziying smiled shyly, "I'm here, and it's not convenient for your boyfriend to come over."

"It's okay, he won't come if you're not here."

Jian Qingli muttered, and dialed Fang Mingzhan's phone number.

"When are you going to the hotel?"

The wedding started at seven o'clock, and it's already five o'clock in the afternoon.Considering the traffic jam, we are about to leave.

"I still need to read a report," Fang Mingzhan said, "Are you in a hurry?"

"No rush. Come and pick me up later. There are many people on Chunxing Road. I don't want to drive."

Fang Mingzhan joked: "Don't want to or don't dare?"

Why is this person becoming more and more annoying? Jian Qingli hung up the phone angrily.

At 06:30, they arrived at the Red Lotus Hotel.

Many couples gathered together to get married on May 20th in order to seek auspiciousness, causing the hotel's banquet hall to be full of seats. The music stopped here, and the music started again there.

The festive voice filled Jian Qingli's ears, as if getting married was the happiest thing in the world.

Luo Zixu and the bride stood at the door of the "Haohe Hall" to welcome the guests. Both of them were dressed up, their faces were full of spring breeze, and their smiles were always on their lips. It was a real pleasure.

When Luo Zixu saw them, he shouted from afar: "You two busy people are finally willing to reward them."

"Congratulations, congratulations." Fang Mingzhan and Jian Qingli stepped forward and sent their blessings one by one. They all talked about tacky but happy ones.

"Thank you, thank you," Luo Zixu smiled from ear to ear, and clasped his wife's hand tightly, "I hope you two will do it soon."

Jian Qingli was frightened, his heart was pounding, and it jumped to his throat within a few seconds, he coughed hastily, and pursed his lips unnaturally.Fang Mingzhan was also surprised at first, but he quickly reacted and said with a smile: "Why, you want to introduce it to us."

Luo Zixu agreed with all his mouth, "Leave it on me."

The bride seemed to be particularly interested in Jian Qingli and asked about some things about his work.She liked the set of photos that Jian Qingli took of Chu Quan very much, and enthusiastically praised his taste.

Jian Qingli chatted with her for a while, and her heartbeat slowly returned to normal.At this time, other guests came, and the newcomer asked them to eat and drink well, and went to entertain others.

There was a long table at the entrance of the banquet hall, and several staff members of the wedding company were sitting there. Fang Mingzhan and Jian Qingli gave red envelopes and signed their names. They were told that they were all arranged at table 23.

The hall is magnificent and decorated with many bright things. The crystal chandelier above the head emits a soft light, and the walls on both sides are densely covered with fresh gardenias, giving off a strong aroma.A temporary "bridge" was built in the middle of the banquet hall, and the arched doorway was wrapped with pink roses. After the wedding ceremony, the couple would walk onto the stage from there.

Jian Qingli looked around. The wedding was well-decorated, with romantic sentiments everywhere, especially the LED screen in front of the stage, which continuously played photos and videos of the couple, announcing their happiness to all the guests.

Fang Mingzhan and Jian Qingli attracted a lot of attention along the way from entering the door to taking their seats. There were already seven or eight people at table 23, all of whom were high school classmates of Luo Zixu. Lu Yong also arrived, bragging with the boy next to him.

"Hey, here you come! Yang Lingshan was still talking about you just now!" As soon as Fang Mingzhan sat down, someone took the lead in booing, and the old classmates laughed in good faith.

On such a warm occasion of reunion after a long absence, of course Fang Mingzhan would not deliberately disappoint, so he smiled politely.

Jian Qingli sat down next to him, looked at the girl sitting opposite without knowing it, and whispered to Lu Yong on the left: "Who is that?"

Lu Yong said: "Yang Lingshan, our class flower, everyone used to love to make fun of her and Fang Mingzhan, just for fun."

"I do not know how?"

"You are not God, you can still know everything."

Jian Qingli looked at Yang Lingshan, she had long chestnut hair reaching her waist, and when she smiled, two dimples appeared on her lips, her temperament was elegant and pure.

"Are you jealous?" Lu Yong leaned over and joked in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Jian Qingli drank tea calmly. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Fang Mingzhan greeting the classmates next to her, so she lowered her voice and said, "Fang Mingzhan doesn't like innocent ones, but profligate and coquettish ones."

Lu Yong is an out-and-out straight man, he felt quite complicated after hearing this sentence, he squinted his eyes, and let out a strange "Yo", the tone dragged on for a long time.

