After meeting with a mentally ill netizen, I married into a wealthy family

Two days later, Yan Lin looked at herself in the mirror, wearing a black dress and a black felt hat, she looked like a woman attending a funeral in a movie of the last century. The black dress made her blonde hair more rich and golden. She took out a Lipstick, carefully painted lips.

In the floor-to-ceiling mirror, a young man was sitting and had been sitting for a long time without moving.

Yan Lin closed the bag, sighed softly, and asked, "Where's your friend?"

Only then did Wei Chong roll his eyelids, "I didn't ask him to come."

"Does it look good?"

"You'll know later."

"I'm asking if I look good today." Yan Lin was puzzled, "I'm not your father, and I won't interfere with your relationship. Your father even got you a fiancée... It turned out to be a man, he was too It’s unreliable, I’m different…”

Wei Chong sneered: "Mom, you are going to a wedding, not a funeral, please don't make it like this."

"In my industry, I have to pay attention to my appearance everywhere. Black is the most versatile color... Hey, where are you going?" Yan Lin turned around and found that her son had already left.

According to the woman's request, Wei Lei's wedding was simple and plain, and it was held in a church.

All this has nothing to do with Wei Chong or Yan Shen, even if his father married eighteen wives, it has nothing to do with him.He showed his face at the wedding and left quickly.

"Thank you all for making the trip here for me and my wife."

The groom's final speech was very short and cheerful. The couple looked at each other, full of happy expectations for a new life.

Wei Chong couldn't see this.

Weddings, bouquets, and blessings have nothing to do with him.

The mother didn't know where to go, he turned around and happened to bump into her worried face.

"Have you taken your medicine?" she asked.

"Ah."

"If you can't stay, go home, there's nothing else going on here."

The crowd gradually dispersed, and took advantage of the lack of rain to take a car to the hotel for a banquet.The church gradually returned to its former tranquility.

Yan Lin walked past Wei Chong, also staring at the rain.

"It's raining heavily outside," she said, "don't get wet, the injury hasn't healed yet."

Wei Chong agreed.

It's like a mime outside.

Outside the car window is the world of heavy rain, gray, heavy, and washed.

It seemed abrupt and unreasonable for a young man to appear at the entrance of an empty church. He held up an umbrella, and his black figure seemed to be blown away.

Tan Yuan spent a lot of effort to inquire about the location of Wei Lei's wedding, and when he finally arrived, he found that the wedding should have ended, there was the sound of rain everywhere, and there were only scattered white vehicles driving out.

Hiding under the eaves and waiting, the rain seemed to have no intention of listening.

Not long after, a car slowly stopped in front of the eyes, and the swinging windshield wipers were like light black wings.

This scene happened many times after he got to know Wei Chong and Yan Shen. The familiar handsome young man walked out of the car door, and it is the same today.

Tan Yuan couldn't tell whose name to call when he saw his face clearly.

Sometimes they are very similar, when they are expressionless, when they are silent.

Like now.

Holding a black umbrella, he approached Tan Yuan.

"Take it." He said, handing the umbrella to Tan Yuan.

Tan Yuan took it and looked at him silently, thinner and pale.

Wei Chong took off his coat and covered Tan Yuan.

He rolled his eyelids and said, "Are you here to find me?"

Tan Yuan nodded.

Because seeing Wei Chong himself alive and kicking, he was relieved.

Although he himself didn't understand the reason, he didn't contact Wei Chongyanshen for several days, and he still felt unaccustomed to it. As soon as he heard about the location of the wedding, he sneaked over here.

It was cold outside, and the two entered the church again on foot.Wei Chong let him sit on the bench.The empty church, the holiness of the cross and the folded snow-white flowers were blown away by the strong wind pouring in, and the staff cleaned it expressionlessly.Tan Yuan shivered.Far away, in a wedding photo, he couldn't see who it was.

"I was taken care of by Uncle Wei for a while. He was my father's friend in Guangdong at that time." Tan Yuan looked at the photo and found that he couldn't remember Wei Lei's appearance. Unexpectedly, you are Uncle Wei's child."

Wei Chong, who had been silent all this time, raised his face, as if he had heard something that surprised him.

"... When did it happen?" He couldn't take his eyes off it.

Tan Yuan thought for a moment: "Five or six years old, probably, what's the matter? Did we meet when we were young?"

Wei Chong looked at him for a while and said, "No."

There was no one else in the church, and the floating balloon was blown to Tanyuan's feet by the gust of wind. He picked one up, lowered his head, and was suddenly grabbed by his hand.

He raised his eyes and met Shang Wei Chong's gloomy eyes.

sick again?

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, Tan Yuan is used to the hysteria of quietly waiting for the eldest lady with her breath held.

Unexpectedly, Wei Chong's voice was very calm, and his words were very orderly, but the content was weird and dangerous.

"I've been interested in it ever since we reconciled." He said slowly, "You know I'm sick."

"I'm not very angry at lying to you. You seem to have no bottom line... How far will you be unbearable and leave completely?"

"Is it just being generous to me, or is it also being generous to other people?"

Tan Yuan was very surprised that he asked such a blunt question.What stimulated Wei Chong today?

He thought for a moment: "I've thought about what you said too."

Why is it so special to Wei Chong? If it were someone else, he would definitely quit.

Whether he likes Wei Chong, or whether his sympathy is adding fuel to the match, he himself does not know.

"But only you can lose your nerve so often in front of me."

Tan Yuan looks serious as if he is solving a math problem, a new type of problem, which has never been done before, and cannot be used for reference.

He said: "As for your previous question, to what extent will I be unbearable to hurt me? What is the price? How do I know, you can try. If you break me, there will be no next me-I'm not sure Is there anyone else who can bear you like this, let’s think so for the time being. You should figure out this question yourself. "

Wei Chong looked from bottom to top, and finally fell on Tan Yuan's face.

He didn't answer, as if trying to figure out the answer... a sick gesture.

Tan Yuan always has compassion for him.

His neuroticism is part of the pathology, he's a beautiful monster who can't tell the difference between destructiveness and love.

Maybe it will evolve into humans in the future, or it may always be like this.