A world where only the protagonist has color

The shade of the tree swayed with the wind, and the long white steps went up all the way to the Western-style architectural style auditorium.The golden warm sun is just right, pouring into the transparent glass windows obliquely, coating Matsuda Jinping with a layer of soft light.

Instructor Mibori wore a high-end suit covered with a dust-proof film that he dug out from the closet, knocked on the door and walked in directly.

"Matsuda," he frowned, his face terribly gloomy: "Are you sure you have to do this?"

Matsuda Jinhei sat leaning against the window sill with a lighted cigarette in his mouth. He was also wearing a suit, with a red rose in full bloom pinned to his chest.

Matsuda Jinpei turned his head to look at Instructor Mibori, but did not speak.After a moment, he turned his head and looked out the window again.

There is a layer of desolation in the dead-like air, like melons and fruits smashed to pieces by hail in extreme weather on the eve of harvest, joy and hope are all shattered before dawn.

Instructor Mibori slowly closed his eyes, he took a deep breath and then sighed slowly, his chest rose and fell like his complicated emotions.

"You don't have to do that."

Matsuda Jinpei still didn't answer, he just looked up at the blue sparrow that had fallen on the treetops outside the window.It is said that seeing a blue bird will bring good luck. I don't know if the blue bird can also bring him some luck.

The sparrows outside the window were chirping, but Matsuda Jinpei felt calm.He was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "No, I have to do this."

"Do you understand or not!"

Instructor Mibori took two steps forward and forced himself to stay where he was.The fists were clenched and then loosened, and the veins bulged on the back of the hand.

He wanted to grab Matsuda Jinpei by the collar, shake, tear, and roar to wake him up.

But Sanbori just gritted his teeth and stared at Matsuda Jinpei, eyes wide open: "This wedding shouldn't be held at all! You should go to a better future instead of putting yourself in a cage with your own hands as a trapped beast!"

Matsuda Jinpei turned to look at Instructor Mibori.They stared at each other in silence, with the sadness of the autumn wind and winter snow and the gushing flames in their eyes.One is indifferent and cold, and the other is angry and irritable.

The silent confrontation lasted for a long time, until Hagiwara Kenji pushed the door open and broke the deadlock in the room.Instructor Mibori is like a firecracker soaked in rain, even if the fuse is successfully ignited, he can only mute his voice and make no sound.

"Hey..." With a long breath, Mibori felt as if he had aged ten years overnight.The fist that was tightly gripped was finally released, and he lowered his brows and eyes, like an old guy who hadn't rested well, and his whole body was exhausted.

"I won't persuade you anymore. You should think about it yourself. It's still too late to regret the marriage."

After saying that, Instructor Mibori turned around and walked outside the house.

Holding the doorknob with his hand and twisting it, before opening the door, Mibori paused again.He didn't look back, but just lamented again: "Matsuda, quit the engagement. Although the guests have already arrived at sevens and eights, even if you go back now, none of us will blame you."

"We... don't want to see you like this."

After saying that, Mibori turned around and walked out of the room, walking away along the long and narrow corridor.

It's time for him to go to the bride's side to see what's going on.

"Xiao Zhenping."

Hagiwara Kenji lit a cigarette and sat by the window sill.He exhaled smoke rings and stared back at the clouds drifting slowly across the sky.

The deep voice resonates like a cello, and the strings vibrate, but it hides a heart-piercing pain as if it is about to break.

He said, "You really... think it through."

The four eyes met each other, and the same amount of love and misery were precipitated in the azure eyes. The eyes that were once as bright and moving as the stars in the sky are now getting darker day by day, like worn gems, losing their original luster.

"I..." Adam's apple rolled, Matsuda Jinping looked up at the empty ceiling: "...I've thought it through."

After saying a word, the room fell into dead silence again.I don't know how long it was silent, until the bird on the branch flapped its wings and left, and the soft cloud was pushed away from the sky outside the window by the wind, Kenji Hagiwara laughed lowly.

His chest vibrated, and every laugh pulled his heart muscle, which was very painful.

Raising his hand to rub his long hair, his five fingers passed through the black silk that had been styled with pomade, Hagiwara Kenji lowered his gaze and could no longer laugh, even pulling the corners of his mouth to force a smile felt painful.

"Xiao Zhenping, you really like to mess around. If Qian Shujiang finds out what you have done, he will probably be so angry that he will block both of us."

"Yes."

Matsuda Jinpei sighed, he stood up and crushed the cigarette in his mouth into the glass jar full of cigarette butts - the pile of cigarette butts inside was all his masterpiece.

Matsuda Jinping raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a shallow smile, and his eyes softened accordingly.

"If Qian Shu finds out, she will definitely lock me out of the door, and she will definitely not calm down in three to five days."

Grabbing the cigarette pack from the table, Matsuda Jinpei tried to squeeze out another cigarette, only to find that he had already emptied the last pack of cigarettes on the table.

"Hagi, do you still have cigarettes, give me one."

"Still smoking? You don't want your lungs?"

"Just today."

"Tsk, all right."

After a long time waiting for the wedding to start, the two were just silent.They looked up at the clouds blowing away in the sky without saying a word.It had been a long time since the two of them who used overloaded work to wash away their pain sat quietly, letting their thoughts drift away.

The ringing of ancient bells is a signal that the wedding is about to begin.

The blue sparrows outside the window have already flown away, and the clouds have drifted away and disappeared.Dark clouds slowly gathered, the sky darkened, and it seemed that it was about to rain.

Hagiwara: "Let's go, groom, it's your turn."