At this moment, the conversation on the table suddenly stopped, and his voice made Jian Qingli the focus of attention.

"This is... Jian Qingli, right?" Yang Lingshan hesitated, but her eyes were firm.

Lu Yong robbed her: "How do you remember the name of the elementary school brother?"

Another girl said bluntly: "You are handsome, of course you have a photographic memory!"

Yang Lingshan smiled embarrassedly: "Because he is Fang Mingzhan's godbrother, and he often came to our class at that time."

"Yo, did you hear that?" The boy who was talking to Fang Mingzhan winked and bumped him with an elbow, "I will never leave you!"

Everyone laughed again, and Yang Lingshan argued shyly, but her soft voice was hardly heard.

Among the large table of guests, only Lu Yong could understand Jian Qingli's mood, he quietly comforted Jian Qingli, this is all a joke, don't take it to heart.

Jian Qingli understands the reason, he is an adult, he has already learned to control himself, not to show too much emotion in public.

The lights dimmed, leaving only the crystal chandelier in the center of the banquet hall shining brightly.The host strode onto the stage and started the wedding with a big smile on his face.

When he said the opening remarks, the dishes were also served one by one, and everyone moved their chopsticks one after another, applauding without delaying the meal.

"Eat shrimp?" Fang Mingzhan asked.

Jian Qingli glanced at Yang Lingshan, and suddenly wanted to act like a baby, and regardless of the fact that she was outside, she asked capriciously, "You peel it off for me."

Fang Mingzhan really peeled a small bowl and pushed it in front of him.

The boy next to him joked loudly: "Fang Mingzhan, you are too kind to my brother."

Everyone looked over and exclaimed.Someone inadvertently joked, "You have to do the same to your girlfriend in the future", but Jian Qingli lost his appetite in an instant.

Why?

Obviously Yang Lingshan has nothing to do with Fang Mingzhan, they can both weave a love story with great interest, and he and Fang Mingzhan are so close, they still think of the word "girlfriend".

The lyrical music played, and the best man and bridesmaids walked to the stage through the pink arches in pairs. Lu Yong was also among them, holding the arm of a bridesmaid in a serious manner.After they stood still, the locked door of the banquet hall opened suddenly, and the bride, accompanied by her father, solemnly, slowly and gracefully passed through the crowd and stepped onto the "bridge of happiness".

Everyone put down their chopsticks and watched the scene with smiles or tears.

Under the exquisite and gorgeous arches, the groom held flowers and knelt down on one knee to propose. The bride smiled sweetly and said yes softly.

At this time, the bride's father should hand over his daughter's hand to the groom and watch them go to the new stage of life. The guests waited eagerly and held their breath, but the father on the stage tightly held the bride's arm and did not move for a while.

The bride turned to look at her father with moist eyes.

Within a few seconds, a mournful atmosphere swept the entire auditorium.The girls were probably the ones who could empathize the most, and those who were at the same table with Jian Qingli couldn't help sobbing.

Fortunately, the bride's father didn't keep everyone waiting too long. After taking a deep breath, he handed his daughter to the groom, and the three embraced together.

The ceremony continued, and the wedding master of ceremonies burst into witty remarks. Soon, the banquet hall was filled with cheers of blessings again.

After snatching the bouquet lively, the groomsmen and bridesmaids finished their mission and exited from the corner. The newlyweds told the story of love under the guidance of the host.

Everyone turned to the stage, Jian Qingli was no exception, but his attention was not concentrated, and his eyes wandered between the newcomers in the distance and Fang Mingzhan in front of him.

Because of the position, he could only see Fang Mingzhan's side face. Fang Mingzhan was handsome as usual, and the corners of his lips drooping slightly on weekdays curved into a shallow arc, listening intently to the newcomer's speech.

"Do you want to get married?" Jian Qingli asked in a low voice.

"Huh?" Fang Mingzhan didn't hear clearly, and turned his head to look at him.

Sensing Yang Lingshan's gaze, Jian Qingli simply put her chin on Fang Mingzhan's shoulder, pressed it against his ear, and asked word by word: "Do you want to get married?"

Fang Mingzhan didn't know what kind of idea Jian Qingli was thinking about, he still faced forward, stretched out his hand to support his left ear, pushed back gently, and said, "Don't make trouble."

After the newcomer finished speaking, everyone cheered collectively and whistled continuously.The waiters served hard dishes to the guests at each table, such as roast suckling pig, big lobster, Buddha jumping over the wall, and a bowl of glutinous rice balls for each person.

