Marriage record after marrying the wrong person

The dark clouds merged, the rain gradually became heavier, the muffled thunder exploded in the black cloud rolling sky, and the bright lightning flashed away.

In the rainstorm, someone dressed in white and held a 48-bone purple bamboo oil-paper umbrella came slowly. It was Song Tan.

As Wen Yi said, those two aunts had been waiting in the corridor for a long time, one was still pink and the other was yellow, looking forward to the open door with their toes on their toes, both of them were more or less excited Xu felt that he was waiting here, and with such good intentions, Hua Yi would take another look at them.

When they saw Song Tan coming, they just glanced at him casually, nodded slightly as a greeting, straightened the hairpin next to their ears, and then turned their heads to continue their "career".

Song Tan was too lazy to bother with them, he stood still in front of the eaves, looked up at the rain column that gathered and flowed from the eaves.

A gust of wind blew up, the gauze lanterns on the corridor fluttered, and the candles flickered, casting shadows.

The sound of answering came from far and near, it was the knocking of horseshoes on the wet stone road.

He looked up—

The visitor was riding a vigorous white horse, with deep and handsome eyebrows, and a straight figure that surpassed a sharp long sword.The violent wind and rain, lightning and thunder, seemed to be silent for a moment, becoming an insignificant setting.

The sound of hooves stopped, the white horse roared, Hua Yi reined in and stopped.His clothes were not wet, Song Tan saw these visions in his eyes, only then did he know that his inner strength is very deep.

A group of people waited for Wu Yangyang to go up to meet him, hugging him back and forth, talking worriedly.

Hua Yi nodded without saying a word, his brows were calm and indifferent, he looked around in the crowd, in the dark sky and the dense rain, he met Song Tan's eyes, their eyes met, and they met on a narrow road.

Song Tan is dressed in white and has black hair, like a group of crows perched on the head of a cloud.There was no expression on his face, like a peaceful lotus in the silent and melting pool, or like a loose fairy transformed from moist clouds, rain and snow.

Song Tan unhurriedly raised the corners of his lips towards Hua Yi, and Yiyue had a calm smile, which was better than three thousand lights at once.

Hua Yi felt his heart beating faster for a long time.

He was born in a high position, and he can get everything he wants, and he has never really understood what is called persistence.

Regardless of the great sorrow or the vast calamity, he passed through the world of mortals and purple mountains without touching his body. In his eyes, the turbulent waves of the world are just a rain that does not wet his clothes.

But his ordinary glance on an ordinary rainy night now gave him a strong longing.

Hua Yi raised his hand to push back the crowd, he tightened his grip on the reins again, the imperial horse started to move, and the horse's hoof fell down without haste.

The goal is clear and obvious, and it is going in the direction of Song Tan.

Song Tan's rapid heartbeat matched the rhythm of the horse's hoof, and he suddenly felt like he was on a long-awaited date, and he had to admit that he was a little happy inside.

Hua Yi's gaze was firm, like a ray of light breaking through the thick fog, and Song Tan saw himself in it.

This situation is a bit dark and agonizingly ambiguous.

Before Song Tan could react, Hua Yi bent sideways, stretched out his long arms, grabbed Song Tan's waist, and sent him to the horse's back in the blink of an eye.

Song Tan exclaimed.

Hua Yi put away his magical powers, and the merciless rain soaked their clothes in an instant, and the wet touch covered every inch of their skin. His chest was pressed against Song Tan's back, tightly.

He leaned into Song Tan's ear and said, "This is a good rain."

The two rode together on the same horse, and gradually drifted away in the eyes of the shocked crowd.

Xiaofen and Xiaohuang stomped their feet in anger, picked up the bright flowers from their temples, and crushed them into dust.

Such things as love are completely unfamiliar to them, and Hua Yi has no accomplishments in the matter of pursuing people, and he thinks his actions are simply extremely romantic.

However, Song Tan didn't think so.

The distance was not far, and the rain was more than enough to get them soaked.

Hua Yi rode his horse to Song Tan's yard. He got off the horse first, then stretched out his hand, trying to pull Song Tan down as well.

Song Tan turned a blind eye, he is a literati, not good at riding and shooting.But he didn't accept Hua Yi's kindness, and rolled over in an awkward posture, then angrily ignored Hua Yi, and walked into the room by himself.

Hua Yi followed him, and he seemed to feel that Song Tan was a little annoyed.

Wen Yi had already prepared dry and wet clothes and ginger soup to dispel the cold, and when he heard footsteps, he waited at the door to serve them.

He originally thought that these things should be prepared for Hua Yi, but why did the drowned chicken that came in be Madam!

Oh, and the only drowned chicken is an adult.

Song Tan stroked his dripping hair, exposing his smooth forehead, picked up the bowl of ginger soup in Wen Yi's bewildered face and drank it down, put the empty bowl back on the wooden plate, and stabbed his head. Entering the inner room, ready to change his wet clothes.

Hua Yi stared at his back, thoughtful.

Wen Yi blinked, handed over the dry clothes prepared for him in his hand, and stammered: "My lord, change the wet clothes first, and I will cook a bowl of ginger soup for you later."

Hua Yi asked: "You said that riding a horse together in the rain is not a pleasant thing?"

Wen Yi groaned, and said disgustedly: "How sick is that!"

Hua Yi raised his eyebrows to look at him.

After Wen Yi finished speaking, he regretted it. Both Hua Yi and Song Tan looked like drowned chickens. He seemed to understand something!

Oh my god, did he say that his lord is sick, or that his life is too long!

Wen Yi immediately knelt down to apologize, but Hua Yi waved his hand to stop him, but he still looked in Song Tan's direction and said, "It's none of your business here, go make ginger soup."

If you can slip, you must slip quickly, life-saving is the most important thing.

Before leaving, Wen Yi said again: "My lord, remember to change out of your wet clothes! Madame told me to get ready!"

When Song Tan changed his clothes and came out, he saw Hua Yi still wearing his wet clothes sitting in front of the desk, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table, and the water dripping from his body had already formed traces on the ground.

Seeing him coming, Hua Yi got up quickly.

Song Tan looked him up and down with an unfriendly expression, and was about to say something to condemn him.

Hua Yi suddenly said: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have put you on the horse regardless of your feelings, and made you wet."

With a look of shame on his face, and sincerity in his words, he blocked Song Tan's condemnation firmly, and he couldn't say anything.

Song Tan snorted softly, "Why don't you change your wet clothes?"

"My reckless and inappropriate behavior has made you feel bad, and you may have a cold. How can I settle myself calmly if I don't see you safe and sound?"

The meaning inside and outside the words is: I don't see you rectify, I feel uneasy!

Hua Yi was so good at it, he deliberately showed weakness, and just a few words made Song Tan lose his temper.

Song Tan picked up the dry clothes he put aside and stuffed them into his arms, "Hurry up and change! I'm also sorry that you are sick, the head of the family can't fall down!"

The author has something to say:

Don't learn from Huayi to play this kind of romance. .will be beaten!

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