A single spark can start a prairie fire

"It was originally straight, but why did it bend..." Lu Wanyuan repeated the first half of her sentence thoughtfully, picking out an important point, "Curved?"

The voice fell, and the sound of hurried footsteps from far to near came from the door.

Ji Xingchi turned a deaf ear to her, and answered her in the sound of opening the door: "Yes, I bent it, and you broke it, are you responsible?"

Liang Ange who pushed the door in: "..."

Liang Ange, who opened the door and came in, was shocked, feeling that he had heard some terrible secret.

It's agreed that Ji Xingchi is straight! ! ?

You really don't have to be so tacit on the issue of sexual orientation!

What are you going to do with the neat bends! ! ?

Liang Ange roared wantonly in his heart, but his body froze in place sincerely, not daring to move, breathing lightly, trying to reduce his sense of existence, for fear that the two people inside would notice her.

To tell the truth, if she hadn't got a marriage to be married today, she would have passed out by herself.If God gave her another chance to start over, she wouldn't choose to open this door at this time, even if she was killed, she didn't even want these two bridesmaids at this moment.

Liang Ange was immersed in the psychological activities of "it's over" and "I'm dead", and couldn't extricate herself. Her attention was highly concentrated on the two people inside, and she didn't know when He Yu walked behind her.

Holding her breath, she took a step back cautiously, and was about to run away when she heard a voice in her ear: "Honey, you stepped on my foot."

He Yu whispered in her ear.

"Damn it!" Liang Ange jumped in fright, turned around and shouted at him, "He Yu, why didn't you just scare me to death..."

Halfway through shouting, I suddenly remembered something and stopped abruptly.

He Yu's head was full of question marks, and after staring at her for a few seconds, he asked in confusion, "Didn't you come here to hold the bouquet? What are you doing standing at the door?"

Liang Ange: "..."

Liang Ange really wanted to slap the person in front of him who didn't open the pot and lifted the pot.

She took a deep breath, and bravely turned around under He Yu's eyes looking at the fool, met the two cold gazes inside, rubbed her hands carefully and tentatively said: "You, you continue? We just talked about being responsible. "

Ji Xingchi: "..."

Lu Wanyuan: "..."

"What are you responsible for?" He Yu was very curious, poking his head at the door of the dressing room, his curious eyes swept back and forth on the faces of Ji Xingchi and Lu Wanyuan, "Who is responsible to whom?"

Ji Xingchi raised his eyebrows, Lu Wanyuan curled his mouth into a half-smile, and the contents of their eyes were surprisingly consistent: there is something wrong with you.

Liang Ange quickly coughed twice, reached out and pinched He Yu's waist.

He Yu, who finally felt the murderous aura, went online in a second. Although he didn't understand what was the responsibility and who was responsible for whom, he did understand that he would die if he continued to ask.

"Sorry for the interruption," He Yu spoke very fast, "The wedding is about to begin, the bride and groom cannot be late, you can do whatever you want, we are leaving."

After speaking, he pulled Liang Ange and ran away.

"My bouquet! How come I haven't taken the bouquet yet!"

"What kind of bouquet do you want! Go to the venue and pick it now! There are so many white roses and you can't make up a bouquet!"

As the voice faded away, Ji Xingchi couldn't help chuckling.

Lu Wanyuan raised her eyes to look at her, and when her gaze swept over the corners of her curled mouth, she suddenly became distracted.

She hasn't seen Ji Xingchi smile like this for a long time.

Four years, or five?

Can not remember.

Her gaze was so direct that it was difficult for Ji Xingchi not to notice it.

"Sister," Ji Xingchi glanced at her with a weak smile, "Do I look good?"

Lu Wanyuan glanced at her indifferently, pointed to the bouquet of flowers on the table, and reminded: "The wedding is about to begin."

When Ji Xingchi and Lu Wanyuan arrived at the wedding scene holding Liang Ange's bouquet of flowers, they attracted a lot of amazed eyes. holding a bouquet.

Not like a bridesmaid, more like a wedding.

"Sister," a girl in the back seat beckoned to them.Ji Xingchi knew her very well, she was Lu Wanyuan's half-sister, Lu Ran.

