Love him deep into bone marrow Jian Hanfeng Chengyou

Jian Qing originally planned to leave France in the next two days, but his inner concerns prevented him from making up his mind to book a flight ticket.

At least for now, he and Cheng Wen are still on the same land and breathing the same air.

Just thinking about it like this makes me feel better, but thinking that Cheng Wen will soon become someone else's groom, I feel very uncomfortable.

In the end, he decided to stay and attend Cheng Wen's wedding.

After all, he is his little fool, and he must always watch him happy.

Only then can you feel at ease.

After that day, he will give up.

He set him free.

It is not difficult to get a wedding invitation, Cheng Wei personally invited Zhang Chen'er three days before the wedding.

He broke his promise and backtracked, Jian Qing should have resented him, but in fact he was very calm in his heart, even when Zhang An'er proposed to talk to Cheng Wei again, Jian Qing stopped her.

The key is not Cheng Wei, but Cheng Wen.

Cheng Wen didn't love him, so it was useless for anyone to talk to Cheng Wei.

It's enough for things to get to this point.

Maybe because she wanted to open up, Jian Qing acted calmly and started to deal with the company's affairs. Zhang Chen'er felt relieved when she gave orders through video, but in fact Jian Qing couldn't sleep at all at night and had to rely on alcohol to fall asleep.

The day came quickly.

It was so fast that Jian Qing felt a little caught off guard, obviously not long ago, he and Cheng Wen were still hugging each other on the bed tenderly.

What happened recently is like a winding and extremely fast roller coaster in an amusement park. Jian Qing is the person who suffers from motion sickness. Before enjoying enough happiness, she was tortured until she became dizzy and vomited continuously.

But he tries to look like a normal person.

On the morning of the 18th, Jian Qing woke up at four in the morning and couldn't fall asleep anymore.

He lay in bed until five o'clock, got up and took a shower, cleaned the stubble on his face, and changed into a suit that he thought looked best in the closet.

No matter what, to attend Cheng Wen's wedding, you have to look decent.

Zhang Chen'er got up to prepare breakfast, and when she came out of the room, she heard movement in Jian Qing's room, thought about it, and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door was opened from the inside. Seeing Jian Qing's energetic appearance, Zhang An'er was stunned, "Why do you get up so early today?"

"Well, I can't sleep anymore." Jian Qing said.

As for why she couldn't fall asleep, Zhang An'er naturally knew, she was worried, "Son, are you really going to the wedding?"

"En." Jian Qing responded lightly.

Zhang Chen'er paused slightly, "Don't go..."

"It's okay." Jian Qing smiled.

"After today, I will forget."

"..." Zhang Chen'er sighed, lowered her head and didn't know what to say.

The bond between the two is so deep, how can they just forget it.

The seemingly relaxed tone, if one probes deeper, it must be the bloody muscles that are sticking to the flesh and blood, constantly pulling.

It's hard for Jian Qing, and it's hard for her little granddaughter.

"Mom is going down to make breakfast, remember to come down to eat at seven o'clock." Zhang Chen'er changed the subject.

"En." Jane Qing nodded.

He doesn't talk much recently, and shuts himself in the study all day to work, rarely coming out.

A few days ago, Jian Qing talked a lot, and even made a video call with Zhang Chen'er, saying that he and Cheng Wen were getting closer, so don't worry.

This dazzle changed back to its original appearance.

Zhang Chen'er can understand this kind of feeling very well. When the heart is occupied by one person, the other person can make him happy all day with just a smile. If the other person treats each other coldly, it will be worse than falling into hell.

But for things like feelings, no one can help, no matter good or bad, you can only suffer by yourself.

But she has heard a word, maybe feasible.

——The best way to forget a relationship is to quickly enter a new one.

It's just thinking about it, not really taking it to heart.

Who else can immediately attract Jian Qing's attention.

Zhang Chen'er went downstairs to cook in melancholy.

Cooked porridge with preserved egg and lean meat, and fried a few eggs, which is a common food in Chinese families. Jian Qing used to be able to eat several bowls. When dining with her mother, the atmosphere was very good, and they always chatted happily. Now the table is almost depressingly quiet.

Jian Qing put food into her mouth silently, repeating the movements of chewing and swallowing monotonously.

Zhang Chen'er kept quiet considerately, took some side dishes and put them in Jian Qing's bowl, "Eat more."

Jian Qing responded in a low voice, and there was no topic left.

Until the intermittent sound of brakes came from outside, Jian Qing turned her head stiffly to look at the closed door, and soon heard the sound of joyful play.

It's the wedding reception team.

The spoon in his hand was put down, and he lost his appetite.

Jian Qing really wanted to go out and have a look, but she was afraid that she would lose control and make an ugly face in front of Cheng Wen, so she held back.

He should be a happy groom today, and should not be affected by anything, including him.

Jian Qing stood up and said dumbly, "Mom, I'm going up."

Zhang Chen'er glanced at the half bowl of porridge left in front of his son, the worry in his eyes deepened, but his smile was soft.

"Okay, let's go up."

The master bedroom on the third floor has a terrace high enough to see everything outside.

Jian Qing pushed open the balcony door and quietly walked to the stone railing.

As imagined, the luxurious motorcade has been parked from the corner to the end of the street, very similar to their wedding day.

