[I have to get up early tomorrow, go to bed first, good night. 】

After a while, the opposite side also came back with a "good night", and also attached an emoji with a little pig covering the quilt.

I smiled, this representative Xiao is really childish.

Early the next morning, I got dressed and drove to Yang Haiyang to meet him at seven o'clock.

Shang Yunrou doesn't like too complicated wedding procedures, she just wants to spend a leisurely and relaxing day together with her relatives and friends. In addition, she was pregnant and should not be bothered, so Yang Haiyang simply connected with her relatives and saved her life by just holding a simple ceremony.

The wedding took place in a luxurious bungalow in the city center. The bungalow was built in the last century and has lived in many historical celebrities. It covers an area of ​​more than 5,000 square meters and has a large private garden. Since it was built, it has been widely known for its fairy-tale castle-like appearance.

To avoid running back and forth, Yang Haiyang and Shang Yunrou moved into the bungalow a day earlier. When I arrived, Yang Haiyang was doing his hair in his "groom's room". Shang Yunrou was preparing in the "bridal room" on the other floor.

"I'm so nervous." Yang Haiyang said, clutching his chest, "I can't believe it, I really want to marry Yunrou."

"It's too late to regret it now." The makeup artist joked with him.

"How can I regret it." Yang Haiyang said without thinking, "I can't regret it in my life."

His tone is firm, his eyes are full of affection, and no one will doubt that he loves Shang Yunrou, and he will hold her hand firmly throughout his life.

The rational pursuit of happiness is also a manifestation of desire, and desire is the source of suffering in life. To end suffering, one must eliminate one's own desires. But how many people have been able to achieve true desire and no desire throughout the ages? Seeking the ultimate "no desire", it is difficult to tell whether it is another "desire".

Adhering to Buddhism and Taoism, I used to think that having too many desires is not a good thing, it will make people degenerate. Now I feel that struggling in desire is a destiny that human beings cannot get rid of.

No desire is not necessarily good, and a life full of desire is not necessarily bad.

Around ten o'clock, guests arrived one after another, including the elders of both sides. Everyone gathered on the lawn downstairs, dressed decently, holding champagne, chatting and whispering softly from time to time. A small symphony band was playing Saint-Saëns' Carnival of Animals. The cheerful music was very festive and complemented the atmosphere today. It's just, somehow funny.

After the makeup artist finished styling Yang Haiyang, he wanted to do it for me, but I declined. He looked rather regretful, so he sighed and took out a corsage from a box to pin it on for me.

Although it is the best man, I don't need to be busy. Yang Haiyang's mother and Yang Youling happened to be outside and couldn't find a place, so I offered to pick them up and let Yang Haiyang feel at ease with the emcee.

As I approached the door, I saw Yang Youling and the others from a distance, and I also saw...Shang Muxiao.

He took Yang Youling and was walking in my direction. The two of them talked and laughed all the way. They looked at each other deeply, like a pair of uncles and nephews.

"North mustard!" Yang Haiyang's mother waved at me from a distance. Shang Muxiao, who was talking to the little girl with his head down, raised his head to look at me when he heard the words, his eyes stayed on my face for a moment, then quickly moved away, his expression did not change at all, as if he was just looking at a passing stranger .

I have seen this expression. When we first got together, we quarreled about Yang Haiyang, and he ignored me for a week. This is the expression we met on the road. You can chat and laugh with others, but don't bother to look at me.

"Beida, I almost couldn't find the door outside. Fortunately, I met brother Yunrou. He knew Lingling and brought us in." Yang's mother walked closer and talked about their meeting with Shang Muxiao. A reason to come in.

"The door here is not easy to find." Since he doesn't want to communicate with me, then I don't bother, just treat him as non-existent. "Auntie, shall I take you to Haiyang's place?"

"Okay, okay, I'll go see him and see Yunrou too." She patted her small bag and said, "I officially passed the door today, and the red envelope is inevitable."

As soon as she heard that she was going to see Yang Haiyang and Shang Yunrou, Yang Youling immediately let go of Shang Muxiao and held her grandma's hand instead.

"Uncle, I'm going to find Dad first, we'll see you later!"

Shang Muxiao twitched the corners of his mouth, seemingly dissatisfied with her undisguised preference.

"Well, see you later." He said in a less fluctuating tone.

I took the two to Yang Haiyang. Mother Yang told me some trivial matters, and then I took Yang Youling to find Shang Yunrou again.

Seeing that it was almost time, the emcee asked Yang Haiyang to go downstairs first and stand by.

I carried the ring box for him, and I became nervous because of his emotions.

At half past eleven, the wedding march was played on time, and Yang Haiyang stood under the arch woven by green and white flowers, anxiously waiting for his bride.

The green lawn is separated by a natural fleece blanket of flower columns, leading straight to the arch. The guests naturally separated from each other and, like Yang Haiyang, looked at the bride's place.

Shang Lu and Fang Qinian were at the forefront, and Shang Muxiao did not stand with them. There are so many people that I can't find him for a while.

Fang Qinian was dressed in women's clothing today, wearing a striking turmeric dress and a top hat of the same color on his head. The tulle slightly covered the upper half of his face, making his expression very blurry.

Shang Lu turned sideways to talk to a slender girl beside him, his expression was extraordinarily gentle, even a little doting. Looking at the girl's face again, I knew at a glance that she was the female college student Yu Xixi said Song Wancheng asked to play Mei Zixun. Her eyes, the look on her body, are too similar to Mei Zixun. Comparing Fang Qinian with her, it can only be regarded as a poor imitation, at most imitating a shape.

Looking at the other side of the girl, it turned out to be the famous director Song Wancheng.

Fang Qinian was fine, Ren Shanglu was talking and laughing with the girl, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier between them. I admired how calm he was.

I also saw Yin Nuo in the crowd. He didn't take my classes this semester, and he didn't walk with Shang Muxiao anymore. I haven't seen him for a long time, and I didn't expect to meet him here.