tired spring return

The knot is a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love.

-- Su Wu of the Han Dynasty "Staying Another Wife"

Surrounded by Chen Nian'an and Cheng Xiaozhuo, Pei Minzhi and Feng Chun came to the center of the main room, and began to worship in the patriarch's praise.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

Unexpectedly vigorous and powerful, as soon as the voice sounded, Feng Chun's tears suddenly fell down with the reverberation of the sound.

The crystal clear teardrops condensed the bits and pieces of the past, flashed one by one from Feng Chun's hazy eyes, and then fell hastily.

The ignorant toddler who changed hands several times and fell into a place like a fence,

Brother Yun, who is amazingly talented but not even worthy of having a surname in the Xianggu Pavilion,

Desperately resisting but still unable to escape the pack of wolves, who is trampled and ravaged by others...

At the end of the road, he met the sincere and kind handsome son, was redeemed, healed,

Forced to separate, but bravely went to...

In the end, he was led into the hall decorated with lights and festoons, and the person he liked went to the hall to get married in a legitimate way.

Worship?marriage?

Feng Chun silently recited in his heart,

Feng Chun, didn't you just have a big dream?

No, what a magnificence and extravagance this is, an extravagance he never dared to have even in his dreams.

Feng Chun tearfully looked around at every festive smiling face, looked into the young master's pair of eyes that had been like a day for ten years, with deep and affectionate eyes, and looked at himself who was no longer slender and weak like a teenager, still felt that it was not real enough .

I still feel scared,

Afraid that the dream will be shattered,

I am afraid that everything will turn into nothing if it is exposed like electricity.

Feng Chun secretly bit off the tip of his tongue, and the bloody pain filled his mouth.Everything has not disappeared, his young master is still wearing a bright red wedding dress, handsome and handsome, staring at him very earnestly.

Following the movement of bending over to salute, Feng Chun's teardrops fell in clusters on the bright red clothes, rooted on the plain silk surface, and a few dark red begonias bloomed.

Pei Minzhi could almost smell the fragrance of the crabapple, his nose was sour, but his smile bloomed first, and he held Feng Chun's cold hand during the salute, and whispered to him softly,

"Little Chun'er, don't cry on the big day.

If you cry again, I can't help but kiss you, if you don't mind me kissing you in front of so many people..."

Feng Chun hurriedly tried his best to hold back his tears, and followed Pei Minzhi's salute.

"Second thanks to my parents!"

Naturally, neither of their parents was present, and they just bowed to the engraved tablets one by one.

"Xiao Chun'er, although you don't want to find out who your biological parents are, I still put the tablet for you on my own initiative, two nameless tablets. I think no matter who they are, I will be happy for you today.

So don't blame me, okay? "

"Well, no..."

Feng Chun pursed his lips tightly, before he could draw any more, then a third voice sounded,

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

Looking up at the person who promised to spend the rest of his life with him, time slowed down in Feng Chun's eyes.Everything is so simple and dignified, just like the handsome facial features of the sweetheart, because without the blessing of luxurious clothes and makeup, it looks a little thin and bland at first glance.In Feng Chun's eyes, it was meaningful tenderness, not a little more, not a little less.

There is no red makeup, no gongs and drums, no phoenix crown and Xiapei, and Feng Chun doesn't even have a red hijab painted with gold and silver on his head.Instead, as a man, he stood side by side with Pei Minzhi gracefully, supporting each other.

Feng Chun could finally stop hiding the admiration in his eyes.

Pei Minzhi responded to him in a braver and more blazing way.

Feng Chun, who is particularly sensitive to lip language, couldn't help but realize that every time Pei Minzhi bowed and saluted, he was saying something to him with his lips,

"I,"

"Love,"

"you!"

Three words that are too explicit and straightforward!

Feng Chun's heart was in a turmoil, and his mood could not be calmed down for a long time!

Until the majestic voice of the head of the Zhu family sounded again:

"Introduce the bridal chamber!"

"The worship ceremony is over."

The ending sound of the word "ending" got into Feng Chun's left ear, and was blocked by the right ear that had already lost his hearing.

Pei Minzhi didn't give him more time to be grateful, and strode towards him.Amidst the sounds of congratulations coming and going all around, and the collision of sparks in the eyes of the two, they walked straight.

Feng Chun saw countless parts of himself in the young master's dark eyes:

Hidden in the woods of random graves back then, dying like a starving self;

In the small courtyard of Shijing Village, cooking tea, cooking wine, planting flowers and vegetables, looking back at Pei Minzhi at himself with a smile;

After picking medicine and falling off the cliff, the self with disheveled clothes but with deer-like moist pupils offering a green kiss;

Wearing a bright red robe, the back view is walking towards the bully Zhang Jinquan's guest room resolutely;

With my heart turned to ashes, under the boundless afterglow of the setting sun, I can’t afford to kneel before the parting coach;

After ten years of separation, he woke up with difficulty on the sickbed in Zhenyuan City, cared for the crying self with his son...

Too many selves, beautiful, fragile, unbearable, decisive, brave... are all telling an indisputable fact:

From the moment they first met, Pei Minzhi never let go of herself.

Feng Chun took root in this fertile soil of sincerity and gentleness, was cared for, nourished, and grew tenaciously.Finally ushered in the abundant and pleasant spring day, washed away the tiredness all over the body, and returned as if reborn.Lush and lush, full of infinite vitality.

Feng Chun's smile was brighter than Chunguang's. He opened his arms to welcome Pei Minzhi's arrival, but his body was hugged vigorously by the man.

The main room door was opened,

Pei Minzhi held him firmly, and walked into another more beautiful and more blazing red sea.

The bright Chinese characters "囍" are plastered on every window, and the light gauze decorates the original simple room with romance and warmth.A pair of red lanterns made of paper above the head swayed with the sudden breaking of the door, splashing mottled candlelight back and forth on the wall and floor.It seemed to be welcoming, but also a little resentful, because it seemed a little impatient to wait for the couple for a long time.

The incense candles on the desk illuminate the exquisite satin embroidered bed curtain, and the soft light spreads on the thick and festive red bedding.The red sea is surging with red waves, it is a charming and deeply tender town.

Knowing that presenting treasures is like a gift, Pei Min gently placed Feng Chun in the center of the wedding bed, and placed it in the center of layers of red.

Snow-white skin, extremely clear brows and eyes, sparkling eyes that sparkle with water...

Those careful decorations are just his foil.With his little Chun'er, his treasure, this bridal chamber finally has a soul, unrestrainedly beautiful, unrestrainedly fresh.

"Xiao Chuner, is this a dream?"

Supporting most of the weight of her body with her arms, Pei Minzhi leaned on Feng Chun, tracing his fascinating and moving face inch by inch with her gaze.Then I buried the tip of my nose into the long black hair spreading out beside his ear, and took a deep breath of his plant-like fresh and abundant breath...