……

The one-shoulder wedding dress is inlaid with countless sequins and sparkling diamonds. The fishbone design can outline the bride's graceful waist. The outer layer of the skirt is a pattern made of fine sewn sequins. tail.

It is a beautiful wedding dress that can make many girls longing for love hold their faces and scream.

The bride who can wear it must be very lucky.

In the white auditorium covered with a red carpet, police officers from the first search unit and the mobile team sat in neatly pressed suits.

Red roses were tied into flower balls and dotted in every corner, and hydrogen balloons hung in transparent tulle and floated in the air.

The auditorium was festive, but no one was laughing.Everyone sat straight with straight faces.There was silence and depression in the air, they occasionally whispered to each other, and no one dared to speak loudly.The brows were tightly furrowed, and everyone looked sad.

"Officer Matsuda, is he really going to do this..."

"Is it really okay? This is not good..."

"The above has already acquiesced in his approach, so let's stop talking..."

"But as expected, I still feel that it's not appropriate. Isn't it too pitiful..."

While whispering, Matsuda Jinpei walked into the auditorium with a serious expression on his face.His appearance seemed to press the mute button for the audience. Everyone straightened their backs and put their fists neatly on their laps.

The police officers who were invited to the wedding were uniform and overly solemn, and it seemed that they were not attending a grand wedding, but a funeral where even the air became heavy.

The dark clouds outside the house were overwhelming, and the auditorium, which was blocked by light, suddenly went dark.

A storm is coming.

The elegant and solemn wedding march sounded, continuing the beautiful dream.

Matsuda Jinhei stood at the end of the red carpet, and everyone in the audience slowed down their breathing without exception.They stared at Zhenping with wide eyes, not even daring to blink, for fear of disturbing their fragile dreams.

There was a long creaking sound when the door behind him was pulled open forcefully.

Everyone turned their heads to look behind them in unison, and Matsuda Jinping also turned around with a smile on his face and looked at the bride outside the door.

The red roses prepared in advance fell from the top of the auditorium, and the petals were flying in the air, which was very romantic.

People outside the door walked into the auditorium amidst the petals in the sky.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the dark auditorium, and the thunder split the sky, tearing apart the tranquility of the city.

The thunder that illuminated half of the sky burst out dazzling light, and the pale light was only for a short moment, but it was enough for everyone in the auditorium to see clearly the people who entered slowly step by step on the red carpet outside the door.

Logically speaking, at this time, the father should lead the ex-mother through the main entrance and put her hand into the groom's palm.

But there was only Instructor Mibori outside the door.

The majestic instructor with graying temples looked exhausted, but his eyes were determined and solemn.He stood upright, but held a white wedding dress in his hands—there was no bride in this wedding.

The polished leather shoes made no sound when they stepped on the soft red carpet, but they rumbled loudly in everyone's ears.The heart was pounding like a drum.With the oppressive pain in the chest, some police officers even turned their heads and closed their eyes, unwilling to look at the beautiful but cruel and broken picture in front of them.

Ogawa Kaori covered her face and wept silently, but she didn't dare to let out any sobs, for fear of desecrating the wedding without a bride.

"Mr. Matsuda Jinpei."

The white-haired old man with round eyes stood a few steps away from Matsuda Jinhei and Mibori holding the wedding dress, his withered fingers trembling slightly.

"Would you like to marry Miss Inoue Chisuke as your wife? No matter rich or poor, young or old, you will love her, be loyal to her, protect her, and stay with her for the rest of your life."

His lips trembled, but Matsuda Jinpei couldn't make a sound.

This used to be the scene he fantasized and looked forward to every night, and just imagining it made him feel so happy.But when this moment really came, he didn't feel a trace of ecstasy.The heartstrings trembled like they were about to burst, and the dry eyes felt sore for a while.His heart was empty, he was like a rootless ghost, not knowing where to go.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and after a long time, Matsuda Jinpei said in a deep voice, "I am willing."

"Ms. Inoue Chisuke, are you willing to marry Mr. Matsuda Jinpei? Regardless of good times or bad times, we will respect and love each other forever."

A wedding without a bride is naturally unanswered.

But in a trance, it seemed that Chisuke Inoue was standing there, smiling and looking at Matsuda Jinhei, with slightly parted red lips and affectionate eyebrows, and slowly said the phrase "I am willing" in a gentle and solemn tone.

"Then, the couple exchange rings."

Matsuda Jinpei took out the wedding ring from the red velvet box.

"Put on your wedding ring."

He put a ring engraved with the pronunciation of himself and Inoue Chizuru's name on his left ring finger.

"Now, kiss the bride."

Matsuda Jinpei took over the wedding dress held in the palm of the palm of Mibori's instructor.

He lowered his head, solemnly, sacredly, and earnestly, and dropped a kiss on the wedding dress he personally selected for Qianshu.

"Boom--!"

The thunder outside the window reappeared, and the bean-sized raindrops fell down like a curtain.

Although Matsuda Jinpei was laughing, his heart full of holes was bleeding and crying.

The torrential rain that flooded the city may be God crying for him who is already exhausted.

When no one caught sight of Matsuda Jinpei kissing the bride, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye and fell on the upper third of the kissing place, smudged with shallow tear stains.

Matsuda Jinping got married, and the wedding was just half a year ago.

It was a wedding without a bride.

The author says:

感谢在2022-06-1621:00:37~2022-06-1718:24:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Lingshu;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Tang Ying; 2 bottles of A Li; 1 bottle of Xi Zhenni and Qiuqiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?