The full-time bodyguard of the beautiful president

One month later, less than a week before the eve of the wedding, in front of the gate of the castle in the Alps outside France, a car drove to the moat bridge of the castle and stopped. A photographer with braids in a down jacket led three An apprentice carried all kinds of photographic equipment to salute, and quickly got out of the limousine.

"Hurry up, don't make the guests wait in a hurry." The photographer said that he also helped carry the things, and then the four of them took out tokens to show the guards and guards, and then hurried into the long snowflake bluestone road of the old castle .

Walking through the heavy gate along the way, his three apprentices were the first to be stunned when they came to the lobby. Fortunately, this was not the first time the old photographer came here. He coughed very calmly and they didn't lose their etiquette.

"Get ready and follow me," he said.In the back, the three apprentices began to develop the lighting lines for photography and various types of windshield photography frames.

In the lobby, Yang Yiru, who was wearing a white wedding dress, was holding hands by Su Chen. Su Chen's gorgeous suit didn't seem to have any extra decorations except for the dragon head medal on his chest, but his figure was slender and well-proportioned. I don't know how many people are envious of the handsome men and women standing there.

"That...young master, can we start?"

Su Chen nodded, and then asked Yang Yiru who was brimming with happiness: "Shall we start?"

Yang Yiru nodded, and then looked at the photographer, who admired sincerely: "The young lady is so beautiful."

Yang Yiru's shy eyes were erratic, and Su Chen coughed so frightened that the photographer hurriedly took the camera stand pushed by the apprentice, and then he immediately went to work.

But at this time, Yang Yiru coughed and covered her mouth with silky white lace/silk gloves, she lowered her head and found that the white hands were covered with bright red blood, she quickly wiped the corners of her mouth and put her hands behind her, Su Chen watched carefully and pulled her hand over to see that she was coughing up blood.

Su Chen's face immediately pulled down, but Yang Yiru interrupted him at this moment: "Let's finish taking the wedding photos."

Su Chen looked at Yang Yiru with confused and begging eyes, his eyes turned slightly red, and then nodded.

"The first one, young master, you are the landlord's mistress, young mistress, throw yourself into the young master's arms and make a happy expression." The photographer said from a distance.

Yang Yiru showed a bright expression, and followed the photographer's actions, but the photographer looked through the lens and said awkwardly: "Master, your smile is a bit far-fetched."

Su Chen was in a very bad mood at first, but now he said with a stern face, "Shoot as soon as you want."

Yang Yiru saw that the photographer was startled, curled her lips, and quickly took a picture of Su Chen: "This is the first time in my life to shoot a wedding dress, so why can't you be more happy? How can you take pictures of your face? Be good, come on, and smile. "

Su Chen was still concerned about her body, Yang Yiru twitched the corner of his mouth: "Come on, have a smile."

Su Chen forced a smile for her sake, and Yang Yiru slipped into his arms again and showed a happy smile to the camera. The photographer subtly captured the teardrops in her eyes behind her smile.

Su Chen hugged her tightly.

"In the next picture, young master, you and young mistress are sitting on the dragon chair, with a more serious expression. Young master, you can continue with this expression. Young mistress, your face is too sad." The photographer said.

Su Chen's cold eyes drifted over: "One more word?"

The cameraman snapped and stopped talking.

Su Chen helped Yang Yiru onto the antique dragon chair, the two of them sat down one after another, and then took a few serious and dignified photos for the camera, and this photo was also hung on the central wall of the castle lobby. Become the symbol of the ancient castle family.

After taking a few pictures, the photographer said, "Master, young mistress, let's go outside and take some romantic pictures of snowflakes, shall we?"

Su Chen was just about to speak because of Yang Yiru's body considerations, but Yang Yiru interrupted him and sighed: "I want to finish taking this wedding photo smoothly, and I will stick to being your bride until the wedding day. Be happy and have a good time." The wedding will be in a few days. Don't you want to marry me?"

"No, whether you live or die, you are my Su Chen's wife." Su Chen held her in his arms, then took a fur robe from the waiter and put it on her body. It was snowing outside, and several waiters were in a hurry Because Yang Yiru put a white cloth on her head to resist the snowflakes, and placed multiple braziers around her to keep her surroundings from being so cold.

Yang Yiru took off her Qiu robe and only wore Danbo's wedding dress, holding Su Chen's arm and showing a sweet smile to the camera.

The stronger she smiled, Su Chen's heart felt heavy and dripping with blood. He almost resisted to take the wedding photos before he hugged Yang Yiru and went back to the bedroom to channel his inner strength to her. .

Lying on the hospital bed, Yang Yiru was terribly pale, and she smiled wryly: "It's useless, even though you are skilled in medicine, it's a problem of heart rejection, it's alienating me, so you can't control it."

Su Chen grabbed her hands and kissed them, and said softly, "Then shall we have an operation?"

"No, the chance of surgery is too low. I dare not gamble. I'm afraid that if I lose the bet, I won't even have the rest of my life. I don't want to leave you so soon." Yang Yiru vetoed it.

"But what about me? Have you ever thought about me? Do you want me to watch you slowly die like this? Yiru, promise me? Don't give up on the heart transplant, okay?" Su Chen begged.

"No..." Yang Yiru gritted her teeth and said tragically: "Some people say that changing the heart will scatter the memory. I don't want to love you less after changing the heart. Even if the operation is successful, if my If my heart changes, I would rather not have someone else's heart."

"It's okay." Su Chen shook his head: "Even if you change your mind because of someone else's heart, I will pursue you again and make you fall in love with me. As long as you live, that is more important than anything else. If there is only one human being in this world If you can survive, I will kill all competing people and myself to keep you alive."

"Do you know Su Chen, it's because you are so good that I don't dare to take the risk of surgery. I'm afraid I'll lose even the few months I have. I used to complain that God was unfair to me. Childhood, it took away my life and my youth, but after I met you, I am very content, really, can I ask you one thing..."

"Stop talking... I don't want to hear any last words from you, I will save you, and I will do everything possible to save you." Su Chen interrupted her, with an expression of fear on his face.