Cross the sea

Due to Li Xiangting's status, the wedding between him and He Ping was not grand, and only a few close friends were invited. He Ping's relationship was too simple, and the invited friends even sat at a round table. dissatisfied.

"Is the collar too low?"

He Ping turned sideways and looked at herself in the mirror. She lightly pressed the lace of the neckline twice with her hands, and smiled with her eyes bent: "People who can't even dye their white hair can still wear wedding dresses now." .”

Pinning the tie on his chest, He Zhen turned around and put his hands on He Ping's shoulders. Today is a good day, the sky is bright outside the window, and the hall is full of people.

He lowered his body and smiled at He Ping in the mirror: "Today is your home game, you can wear whatever you want."

He Ping patted his hand, paused for a few seconds, then squeezed his fingers.

"It's true, our life is getting better and better."

The master of ceremonies outside the hall had already started to adjust the microphone, the door was opened a crack, and the planners asked He Ping to put on the veil and prepare to go on stage. He Zhen turned his head and saw Li Chengyun's profile in a flash.

When he regained consciousness, He Ping had lowered her head and started to wear the veil. The champagne-colored pearl hairpin was pinned behind her head, firmly fixing the light and soft white veil.

"It will get better."

He Zhen whispered.

There was no flower girl for the wedding, and Li Xiangting respected He Ping's wishes. When she came out, He Zhen walked beside her, with his arms around He Zhen's forearm.

It was a scene I hadn't seen in decades. As soon as she stepped on the first step, the soles of He Ping's feet began to sweat.

He Zhen grabbed her shoulders in time, and at the same time, Li Xiangting, who was standing at the end of the long white platform, also took a step forward anxiously.

Everyone saw all this, and the master of ceremonies joked with a smile: "Look at what our Mr. Li is worried about. This is really an old house on fire."

He Ping's face under the white gauze also quickly turned red, and everyone in the audience also laughed, except for one person who didn't smile. He Zhen looked up at Li Chengyun who was standing in the corner of the stage.

He was wearing the same black suit as himself, but Li Chengyun looked much better than him, with broad shoulders, thin waist, and straight and long legs.

Fortunately, the current technology has not yet developed to the point where brainwave images can be synthesized, so no one will find out that he regards all the white roses, feather lamps, and picture frames in the hall as blessings for his love with Li Chengyun.

He Zhen suspected that he could also seduce Li Chengyun when he closed the coffin.

He handed He Ping's hand to Li Xiangting, walked two steps forward, and stood on Li Chengyun's left.

What the master of ceremonies said next, He Zhen didn't catch a word, he just felt that standing with Li Chengyun like this, it really seemed like they were getting married.

He Zhen couldn't help rubbing the back of Li Chengyun's hand with his hand, but Li Chengyun still stood straight and didn't respond.

The photographer came over with the camera on his shoulders and told Li Chengyun to look at the camera and smile.

Li Chengyun tilted his face, and when the photographer was about to press the shutter, He Zhen poked his head out, grinning, his eyes narrowed into two lines.

He Zhen's head was almost touching his chest, Li Chengyun lowered his eyelids, and gave him a half-hearted look.

"You look at me?"

He Zhen raised his face and asked him.

Li Chengyun pursed his lips, raised his hand and brushed the coat that He Zhen almost touched, and said in a calm voice, "Stay away."

The overly formal wedding was just a cutscene. After Li Xiangting and He Ping exchanged rings, the guests all moved to the reception room on the opposite side of the lawn.

Li Chengyun drank a lot of wine with Li Xiangting, and the wine glass in his hand was almost empty. He Zhen's eyes meandered through the crowd, and finally fell on Li Chengyun's red ears.

Li Chengyun should really not be able to drink, because in the end when the four of them took a family portrait, he secretly hooked Li Chengyun's finger behind his back, but Li Chengyun didn't notice.

Occasionally, He Zhen would reflect on himself in the middle of the night, whether he had done too much, and whether he would suffer retribution, but everything is not important now.

Even if Li Chengyun doesn't love him, he has to be forced to remember his name forever. When introducing him to outsiders, he has to add a suffix after the word Hezhen: Li Chengyun's younger brother.

It was the first day He Zhen had the suffix, the air was filled with fruit fragrance, and outside was the green lawn scorched by the sun. Li Xiangting stood opposite him and smiled, patted him on the shoulder lovingly, and said: "From now on, we will be a family." gone."

