He Yuzheng arrived at the hotel in the morning. At this time, Mu Yao was still changing the welcome dress. He Yuzheng gave the red envelope to the receptionist at the door and went to his seat according to the seating chart. Half an hour later, Mu Yao gave He Yuzheng. Yuzheng made a phone call and said that he was too busy today to be entertained and asked him to forgive him.

He Yuzheng wished Mu Yao a happy wedding, saying that she had found a place to sit down and let her get married with peace of mind.

Just after calling He Yuzheng, Mu Yao received another call.

At the same time, a plane at Huaiyang County Airport had just landed, and a 1.88-meter-tall man stepped off the plane, wearing a hood and bowing his head, ignoring the flight attendant's request for a signature behind him.

At eleven o'clock, the guests also arrived at the wedding venue one after another. He Yuzheng's table was mostly the bride's friends. He was the first to arrive. After chatting on WeChat for half an hour, their table was gradually filled. Most of the classmates present were Mu Yao's classmates, all of whom were girls. There were many who asked He Yuzheng for WeChat, but He Yuzheng politely declined.

Before the ceremony, there was still an empty seat at their table, beside He Yuzheng.

"Who else hasn't come?" One of Mu Yao's classmates asked her companion curiously.

"I feel like it's coming, Yaoyao has any good friends that we don't know." Another girl casually said.

At the same time, Mu Yao, who was supposed to be waiting in the dressing room, suddenly appeared in the wedding hall. He Yuzheng watched her walk towards him, with exaggerated excitement on his face: "Zhengzheng! I have a surprise for you. you!"

He Yuzheng suddenly began to feel uneasy. For no reason, he had a heart palpitation. Over the years, he had always been strategizing.

After Mu Yao shouted to He Yuzheng, she ran out with her particularly inconvenient trailing wedding dress.

"Is this about escaping from marriage?" a classmate joked.

A minute later, Mu Yao returned with a blushing face.

The people at the tables at the door seemed a little restless. He Yuzheng lowered his head and picked up the melon seed shells from the bone dish one by one and put them in his palm. He didn't understand why he suddenly did such a meaningless thing. .

The next second, the sound of everyone's discussion stopped, and the next second, the entire wedding hall almost gasped.

Mu Yao did have a good friend that the whole world knew, but the whole world felt that this good friend could not come back to Mu Yao's wedding.

This person is too far away from everyone, in terms of distance and identity.

But he actually appeared here at the moment, wearing white washed jeans and a black sweater with the team's logo printed on it. He didn't even have any luggage. It was like walking on the side of the road and casually pushing open the door of a cafe. came in.

"Zhengzheng! Look who's back!" Mu Yao, who was wearing a wedding dress, smiled very happily. He Yuzheng clenched the shell of the melon seeds in his hand. Sober; he stood up and smiled at the man who had come to the table.

The man was expressionlessly silent.

He didn't like to talk since he was a child, and He Yuzheng clenched the shell of the melon seeds and said respectfully, "Long time no see, Jiang Fang."

Mu Yao was so happy, she couldn't feel He Yuzheng's abnormality.

"Long time no see." Jiang Fang's voice was deep and emotionless.

After Jiang Fang sat down beside He Yuzheng, Mu Yao returned to the dressing room with satisfaction. Everyone's attention in the entire wedding hall was on this table. The girls' eyes were no longer moving. They all stared at Jiang Fang unabashedly. Except for He Yuzheng, He Yuzheng lowered his head and continued to put the melon seeds. Pick up the shells one by one and put them in the palm of your hand.

The lights in the audience went out, He Yuzheng raised his head, and the ceremony was about to begin.

"It's really Jiang Fang." A bold girl whispered, but everyone within the range of the table could hear it. The person being discussed looked as usual, and his eyes fell on the illuminated flower road in the center of the hall.

"Sir, what would you like to drink?" Although the waiter didn't know who this person was, but everyone knew that he must be a big man. She stood behind Jiang Fang and asked thoughtfully.

Jiang Fang glanced at the drinks of the others on the table, and turned his head halfway: "Red wine."

The waiter took a red wine bottle and stepped between Jiang Fang and He Yuzheng with one foot, holding his breath to pour the wine for Jiang Fang. He was probably too nervous. He touched He Yuzheng's wine glass to the ground.

There was no sound when the wine glass fell to the ground, the floor was carpeted, and the white liquid melted into the pale yellow carpet.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'll get you a new one." The waiter bowed again and again. He Yuzheng had a headache. He shook his head and watched the waiter pick up the wine glass. He found that the person beside him was staring at him.

He Yuzheng paused, did not move his gaze any longer, and met his gaze.

A few seconds later, Jiang Fang took the lead in turning his attention to the flower road. He Yuzheng clenched his fist, and the melon seed shell in his hand continued to stab into the flesh.

The waiter poured milk again for He Yuzheng and brought it to He Yuzheng. He Yuzheng stretched out his hand to take it, and the melon seed shells rustled in his palm. He took the napkin without changing his face, and pressed his palm.

The crimson liquid flowing down He Yuzheng's palm under the dim light finally made Jiang Fang's complexion different.

"Everyone applaud for the bride and groom!" The emcee presided over passionately. There was a round of applause from the audience. He Yuzheng smiled and clapped, his palms full of blood.

"Jiang...Jiang Fang, I didn't expect you to come to Xiaoyao's wedding..." The parents of the bride and groom were talking on the stage, and the guests offstage started chatting. The bold girl wanted to adjust the table to see the superstar. Awkward atmosphere, take the initiative to speak.

Jiang Fang looked at the girl: "I promised her before that I would attend the wedding."

"Oh...that's it..." The girl didn't expect Jiang Fang to answer, her little heart beating.

"Xiaoyao said that the two of you know each other, is it true?" The atmosphere on the table gradually became active, and another girl looked at Jiang Fang and He Yuzheng.