The difference is that the groom has changed.

Dai Shengding was holding a bouquet, surrounded by the groom, waiting for the Cheng family to open the door.

He looked a little nervous, but his smile couldn't hide his joy, and he chatted happily with the people around him.

Western-style weddings are relatively simple, there is no such thing as a bridal chamber, and there is no need to undergo a test when picking up the bride, so Dai Shengding was soon let in.

Jian Qing didn't know what happened in the house, but saw that Cheng Wen was carried out by Dai Shengding more than 20 minutes later, with his arms around the other's neck, indescribably intimate.

Jian Qing couldn't see it. In fact, his little fool kept his eyes red and buried his face in Dai Shengding's arms, just because he didn't want others to see his flaws.

He had to get married properly so that Ah Qing could be safe.

Soon, Cheng Wen was put into the back seat of one of the luxury cars by Dai Shengding, and Dai Shengding followed suit.

The convoy started slowly and disappeared from Jian Qing's sight.

The weather on this day is very good, it is a good day suitable for wedding.

Jian Qing was just a little sad.

He was just a little sad.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the little fool is happy.

He stood on the terrace for a long time, waiting for the tears on his face to be dried by the wind, before turning around and entering the house.

Soon there will be new ones.

No matter how out of control he is behind others, at least his simple and clear performance in front of others makes it impossible to see any flaws.

The wedding was held on time at ten o'clock in the morning, and the venue was very uniquely arranged. The outdoor water wedding at the Bulgari Hotel was extremely popular. A T-shaped glass platform was cast on the infinity pool, and the arches were decorated with white flowers. It was as beautiful as a fairyland.

The Cheng family and the Dai family were well-known figures, and there were quite a few guests, including blond-haired and blue-eyed Frenchmen, as well as many Chinese. All of them were dressed up to attend, and Jian Qing stood inconspicuously among the crowd.

He also tried to make himself less conspicuous.

After all, the person who agreed to process Wen, said goodbye that day was the last interruption.

It was because he was too greedy and wanted to take a few more glances.

The tall French host stood at the end of the catwalk, read the opening speech in English with a microphone, and then pointed to the glass path in front of him in rather broken Chinese.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming to today's wedding. Next, we welcome Mr. Dai and Mr. Cheng..."

The host is a pillar of a French entertainment TV station, the atmosphere was mobilized very cheerfully, and everyone applauded and cheered in unison.

The background music is very pleasant, but when Cheng Wenwen and Dai Shengding appeared in Jian Qing's sight, his world was silent.

What happened in the past is shown in the mind like a movie, from the not-so-good encounter, to the relationship that made Jian Qing feel anxious just thinking about it in the middle, and then to the love after the bitterness and sweetness, Jian Qing thought the story should have ended long ago up.

But actually no.

It turns out that this is the end of the movie.

The main character who has been badly hurt falls in love with someone else, and he is just an insignificant supporting role.

Jian Qing thought that he could accept this fact, but it was only at this moment that he realized that he could not.

"Are you okay?..." The beautiful French woman next to her touched Jian Qing's arm worriedly and asked in English.

Jian Qing noticed the wetness on her cheeks, she lowered her head and wiped her face, then raised her head after a long time, smiled and said it was all right.

"...Is that your former lover?" the woman asked tentatively.

Obviously, Jian Qing's appearance doesn't seem to be moved, other than that, this is the only possibility.

Jian Qing curled her mouth and replied in a low voice, "Beloved in this life."

He said.

The love of my life.

The woman didn't ask any more questions.

Because although he was smiling, he looked very sad.

Cheng Wen was held by Dai Shengding and walked slowly to the end of the runway.

Under the transparent stage is the azure blue water, and everything around them sets off their love almost beautifully.

No matter in anyone's opinion, Cheng Wenwen and Dai Shengding are a good match.

Jian Qing felt the same way.

Cheng Wen still didn't seem to be used to such an occasion, he felt timid to be stared at by everyone, until Dai Shengding approached him and whispered something in his ear, Cheng Wen immediately laughed.

What the master of ceremonies is saying to Cheng Wen now, Jian Qing heard something similar at her own wedding.

"Mr. Cheng Wen, are you willing to become a partner with Mr. Dai Shengding, whether you are poor, sick, or facing ups and downs, are you willing to cherish him, love him, and never leave him?"

Cheng Wen clenched the white bouquet in his hand and lowered his head, silent amidst the crowd's expectation.

Jian Qing's throat seemed to be pinched by a pair of powerful hands, and he was almost suffocated at that moment. The corners of his eyes were red, and he hoped that Cheng Wen could say a 'no', so that he would have the courage to rush forward to snatch him back.

Soon, however, Cheng Wen spoke up.

"...I would," he said.

Sensing the overly hot gaze from the crowd, Cheng Wen subconsciously looked over.

Four eyes facing each other.

Jian Qing didn't dodge, and looked deeply at his little fool.

Cheng Wen quickly looked away, as if he was just an insignificant stranger.

His left hand was lifted, and when Dai Shengding put the ring on Cheng Wen's ring finger, Cheng Wen cried, and his tears fell on the cold ground.

Everyone thought he was crying with joy.

Jian Qing withdrew her gaze, turned around and left the crowd slowly.

He promised to let go.

It's time for him to keep his promise.