Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 215 Aquaman Escapes Marriage vs Tsundere Crematorium 105
"What other etiquette?"

It was already late when Xie Xun came to the wedding room and asked.

Xi Niang said tremblingly: "...Drink, drink the wine."

"Where's the wine?"

"It's all withdrawn." Xi Niang's face turned pale, "We thought you wouldn't need it..."

Xie Xun looked at the layout of the wedding room, and smiled lightly: "Tonight is my wedding, why can't I use it?"

Xi Niang immediately asked for the glasses of wine to be brought up. The two glasses of wine were placed on the tray, and the liquid was clear and shaken.

Xie Xun glanced at it twice, picked it up and drank it down in one gulp. After finishing one cup, he drank the other one too!

Looking up, the crystal wine slipped from his chin, Xie Xun's throat hurt from choking, and he coughed so hard that he seemed to be able to spit out a heart.

"Master Hou, are you alright?" Xi Niang panicked.

Xie Xun had drunk alcohol stronger than this, but it was these two glasses of wine that made him choke to such an extent.

"It's okay." He said hoarsely, and put the empty wine glass on the tray, making a moderate sound, "If there is anything else, let's talk about it together."

Xi Niang thinks Xie Xun is crazy!

This big wedding.

From the beginning to the end, Xie Xun cared about it alone, worshiped at the church alone, and drank the wine alone.

Completed all the etiquette for Meng Tangan.

...

"It's getting late, I'm afraid you girls won't be able to come back."

The young man's voice is lingling, revealing a deep indifference.

How can Zha Qiu feel relieved about Meng Tangan, such a delicate person, looking at the person in front of him, he said tactfully: "We just met once, you don't need to accompany me, sir."

"It's two sides now."

No, it is three sides.

Liang Xiuyun stared at her with deep eyes, like some kind of cold and poisonous snake.

She was not born beautiful, but she had a very delicate face, which was inconspicuous among the ladies of many families. She was rather flexible, with a calmness that did not belong to her age.

"Thank you for the umbrella." He bent his lips, coughed a few times, and his face was pale.

Zha Qiu saw him soaking in the rain alone on the street, so he gave him an umbrella. He didn't expect to meet him again one day. Seeing that his health is really bad: "Young master...what do you call you?"

Liang Xiuyun froze for a moment, then said softly: "My surname is Zhou, and my surname is Yu. I am Zhou Qiu's cousin from afar, and we are here today to congratulate you."

His identity is sensitive, he lives in seclusion, and no one recognizes her.

Now is not the time to tell her.

Cha Qiu remembered that the Zhou family was a low-class merchant family, and would be completely overwhelmed if placed among other famous families.

She relaxed a little: "Young Master Zhou."

After nightfall, Liang Xiuyun stood where he was, watching Cha Qiu leave, but the other party refused him to send her back home.

He suddenly called her to a halt, with a lingering tone of voice: "Miss Chaqiu."

"Ok?"

"I have an unfeeling request, and I hope to agree."

After the cold wind blew for a long time, he looked back, coughed a few more times, his throat was sweet, he laughed softly, his eyes darkened.

"Why did you come out alone?" The young man hurried over and put a cloak on him.

"Xu Beihou is probably not in the mood to see me today." He said, "Forget it, let's make an appointment another day."

...

After nightfall, the official car stopped in front of a homestay.

Pei Yanzhi had one hand behind his back, dressed in a dark blue robe, and had a cold demeanor. Perhaps he had stayed in Dali Temple for a long time, and he was stained with blood, and his face was too good, without any smoke, and he didn't fit in with the B&B: "There is something wrong." calls me."

"Thank you, my lord." Meng Tang covered her face with a veil.

Until now, Pei Yanzhi has never really seen that face clearly.

But those eyes are extremely recognizable.

The bedroom of the homestay was very warm. Meng Tangan took off her veil and lit the candle with her slender fingers. Standing in front of the candle, she looked even more ethereal when illuminated by the candle.

The white sleeves hang down to the wrist, and the tied bracelet is looming.

When Meng Tangan saw it, he paused, took the red rope off his wrist, and put it in his hand to play with.

"It's so pretty." Qi Lou quietly said while leaning on her shoulder.

"It's just a bracelet, it's much more beautiful than this." Meng Tang'an said indifferently, disapprovingly.

"But……"

It is sincere.

It's black hair knotted, handmade, super cool.

The candle is burning, reflecting a jade bead on the red rope is crystal clear, the weaving is not meticulous, nor is it very beautiful, it is not even as delicate as the hand ropes sold by vendors on the street, it is stitch by stitch, and it takes a long time to weave .

Meng Tang'an wasn't interested in listening to him, but he lacked interest: "My ex-boyfriend also gave me one."

Qi Lou was startled: "Is it the same?"

"No." She had a half-smile, "Xie Huaijing said she bought it from a roadside stall, it's cheap and saves money."

In a way, they are really alike.

The same hard-mouthed and soft-hearted.

"Then what happened afterwards?" Qi Lou shook his body curiously.

"It's burning."

"What?" He froze.

"The day we broke up, I was burned." Meng Tang said calmly.

with no exceptions.

She threw the red rope in her hand into the candlelight!

The flame jumped, and the moment it touched the red rope, it was about to devour it, but it was stopped by Qi Lou, and he pretended carefully.

Meng Tangan frowned: "What are you doing?"

"You don't want it, give it to me." He tilted his body and muttered, "I don't think it should be thrown away casually."

"Do you still want to keep incense for him during the New Year's festival?"

Meng Tang'an never spared such useless things.

Qi Lou said angrily, "I'm happy!"

Obviously he is just a bystander, but he just can't see his sincerity being let down, his love being ruined, the people who love each other ending in a mess, and his love without regrets for the rest of his life.

To see the sun forever, to look at the sun, to part and meet again, to love until death.

Whether the bracelet was not burned, Qi Lou secretly hid it, Meng Tangan let him go, and had a nightmare that night.

The fire burned in the dream, and when she woke up, she tapped her head: "It can't be such a coincidence..."

"What a coincidence?"

"Remember that magic stick?"

"The one who is healthier than me?"

Meng Tangan thought of the phrase "avoid fire" and what happened last night. After thinking about it for a few seconds, she finally said, "Coincidence, it's definitely a coincidence."

This night is doomed to be restless, everyone has their own worries, and each goes to a different path.

Before the sky was bright, a decree came from the palace, Emperor Yan summoned Xie Xun into the palace.

Xie Xun wore a wedding dress, stayed up all night, sat in the wedding room until dawn, not even a drop of alcohol, alcohol will paralyze the nerves, but it will not reduce the pain.

While taking a bath and changing clothes, he opened the closet, the light fragrance lingered in the air, and his eyes were full of silk dresses from his daughter's house, all of which were bought by Xie Xun for Meng Tang'an.

The sun shines in from the outside, and the pavilion is quiet and peaceful. Everything is available. Meng Tang'an's jewelry, story books, and all kinds of novelty items are all there, shining in the light, not stained with dust, as if yesterday .

It's just that Meng Tang'an is gone.

Only.

Xie Xun stared at it for a long time before turning his gaze away. He changed out of the wedding gown made of heavy gold, found his own clothes from the side, paused for a moment in black and red with his fingertips, and chose a black one.

Easy to cover up.

"Master Hou, those who come and go are not kind." Yang Zhihua was worried.

(End of this chapter)