Chapter 991： Wedding (3)

Chapter 991 Wedding (3)

Wen Ran was taken by her father Gu Yan, from this end of the red carpet to Mo Xiuchen on the other end of the red carpet.

In my mind, inexplicably, all the pictures since they met and fell in love flashed through them, from the strangeness and estrangement when they first received the certificate, to the long-term love. Although he looks cold, he is always attentive and considerate.

In City F, she was kidnapped, and he rushed to rescue her from the edge of the cliff...

Later, they gradually fell in love with each other, and later, she tried to leave because of her own body. He will do whatever it takes to keep...

He has amnesia, she is across the Pacific Ocean, thinking hard, tearing wet pillow towel every night. In the end, she couldn't bear the pain of losing her bones, she flew across the Pacific Ocean to see him...

Later, when he returned to China, after a fierce struggle in her heart, she wanted to be with him despite the poisonous oath she had sworn...

She tightened her lips to prevent herself from crying.

Finally, she walked up to him, and he reached out his hand to her.

"Xiu Chen, of course, you must be happy."

Gu Yan handed her daughter to Mo Xiuchen, and the words of blessing were excited and delighted.

Mo Xiuchen's long fingers bent, gently and preciously holding the small hand placed in his palm, staring at the gentle eyes, writing a lifetime of affection, and in the entangled eyes of the two, there is no one other than each other.

Although there are full of guests, no one speaks, everyone is looking at today’s protagonist.

Amidst the quiet movement, a deep magnetic voice suddenly sounded. The owner of this voice is today's protagonist Mo Xiuchen, but he is watching the woman he loves affectionately, without speaking at all.

Everyone was startled first, then raised their heads and looked at the big screen on the wall.

Wen Ran was also attracted by the sound, and when she looked up, she touched the picture on the screen, her eyes widened in surprise.

On the screen, it was not her or Mo Xiuchen, but a hand-painted character, a boy, a girl. The boy was Mo Xiuchen at the age of eleven, with a thin body.

In the dim light, he couldn't see his face clearly. It just gave people a kind of loneliness and indifference. A little girl about five or six years old stood in front of him. height.

The little girl held his hand, and his low-down eyes lifted up. When the lonely eyes looked at the girl, a faint light flashed.

"Nineteen years ago, I met the angel of this life. At that time, I didn't know her name, but that encounter made us destined for this life."

Something in Wen Ran's heart was tumbling like a wave, raging over the end of his nose and rushing into his eye sockets.

She pressed her red lips lightly, staring at the screen unblinkingly, the picture turned, and the next three paintings were all Mo Xiuchen, with his loneliness looking at the night sky, and his hardship at desk in the middle of the night. And he is standing on the street, looking for persistence in the vast sea of ​​people.

"Eighteen years of searching, eighteen years of missing, the seeds of love have grown into towering trees in countless spring and autumn."

Wen Ran didn't want to cry in front of others, but she really couldn't control herself, whether it was the lonely Mo Xiuchen, or the hard-working Mo Xiuchen, or the Mo Xiuchen who was looking for her in the vast sea of ​​people, every time One makes her feel so distressed that she can't turn back time.

If time goes back, she really hopes that she will meet him again sooner, and be by his side sooner. Don't let him be alone.

When everyone was looking at the big screen, only Mo Xiuchen was alone, without turning his head, but staring affectionately at the woman in front of him.

Seeing her tears roll down his eyes, his eyebrows frowned.

Some self-blame, and made Ranran cry again, as if he often made her cry. Although she was moved, his heart hurts when she saw her cry.

The picture turns, and the background is a banquet. A handsome man and a young girl stand out in the crowd. This is the picture of Mo Xiuchen finally reuniting with Wen Ran after searching for it for eighteen years.

This time, she was still holding his hand, and his deep eyes reflected a slight stun and joy, staring deeply at her with a flowery smile.

"I have always believed that as long as I persist, I will find you. Of course, although you have forgotten me after many years, and I can't recognize you, I stubbornly believe that you are the girl I have been looking for. ."

The low and gentle voice, accompanied by moving music, all of a sudden deceived all the women into tears.

This kind of love, no woman does not yearn for, envy, or move.

Wen Ran bit her lip tightly, her eyes blurred with tears, she kept her eyes wide open, not willing to miss every picture on the big screen, every word of him was the most affectionate confession to her.

Originally, the last time he told reporters their stories, Wen Ran was already moved enough, but now, Wen Ran discovered that this man always moved her more and more.

This is really a surprise. She didn't know how he would have thought of using hand-drawn illustrations to tell their love story so meticulously.

The next picture is at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau. She holds the marriage certificate in her hand, and her eyes are at a loss about the future marriage. His eyebrows are clear and stern, but his eyes are unquestionably firm.

"Of course, you won't know. The moment I sign my name on the marriage certificate, I have decided to hold hands with you for the rest of my life."

Mo Xiuchen married her. Although some methods are not open and honest, he has never been a man who takes marriage as a trifling matter. Even then, he hadn't confirmed that she was the girl he was looking for, but subconsciously, he had already identified her as the person he was looking for.

He didn't tell her that he had always been indifferent and alienated to any woman. Since the reunion at that banquet, every time he saw her, his whole heart became warm.

But at first, he was afraid of his misunderstanding, thinking that he was using her to retaliate against Mo Zixuan, and he dared not treat her too well. Deliberately pretend to be indifferent.

Mo Xiuchen sighed softly, raised his hand, and stretched out his large, well-knotted palm onto Wen Ran's face, using his fingers to gently wipe away the tears on her face.

Wen Ran wanted to say something, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word in his throat.

The picture on the big screen changed again, and the background turned into a cliff. The guests were heartstringed, one by one, their eyes widened. Many women did not care to wipe the makeup on their faces and wiped them eagerly. After tears, his eyes opened wide, staring at the dark cliff.

Mo Xiuchen stood tall and straight on the edge of the cliff. His handsome facial features were wrinkled together because of anxiety. There was pain in those deep eyes, and the lines all over his body were tight. "Of course, I learned that you jumped off the cliff. At that moment, I finally realized that I had fallen in love with you deeply."

(End of this chapter)