Lu Yong returned to his seat, took a big sip of red wine, and pointed at a few girls to make fun of him: "Did you cry just now?"

Everyone chatted and laughed while eating. They were a group of old classmates with common memories and topics. Jian Qingli couldn't get in the conversation and felt that he was out of place.Although Fang Mingzhan didn't take the initiative to speak, but someone always brought the topic to him, and didn't even give him a chance to breathe. He seemed to have become a part of this lively conversation, and separated from Jian Qingli. Come.

Lu Yong noticed that Jian Qingli was eating food with a dull head, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter, I didn't say a word."

"There's nothing to say," Jian Qingli casually fiddled with a bamboo shoot in the bowl, rolling her eyes, "By the way, do you want to get married?"

"Married?" Lu Yong was stunned, his Adam's apple rolled twice, "Think about it, if you meet the right person, you will definitely tie it."

Jian Qingli was silent, Lu Yong suddenly realized, and said mysteriously, do you want to get married too?That's easy to handle, now you can register abroad, and it doesn't cost much.

Jian Qingli sneered, with that spare time, he might as well draw a marriage certificate by himself.

"It's just a ceremony, if you want to do it, you can do it." Lu Yong said a few words of comfort casually, and went to chat with other people.

A wedding is really just a ceremony.Unwrapping the beautiful packaging on the surface, throwing away the wedding dress, gardenias all over the wall, exaggerated master of ceremonies, and gifts of different thicknesses, the core of it is simple and direct—to gather relatives and friends together and declare the love of a couple. The union, in the sound of blessing, gives them social approval.

It's a pity that not all love is crowned by a wedding. In China today, marriage is ultimately a matter between men and women.If you are lucky enough to meet enlightened parents and get blessings from relatives and friends, the wedding ceremony will naturally become dispensable.But Jian Qingli was not so lucky.

The bride and groom toasted at the table, and when they arrived, Luo Zixu's face was already flushed.The old classmates were considerate of him, they didn't drink too much, and they toasted together. Jian Qingli mixed in and said congratulations.The wine glasses collided with each other and made a crisp sound. He felt a little dizzy and couldn't help but grabbed Fang Mingzhan's clothes.

"Uncomfortable?" Fang Mingzhan noticed that weak force.

"Maybe I drank too much red wine." Jian Qingli sat down and took a piece of watermelon to eat. The watermelon was sweet and juicy, and it was rustling when biting.

He continued to think about marriage and love.

Marriage has many rules, but love does not.The occurrence of love is random and does not follow any rules. Sometimes it even breeds and brews in the dark night. It is not as good as marriage, which is always aboveboard.

There was a mess of cups and plates on the table, and the wedding was drawing to a close. Jian Qingli said, "I want to go back."

"En." Fang Mingzhan wiped his hands with a napkin, and planned to leave with him.

"Aren't you going to sing?" Before Jian Qingli finished speaking, a few old classmates noticed their movements, clamoring for Fang Mingzhan to stay, and asking Jian Qingli to go with them.

"Next time, you guys have fun." Fang Mingzhan politely but resolutely declined the invitation.

The lights are on, and the night is blurred.Jian Qingli sat in the co-pilot, obedient and quiet, with a thoughtful look.Fang Mingzhan glanced at him, and asked, "Want to vomit?"

Jian Qingli shook her head.

"I don't see how much you drink." Fang Mingzhan frowned, doubting his drinking capacity.

"It's called wine not intoxicating. Everyone gets drunk. Do you understand?" Jian Qingli leaned lazily on the leather seat, her two slender legs were swayed casually, and they were naturally separated at an angle.

The sunroof on the roof was open, revealing the red sky above, which was eerie and beautiful. Looking into the distance, the red color gradually disappeared and merged into the darkness.

Jian Qingli suddenly asked: "Fang Mingzhan, do you like children?"

Fang Mingzhan laughed in surprise, it seemed that Jian Qingli was indeed drunk, otherwise these inexplicable questions would not have popped up in his mind.

"Why do you ask this?"

"Answer quickly."

The lights in the carriage were not turned on, and the lighting conditions were dim, but Jian Qingli's eyes were bright and stubbornly shining.

Fang Mingzhan teased him, taking advantage of the opportunity: "I like it, what's the matter, you want to give birth to me?"

Jian Qingli's ears were burning, her lips moved a few times, and she scolded weakly: "You have to show some face."

He turned his shoulders and rested his head on the car window, looking at the slowly receding street scene that seemed to be there forever.