Don't miss the time when I love you

In the early spring, the northern cities are still cold, and the windows are covered with dark clouds.

Yang Xu looked at the decadent-looking Bin Hong nestled in the boss chair, frowned, and sat on the sofa opposite him, Yang Xu lowered his eyebrows and looked at the old blue handkerchief on the coffee table, "Bin Hong, It's not like you."

Bin Hong moved his body and looked at Yang Xu with dull eyes, "Sorry, I drank too much that day and said a lot of words that deserve to be beaten up"!

"You're my buddy, so I won't be so stingy!" Yang Xu stood up from the sofa and lowered his voice, "An Yan's wedding has been brought forward, tomorrow."

Bin Hong frowned, and moved his fingers inadvertently, "Yeah".

"Will you go tomorrow?"

Bin Hong pursed his lips and looked at the blue handkerchief that fell on the coffee table and asked, "How is he?"

Yang Xu knew that what he was asking was An Yan who stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, walked to the window and turned his back to Binhong, "I've been busy with the wedding, and I look a little tired."

"He," Bin Hong couldn't help wanting to know more about him, but after thinking about it, he felt that his actions were stupid, and he didn't want to inquire about the scenery he had already passed by.

Yang Xu saw his thoughts and walked in front of him, lowering his eyes, "In high school, he studied hard to make his father happy, and now he promises to get married so that his mother has no regrets. He is not living for himself, I hope you can understand him, maybe this It is your destiny, just like me and Xiang Chen."

If you leave a place, the scenery will no longer belong to you, and if you miss a person, that person has nothing to do with you!

"Xiang Chen?" Bin Hong looked at Yang Xu with dull eyes, "You still can't let him go?"

Yang Xu took a deep breath, clenched his hands in his pockets, "I love him, now I am more sure than ever."

"Humph" Bin Hong sneered, "Love, this word, I used to think it was too heavy, why am I such a bastard, why can't I say I love him when he said I love me, and even say some cold words to make him sad ".

That night An Yan's cold rejection made him truly understand how hypocritical his heart is, and a few words can make it hurt like hell, An Yan must have felt the same way!

Bin Hong took a deep breath, stood up and faced Yang Xu face to face, and put his hands on his shoulders weakly, "I really can't see An Yan saying yes to that woman, I decided to go back to work at my dad's company and leave tomorrow."

"Alright, since there is no reason why bother."

This sentence is for Binhong and for himself!

The bride is wearing a pure white wedding dress. She has a plump figure and the wedding dress is a bit deformed. Her round face is painted with delicate makeup. She is much more beautiful than usual.

She dragged her long skirt to the window and looked down, just in time to see An Yan pushing Mother An, who was in a wheelchair, out of the taxi. An Yan looked very handsome in a suit and leather shoes, and the corners of the woman's mouth were raised slightly , dreaming about their future days, turned around and looked at himself in the mirror, took out lipstick and put on another layer.

The restaurant is not big, with seven or eight tables in the lobby, relatives and friends clustered together to chat, eating sunflower seeds in their mouths, completely ignoring the words of the host of ceremonies on the stage, An Yan pushed the skinny mother in the wheelchair forward, and the wheelchair The mother put her hands together on her lap, leaned weakly on the back of the chair, barely opened her eyes, stared blankly at the front, and couldn't even smile weakly in the face of greetings from relatives and friends.

Yang Xu stepped forward and patted An Yan's shoulder and said, "Go and see the bride, Auntie, I'll take care of her."

An Yan responded to his bitter smile, turned and walked towards the dressing room.

Yang Xu looked at his tired back and felt a little sad.

The wedding march sounded, and the noisy crowd finally quieted down. They stared at the couple coming from behind the door, applauded generously, and applauded vigorously with their blessings.

Sun Wen held An Yan's arm, her round face was full of smiles, holding a pink and white bouquet in her hand, she looked extremely happy amidst the applause of the crowd.

An Yan's eyes were fixed on the bony mother in the wheelchair, her eyes were moist, and her fingers tightened involuntarily.

Mother An responded with all her strength to her son's pale smile, waving her fingers towards him, her eyes seemed to use a lot of strength to reach the half-open state, Yang Xu was always by her side, for fear of any mistakes.

A couple of newlyweds stood on the stage stiffly, while the master of ceremonies was chattering endlessly.

"The bride tells everyone loudly that you are willing to marry the man next to you and become his wife?" the master of ceremonies looked at the manuscript in his hand and said to the bride with a microphone.

"I, willing, willing" Sun Wen said with a smile on her face, her mouth wide open.

"So, groom, are you willing to marry this beautiful woman beside you as your bride?"

An Yan raised her head and looked at the woman in front of her uncertainly, wanting to shout "I want to" but something stuffed her throat and she couldn't shout anything.

"I,,".

A red Ferrari parked at the entrance of a hotel with a small door face, the red door arch inflatable ball with dragon and phoenix, and the names of the bride and groom printed on the red ribbon pulled down.

Bin Hong's hand on the steering wheel couldn't help tightening, is it over like this, he's getting married like this!

Ding ding ding, the phone rang, and Bin Hong answered it.

"Hey, Dad, I'll be home in the evening! My voice? It's nothing, maybe my throat is a little hoarse due to a cold! I'm driving and I won't talk about it!" Bin Hong put down the phone as if he had done something wrong, and a drop of liquid flowed into his mouth Li, salty.

The corners of Bin Hong's mouth turned up, and he sneered mockingly. He took out An Yan's worn-out blue handkerchief from his pocket and wiped away the tears from the corner of his mouth, "Because of you, I became hypocritical!" Opening the car window, the handkerchief was blown up by the wind, like a flag , Bin Hong grabbed a corner, very hard for fear that it would be blown away by the wind, but didn't he do this just to let the wind blow away the handkerchief?reluctant!I'm so sorry!

The salty liquid flowed down even more violently, unable to stop.

In the end, Bin Hong withdrew his hand and covered his face with the handkerchief, letting himself cry, no longer trying to hide it.

The guests in the audience were surprised, why the groom couldn't say the word "I would like" for a long time.

The master of ceremonies kept winking beside An Yan, "Groom, groom,,".

Sun Wen looked at the hesitant expression, and the enthusiasm in An Yan's heart, whose eyes were dodging, was cut in half immediately, but she still looked at him expectantly.

An Yan took a deep breath, took Sun Wen's hand and tightened it, and said "I, wish," as if she had made a big decision.

"Auntie, Auntie" Yang Xu's terrified cry attracted everyone's attention.

"mom!"

Yang Xu hadn't gotten used to the process of changing from a happy event to a white one, so he stood in front of Mama An's tombstone wearing white flowers and looked at An Yan's thin back. Maybe An Yan had already prepared for such a day, maybe he had already cried his tears dry. Today, he just knelt in front of his parents' tombstone, staring blankly at the photo on the tombstone, without saying a word.

An Yan, who was wearing a white mourning dress, avoided her gaze and said weakly, "Sun Wen, I'm sorry, I,,".

Sun Wen knew what he was going to say to interrupt him, and from the hesitant look in An Yan's eyes at the wedding scene, she probably understood a thing or two in her heart. Girls in the Northeast are straightforward and not procrastinating. She doesn't need to ask him for any reason, because she doesn't like it. There are too many reasons to dislike him, and she can't catch him. She is not bad at anyone, she took the initiative to hug him, patted his shoulder comfortingly and smiled, "Thank you for giving me a wedding. Fortunately, we didn't get the certificate first."

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