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Chapter 1: Upper part Different paths

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Wen Baohua was born in the mid-1980s. If we were to summarize her in a highly iconic way, she would be gentle, quiet, beautiful and generous. She was a good girl since she was young, and she went to college smoothly. She made a few close friends and had a fixed circle of friends. When she was old enough to get married, she naturally followed the artificial trajectory and prepared to get married.

The date she chose was very typical of the Chinese people, it was during the National Day. The adults looked up the almanac and found some good and some bad days during the holidays. After October 3 was chosen, they went to all the major hotels and found that they were all fully booked.

Fortunately, this was not a difficult task for her family. She only made a phone call and booked a very good hotel. She also took care of all the related trivial matters. She was just waiting to get married happily.

While writing wedding invitations, Wen Baohua made so many phone calls that she almost thought she was going deaf. This was because she was one of the first among her friends and classmates to get married. She didn't have a list of gifts to return, nor any other references, so she could only call everyone one by one, hoping to make it as lively as possible.

And in the blink of an eye, it was the day before her wedding.

The husband she is going to marry tomorrow is Xia Bang, who is her college classmate. Xia Bang is not very tall, and she is almost as tall as him when she puts on high heels. The two are also very different in appearance and family. When they first started dating, everyone felt sorry for her and they both suffered a lot of pressure. Xia Bang himself has a very cheerful personality, which complements the introverted and gentle Wen Baohua, so the relationship between the two has always been firm. Even their names were explained by Xia Bang as "China is a country of etiquette", which means that they are a perfect match.

As early as a year ago, Xia Bang bought a house in this city. The community where this house is located is a garden boutique. The building is located in the shade of greenery. In addition, the layout is duplex, so there are not many residents. Such a quiet environment is very popular with Wen Baohua. During that time, she basically spent all her energy on the house, making sure to build the warmest love nest for her lover.

The day before the wedding, the family was full of people. Xia Bang was not from here, so many of his parents and relatives came to see the new house. Wen Baohua had a very good temper. Although she saw the children, big and small, making the floor dirty after she mopped it with great effort, she watched happily and stuffed candy into their pockets, which made the Xia family very satisfied. In addition to the Xia family, a cousin of Wen Baohua was also helping at home. She was the bridesmaid tomorrow, and she had been following her around since today.

The bridesmaid was her third uncle's daughter, Wen Jialuo. She was counting the things she needed to prepare for tomorrow. After a while, she suddenly froze and grabbed Wen Baohua: "I took the cheongsam you will wear for the toast tomorrow to be ironed, and it seems that it hasn't been brought back yet."

Wen Baohua was also stunned and sighed. Sure enough, things like marriage are bound to make mistakes in a hurry. When she was secretly annoyed, her cell phone rang. When she picked it up, it turned out that two high school classmates were coming over. She simply handed the task to them and asked them to pick up the cheongsam. If they didn't pick it up, the cell phone number they left at the beginning would be useful.

After some trouble, her two classmates finally got the cheongsam and rushed to her house.

As soon as the door opened and she saw Wen Baohua, the woman in front hugged her and said, "Haha, let me get some good luck first."

"Kuang Xiaoan!" Wen Baohua was also very excited. She held Kuang Xiaoan and waved to the people behind her, "Seventeen, come in quickly!"

Seventeen, her real name is Xu Shiqi, but because of the homophony of the name, people have been calling her Seventeen, Seventeen since she was in middle school.

Kuang Xiaoan and Xu Shiqi were both her classmates in high school. However, she was only close to Kuang Xiaoan at first, but Kuang Xiaoan was also close to Xu Shiqi, so they were also close. After graduating from high school, they went to different universities and went to different places, but they would get together every year, and their relationship was even stronger than when they were studying.

Kuang Xiaoan was working in another city and had just returned from vacation, while Xu Shiqi had just quit his job and was going home to rest, so after receiving Wen Baohua's call, both of them decided to attend the wedding and promised to help her on the first day of her wedding.

Xu Shiqi was holding the ironed cheongsam. She smiled and shook hands with Wen Baohua: "Congratulations!"

Wen Baohua welcomed them in and thanked them. She looked at the crowd in the room and said a little embarrassedly, "There are too many people."

Kuang Xiaoan looked at the house with a click of his tongue, then pointed upstairs and said, "Can we go up and take a look?"

"Sure!" Wen Baohua heard her sister calling her again, and hurriedly said, "There's no one upstairs, you guys go sit down, I'll be there in a minute."

The host was too busy to entertain them, so the two guests stopped being polite to avoid causing trouble for the host. Kuang Xiaoan was a restless person, so he took Xu Shiqi upstairs. It was indeed very quiet upstairs, and it seemed more relaxed than downstairs.

There is a large balcony facing south, separated from the small living room by an exquisite hanging flower door. In the middle of the balcony outside the door is a small pearwood square table, on which are many candies, all full of joy. The hanging flower door naturally has no door, but only a symbolic curtain, which is open most of the time. If there are guests who like quietness, they can draw the curtain, and then when there is a breeze, the world inside and outside can be easily glimpsed through the closed curtain.

"The environment here is so nice..." Kuang Xiaoan leaned on the balcony, looking at the various flower pots and scenery on the balcony, and also admiring the greenery in the community.

