Little ancestor, can we remarry?

Mentan is also considered to be half of the protagonist today, and now he is wearing the clothes of a little tiger, looking very cute.

The wedding is about to start, Ming Ye came over and informed Ji Ziyou to prepare quickly: "The ceremony will start in half an hour, you two don't dawdle, today is also a boring [-]-day banquet."

"My relatives and friends want to see Xiao Menmen, Maodou, you take Menmen out to Aunt Xu, and I will tidy up Ziyou's clothes."

"Okay!" Maodou stood up and hugged Xiao Menmen from Ji Ziyou's arms.

After leaving Daddy, Xiao Menmen didn't cry, just looked at Ji Ziyou, stretched out his hand to hook Ji Ziyou.

"Good baby, let's go to grandma first, okay? Daddy will come to you in a while." Ji Ziyou kissed Xiao Menmen on the face, and asked Maodou to hug him quickly.

twelve o'clock.

The ceremony started on time, and Wenren Yaojue was already standing in the middle of the stage.

Ji Ziyou, who was standing at the beginning of the red carpet, clearly remembered that on the day of their marriage and wedding, Ji Chengwei led him to the stage step by step. In the distance of 30 meters, what he heard was not exhortations and love, but disgust and love. beat.

But even so, he was extremely happy because he married his beloved.

The same scene happened again today, but it was too different. Today he will not need anyone to put on a face, walk this red carpet alone, he does not need anyone to accompany him, and he does not need to walk through the so-called ceremony.

Because the man on the stage, this time, finally became a man who could give him the whole world.

Step by step approaching, and finally walked to each other's side.

The master of ceremonies began to preside over, still in the familiar way.

"Mr. Ji Ziyou, would you like to hold hands again with Mr. Yaojue, the man who is heard by your side, so that we will meet again in the mountains and rivers, and we will sail together through wind and rain?"

"I am willing." Ji Ziyou stared at Wenren Yaojue's eyes, smiling as happily as the first time, and his eyes were still filled with that clear admiration.

"Then Mr. Wenren Yaojue on my left, are you willing to hold hands with Mr. Ji Ziyou next to you again, so that we can walk together day and night from now on?"

"..." Wenren Yaojue didn't answer directly.

The audience was quiet. Compared with the mocking discussions at the first wedding, everyone was looking forward to Wenren Yaojue's answer this time.

"I am willing!"

clap clap-

There was warm applause from the audience.

During the ring exchange, Wenren Yaojue took the lead and knelt on one knee and said, "Today, I would like to take this opportunity to say a few words to you, and let everyone be a witness to me."

"In my memory, the first time I saw you was at our wedding. I didn't like you, and I wasn't satisfied with the wedding. In front of everyone, I said that you It's a good decoration. If I could have the ability to foretell, if I could know the future of you, it would be so important to me, and I would cause you to suffer so much, I would definitely not say that."

"It's a pity that I didn't, so we took a lot of detours. The simple thing is, God didn't make a joke with me for a lifetime, it only made a joke with me for a while, you came back to me, thank you for still being willing Trust me that sucks."

"Ji Ziyou, my little ancestor, can we remarry?"

With the ring in front of her eyes, Ji Ziyou's tears could not stop falling down.

Meng Ze in the audience took the lead and started shouting.

"Promise him! Promise him!"

"I, I promise you." Ji Ziyou stretched out his hand.

The moment the ring wrapped around his ring finger, Ji Ziyou held Wenren Yaojue's hand tightly, and he was finally with the person he admired when he was young.

Always remember, there will be reverberations.

……

The wheel of time reverses...

A high society party 20 years ago.

Xiao Ji Ziyou hid alone in the hedge in the back garden. The little dress on her body was stained and covered with mud, and there were two wounds on her face. She shivered and shivered with fear.

"Ji Ziyou, you are a scumbag, your mother is a scumbag, you don't deserve to be with us!"

"Exactly! You don't even have beautiful clothes!"

"You are a hated Omega!"

……

Hearing such insults, Xiao Ji Ziyou didn't dare to say anything, those rich kids listened to Ji Pu's words and bullied him, even hitting him with branches.

Little Ji Ziyou didn't dare to resist, because Ji Pu would sue him. Little Ji Ziyou, who had nothing to do, could only shrink himself into a ball and hide in the gap in the hedge.

At that time, my eight-year-old little Wenren Yaojue hid in a tree in order to avoid other children to come up to talk to him, ask him to play, but was still disturbed.

"You guys are so noisy!" Little Wenren Yaojue jumped down from the tree with a swipe, and glared at the group of rich young masters.

"sorry!"

"sorry!"

Wenren Yaojue was notoriously bad-tempered, and these young masters were afraid that Wenren Yaojue would get angry, so they hurriedly ran away.

Little Wenren Yaojue looked impatient, and was about to leave when someone grabbed her trouser leg.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw a white and tender round face. Tears were suffocating and swirling in the eye circles, but they didn't fall, and there were wounds on his face.

Xiao Ji Ziyou thought that the little Wenren Yaojue was here to save him, and his eyes were full of little stars: "Brother, thank you."

Little Wenren Yaojue didn't like others touching him, so he immediately moved his foot away: "Don't touch me!"

Little Ji Ziyou thought that little Wenren Yaojue also disliked him as an illegitimate child, so he quickly let go of his hand, and hid further in fright: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"You..." Little Wenren Yaojue suddenly couldn't bear to see Xiao Ji Ziyou's pitiful look, "I didn't bully you, why do you have such an expression."

"Sorry……"

"Don't keep saying I'm sorry." Little Wenren Yaojue squatted down and looked at Xiao Ji Ziyou, "Did that group of people bully you just now?"

Xiao Ji Ziyou didn't speak, and didn't dare to move wherever he hid.

Xiao Wenren Yaojue felt that Xiao Ji Ziyou looked like a glass doll, the kind that would break when touched.

"Why are you like the puppy my aunt gave me? You curl up into a ball at every turn. Forget it, follow me. If they bully you, I'll return it for you, but don't pull my clothes." Little Wenren Seeing Xiao Ji Ziyou's aggrieved and pitiful look, Yaojue compromised and began to coax Xiao Ji Ziyou.

Then at the banquet, everyone saw Xiao Wenren Yaojue followed by Xiao Ji Ziyou.

Little Ji Ziyou tightly tugged on the hem of the little Wenren Yaojue's suit, and kept calling brother, brother.

Although the little Wenren Yaojue was impatient and kept saying, don't tear my clothes, he didn't push Xiaojiziyou away.

That was Xiao Ji Ziyou's first time participating in a gathering of rich people in high society, and also the first time seeing that grumpy brother.

Later, Ji Ziyou was not allowed to participate in any activities, and he never saw that bad-tempered but surprisingly gentle brother again.