He Zhen turned his head, stared at Li Chengyun's thin eyelids, and said softly, "Li Chengyun, we will be a family from now on."

In front of Li Xiangting and He Ping, Li Chengyun was still clinging to the face of his well-behaved son, he responded in a low voice, and paused for a long time before saying: "Yes."

The second half of the wedding was mainly a place for adults to chat and drink. Li Xiangting gave the two of them a holiday. When He Zhen was about to leave, Li Xiangting stuffed a bank card into his collar pocket, and the gilt edge was illuminated by the lights. .

"I will transfer money to this card every month in the future."

When Li Xiangting smiled, there was a fine wrinkle at the end of his eyes, and his whole person looked soft, as if he was completely different from the TV news.

As if he was afraid that he would be under pressure, Li Xiangting added: "Ah Cheng also has it, you two are the same."

How could they be the same? He loves Li Chengyun, but Li Chengyun doesn't love him.

But Hezhen still thanked Li Xiangting, and when he ran out of the hall, Li Chengyun had disappeared.

The landscaped fountain not far away sprinkled water tirelessly upwards, and the floor tiles printed with beautiful patterns were cut into countless pieces by the water stains. He Zhen came closer and saw the dry leaves and pieces of paper floating on the water. , and the collar flower that was thrown away by Li Chengyun as the ripples circled back and forth.

When An Qianqiu came out to smoke, she immediately saw He Zhen who was sitting by the fountain with his trousers rolled up. With a wave of her hand, she threw the lighter and hit He Zhen on the head impartially.

"Why are you going crazy again?"

An Qianqiu walked over, picked up the lighter and squinted at Hezhen, "If you want to commit suicide, you won't be drowned in such shallow water."

He Zhen laughed, his rolled up left trousers showed his fair skin, and while splashing water with his hands, he said, "You're in love."

"Ah."

An Qianqiu flicked the lighter twice, facing the sun to confirm how much gas was left in it, "He confessed to me, and I have nothing to do recently, so I agreed."

The oil was full, An Qianqiu lowered his head to hold the fire, and poked it several times in a row, the orange flame lit up the cigarette.

While she was lighting a cigarette, He Zhen had already jumped into the fountain pool, bent over to catch the collar flowers on the water.

The water in early autumn was still much colder than expected, He Zhen's teeth chattered, and seeing An Qianqiu's white eyes, He Zhen smiled and climbed up, rubbing his wet collar on his shirt, while reaching out to ask An Qianqiu for a cigarette.

An Qianqiu put his hand aside, bowed his head and took a puff of cigarette: "Stop smoking, let your mother see you later."

"Then I'll go find Li Chengyun."

"Oh, you installed a tracking system on him?"

"I haven't had time yet. If he forgives me this time, I'll pretend."

He Zhen pinned the clean collar flower to his chest, then raised his head and grinned at An Qianqiu.

"Don't look at me, I won't call Zhou An to ask questions for you."

An Qianqiu turned around and walked back with a cigarette in his hand. The silence behind him was scary, only the slight sound of splashing water.

Damn it, He Zhen really knows how to soften her heart.

An Qianqiu turned around, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, dialed a number, then raised her head and gave He Zhen a middle finger.

——Alcohol was fermenting in the blood, Li Chengyun was lying in the bathtub, and white mist was floating in the room.

With his eyes closed, he thought of Zhen Wei who was sitting on the bedside looking through wedding photos one night. Her hair was loose and her face was plain, her fingernails were pressing a close-up of her face in a blue cheongsam.

After looking at it for a while, she began to look in the mirror, pressing her eyebrows up with both hands, reflecting the pale yellow light, she muttered in a low voice: I am still old.

After drinking the wine and soaking in the hot bath, I don't know if there is any medicinal effect. Li Chengyun's hands supported the bathtub wall to stop the body from falling. The scalding water flooded his chin. dust.

If Hezhen didn't intervene, Li Xiangting and Zhen Wei might also divorce. Their marriage is like a beautifully decorated silk pillow, which shows that it is clean and slippery.

Li Chengyun gradually felt that there were two him in the world, one in the water and one on the shore.

One was disgusted by He Zhen's actions, and the other stood in the shadows and defended him uncontrollably.

The electronic door sounded a notification that it was successfully unlocked. Someone walked in slowly and pushed open the closed bathroom door. Large swaths of cold air poured in, and the cold touch touched his arm. Li Chengyun opened his eyes, and in the blurred vision See black bells shaking back and forth.