"When did Sister Xingchi come?" Lu Ran was lively, and after pulling them to sit down, he chattered like a bird, "Sister Wanyuan said that you might not be able to leave because you are busy with work. I thought you would not come. Woolen cloth."

Ji Xingchi raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and turned his head to look at Lu Wanyuan next to him with great interest, his eyes seemed to say: Sister, so you didn't tell Lu Ran that we lost contact.

Lu Wan didn't squint, and looked straight ahead at Liang Ange and He Yu who were exchanging rings not far ahead.

"I didn't tell her I was coming," Ji Xingchi evaded the seriousness, and blinked at Lu Ran, "Give her a surprise."

Lu Wan didn't seem to have heard of it.

"Sister Xingchi, I also like the surprise you gave me." Lu Ran hugged her and said excitedly, "Did Miss Wanyuan tell you? I will remind her to remember to convey it to me. I like it so much! Thank you, Sister Xingchi!"

Ji Xingchi was stunned for a moment, and was dumbfounded by her words. Before he could speak, he heard Lu Wanyuan next to him calmly take up the conversation: "Ranran's birthday last month, you gave her that car."

Ji Xingchi: "..."

"It's not just a car!" Lu Ran's eyes were filled with love, "I like all the birthday presents that Sister Xingchi gave me in the past few years!"

Ji Xingchi finally understood what was going on.

She glanced at Lu Wanyuan meaningfully, and said with a smile, "Just as long as you are happy."

"I'm so happy!" Lu Ran said without hesitation.

"Where are Mom and Dad?" Lu Wanyuan changed the subject, "Why don't you sit with Mom and Dad?"

Her parents and He Yu's parents were old friends for many years, and they were both present today.

"Parents are sitting with uncles and aunts," Lu Ran pointed to the front seat with his chin, "Parents asked about Sister Xingchi today, saying that they haven't seen Sister Xingchi for a long time..."

"Throwing bouquets," Lu Wanyuan interrupted her ruthlessly, took Ji Xingchi's hand and left, afraid that the little ancestor would say something more, before he had time to think about whether holding Ji Xingchi's hand was too intimate.

The soft touch came from the palm of his hand, Ji Xingchi glanced at their intertwined hands, and wanted to laugh, then turned his head and whispered in Lu Wanyuan's ear: "Sister, when did I deliver the dyeing car?"

Lu Wanyuan's eyelids twitched, but she didn't answer, and her steps quickened.

"Sister Wanyuan! Sister Xingchi! Wait for me! I want to grab the bouquet when I'm an adult!" Lu Ran shouted behind her.

"I'm going to throw it away! Are you ready, three, two," Liang Ange looked back at Lu Wanyuan and Ji Xingchi's positions, and when they saw them standing in the last row, they put in a little effort, "One."

Ji Xingchi didn't intend to snatch the bouquet at first, when the bouquet flew towards her face, she didn't intend to reach out, thinking that someone would snatch it, but when she thought so, the bouquet was about to hit her face on.

Ji Xingchi hurriedly raised his hand to block it, and Lu Wanyuan subconsciously reached out to help her block it...

When half of the bouquet was held by one of them, the two of them were dumbfounded, the guests and friends were happy, Lu Ran was screaming with excitement, He Yu and Liang Ange... were complicated.

Looking at the bouquets in their hands, Ji Xingchi was speechless for a while, and finally he could hold back a sentence: "Let's cut this bouquet in half? One half for each..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly felt a little mentally retarded.

Why do you need to share one point? Can't you just give it to Lu Wanyuan?

"Forget it," Ji Xingchi said, "Here you are..."

"One point," Lu Wanyuan interrupted her expressionlessly, "I'll go find a knife, the flowers are very strong."

Ji Xingchi: "..."

Ji Xingchi dragged Lu Wanyuan, who was on the other end of the bouquet, to stop Liang Ange, who was about to change into a dress in the dressing room: "Where is the knife? We are going to chop this bouquet."

Liang Ange: "..."

How innocent is this flower!Why cut it!

"In the kitchen," Liang Ange said.

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My friend sent me a computer, and I will send you half of it first, so you can watch it first, okay?