"Come and sit down." Xu Shiqi pulled the curtains casually, sat down with a smile, and peeled a candy. Hmm, it was really sweet to the core.

Kuang Xiaoan jumped over and asked Xu Shiqi in a low voice, "Have you met her husband?"

Xu Shiqi nodded: "I have met him once."

"I heard he's a very ordinary person, you can't even spot him if he's standing in a crowd." Kuang Xiaoan looked regretful, "When Baohua was in high school, he loved reading romance novels, and he was looking for his prince charming."

"You also said it was in high school!" Xu Shiqi laughed, "Prince Charming only belongs to that youthful age. You have grown up, and the prince has also grown old."

Kuang Xiaoan still looked depressed: "With her conditions, she can definitely find someone better. At least a tall, steady, career-oriented man, so that she can realize her dream of becoming a full-time wife."

Xu Shiqi pointed at the house and said, "Isn't this enough?" She shook her head. "Many people have been busy all their lives fighting for a house. It's good enough that Xia Bang can afford it now."

Kuang Xiaoan thought about Baohua's family background and shrugged: "It still feels too far away."

"People change." Xu Shiqi comforted her.

Kuang Xiaoan rolled his eyes and looked at her with raised eyes: "What about you?"

Xu Shiqi was stunned, then laughed and said, "Why am I so happy?"

"Tsk," Kuang Xiaoan said with a curious look on his face, "You are the most demanding person I know, and you are a perfectionist. Isn't that why you are still single?"

Xu Shiqi has heard this kind of question too many times. She said leisurely: "People are different. You are right. If it were me, no matter how talented, capable, gentle and considerate Xia Bang is, I would not be interested in him. Yes, I have a slight tendency towards perfectionism, but my definition of perfection is only for me. What is sweet to him is sweet to me. Haven't you heard of this?"

Wen Jialuo called her cousin over and talked to her for a few words. Then she directed her to send some drinks upstairs, saying that two of her high school classmates had arrived.

The upstairs was decorated in a completely Chinese style, which was quiet and relaxing. When Wen Jialuo stepped on the stairs, she clearly felt that her ears were quiet, but there was still some noise under her feet. She went upstairs and looked around. There was no one in the small living room. The soft uppers of her shoes stepped on the wooden floor silently, which was a bit like a thief. Wen Jialuo also laughed at herself for suddenly having such an idea. Just when she was about to go find someone, she heard sporadic sounds coming from the balcony.

This sound was like the spring breeze in March, gradually drifting into her ears. In an instant, the sounds from downstairs could no longer reach here, leaving only the pure enjoyment of the ears. And this sound actually fell lightly on her tongue from her ears, like a small snack like freshly baked candied fruit, licked on the tongue, and a little sticky. The most amazing thing is that this taste can also penetrate into the blood, return to the heart, and radiate to the limbs, making the whole person feel unprecedented comfort and calm.

Wen Jialuo was stunned. Listening to the most beautiful voice she had never heard before, she forgot what she was going to do and even didn't understand what the voice said. She was just gradually filled with shock and felt dizzy.

"Jia Luo, are you upstairs?" Wen Baohua shouted downstairs.

Wen Jialuo woke up instantly, turned around and ran downstairs with two bottles of drinks.

Wen Baohua's voice also attracted the attention of the two people who were talking on the balcony.

Almost at the same time, Xu Shiqi turned around and lifted the curtains, and together with Kuang Xiaoan, they watched a figure running downstairs. The two of them looked at each other, not because they thought someone was eavesdropping on their conversation, but because the figure was too thin.

"Ah, I know who she is!" Kuang Xiaoan slammed the table, "I heard from Baohua that she has a sister who is so thin that she doesn't need to spend any energy to walk when the wind blows."

Xu Shiqi couldn't help laughing. Although this is not a good way to put it, it is indeed very vivid. The back figure who hurriedly left was too thin. In addition, it was still summer, and the arms and legs were exposed, which completely told others what skin and bones are. Although there is a word called skinny beauty, if a girl is so thin that you can't even see her waist, it is actually more tragic than being so fat that you can't see her waist. I don't know what kind of face she has with such a thin figure. Anyway, she should be the kind that makes people feel uncomfortable and unable to eat when they sit opposite her. Xu Shiqi felt a little sorry for her in his heart. With a sister like Baohua, how could this girl be so thin.

"I think your perfectionism must include this kind. Being too thin or too fat is not acceptable. You are probably a woman who judges people by their appearance!" Kuang Xiaoan said with a smile.

Xu Shiqi was speechless, but did not deny her words.

After a while, Wen Baohua finally had time to go upstairs, and brought up two people who were hired to decorate the new house. Xu Shiqi and Kuang Xiaoan were helping on the side. Blowing balloons was Kuang Xiaoan's specialty, she was always energetic and could beat a tiger to death, but she was helpless with hydrogen balloons, so she just rushed to tie ribbons. Xu Shiqi started to pick up handfuls of roses, tearing them one by one at first, but after a while he was lazily pulling whole flowers.

When the rose petals were scattered in the new house, the floor was covered with messy bright red. Xu Shiqi actually couldn't see what was beautiful about it, and it was old-fashioned, and he didn't know if Baohua could really enjoy anything from it.

In fact, many times, romance is just a formality. Of course, Xu Shiqi would not say so.

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