Women's clothing boss, he is too beautiful

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The plum blossoms in the courtyard rustled and fell, flying like snow, like a dream.

The gongs and drums in front shook the sky, but when it came here, the sound seemed distorted, like a little background sound coming from a distant dream.

At this time, everything was very quiet, the sky was blue, and the plum blossoms were dancing like butterflies, circling around the two of them.

In such a beautiful scenery, the two were a little silent.

Song Xialan suddenly said: "Have you really decided?"

"Ah."

"No regrets?"

"I have no regrets. Besides... that's for later..."

Song Xialan was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "You and my sister are together, it is fate. No matter what happened before, I should come today to see you off for the last time."

Before Song Xizhi could speak, she said again: "Can I give you a hug?"

"Take it as...the last farewell." Song Xialan stared at Song Xizhi.

Song Xizhi was silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "Okay. As you wish."

He stood tall and hurried over.

When he walked in front of Song Xialan, he felt a surge of hot blood rushing up to his head, and then fell down all at once.It's completely cold.

A gentle breath surrounded him.

Faint, with the fragrance of spring.

Song Xizhi slowly stretched out his hand, and hugged the person in his arms vaguely, trying to close his eyes so that the tears would not fall.

He doted on his younger sister who had been protecting him for more than ten years...

On the big wedding day, the red sky is shocking, and there is a big "Xi-Xi" in the center.

The emperor came to the scene and presided over the wedding banquet.Song Ci accompanied him.

All the people present were smiling.

Looking at Song Xizhi and Jing Jianhua in happy clothes, and then glanced at Song Ci, Song Xialan's eyes wandered.

In the mist of cigarettes, Li Sheng's voice was high-pitched and powerful: "Pray to heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Bye husband and wife!"

"Send to the bridal chamber!"

The sound of firecrackers was still crackling, Song Xialan looked at the man's red hijab, and the light in his eyes faded inch by inch.

Strangers after all...

She closed her eyes, took a long breath, and tried her best to suppress the soreness in her heart, so as not to let others notice her gaffe.

"In this way, the past ten years... will be completely... ended."

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