"Hmm... about six hours." Yan Fei glanced at his watch and said, "Because today is the wedding day, I haven't had a good night's sleep."
It was only at this time that Feng Feng noticed that Yan Fei was wearing a black suit with a white shirt inside, which looked formal and charming. Looking at the room, it was full of flowers and balloons. A pure white wedding dress.
Yan Fei was right, this was their wedding day.
But she was in a trance, and still couldn't figure out whether it was a hallucination before or now. If it was a hallucination, no matter which one it was, it all happened too real.
Yan Fei had already walked over with her wedding dress in hand and said, "The guests outside are waiting for us, please hurry up and change your clothes, let's go out together."
Yes, how can you make others wait when you get married
Scenery dazedly took over the wedding dress, and then regained her senses temporarily and said: "Okay..."
"I'll wait for you outside the door." Yan Fei lowered his head, kissed Feng Jing's forehead, and then walked out, closing the door behind him.
Perhaps because she was in a state of bewilderment, Feng Jing could only act according to Yan Fei's words. She put on a white wedding dress, and the starry sky on the wedding dress made it clear that it was Yan Fei's own design.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she suddenly realized that she was really going to be a bride. She was going to marry Yan Fei and become his wife, and then... she would become the happiest woman in the world.
It's just like…
like who
She was stunned suddenly, the words in her mind seemed to be stuck suddenly, and she couldn't remember anything. At this time, Yan Fei's voice came from outside, "Scenery, are you ready?"
After returning from her dazed thoughts, Fengjing went to open the door and finally smiled when she saw Yan Fei, "I'm ready."
"I know that Fengjing must be very beautiful in a wedding dress." Yan Fei bent down slightly again, and said, "I'll do makeup for Fengjing, okay?"
"Okay." She said a word sweetly. She is still very confident in Yan Fei's makeup skills. Even though she is a girl, she also believes that Yan Fei's makeup skills can definitely surpass her.
Yan Fei is very serious about Feng Jing's face, whether it is eye makeup or lip makeup, it must be the most suitable for Feng Feng, and Yan Fei's movements are even more proficient, but after about 40 minutes of touching, Feng Feng's beautiful face Already even more beautiful.
Yan Fei hugged her from behind, "Are you satisfied with the scenery?"
"Satisfied..." She looked at him behind her through the mirror, and couldn't help laughing again.
Yan Fei said: "Then let's go out quickly, Fengjing's parents have been waiting for a long time."
"Mom and Dad... what happened. If we were late together because of me, it would be bad for them to have a bad impression of you." Feng Guang took Yan Fei's hand and walked out, asking as he walked, "What happened today?" guest?"
"The scenery's relatives are naturally indispensable. Song Ye and Qi Fangfang are also here. By the way, I also invited my former colleagues from Shuhuo High School."
Feng Feng heard that Yan Fei called a bunch of people, and after thinking about it, she asked, "Didn't you invite Yan Ce?"
After all, he is Yan Fei's younger brother.
Unexpectedly, Yan Fei paused, and asked, "What is the scenery talking about? Yan Ce has been dead for many years."
"Dead... no, why..." Feng Feng's words came to an abrupt end.
She slowly pulled out the hand held by Yan Fei, and stepped back step by step. She raised her hand to hold her head, and suddenly felt a severe headache. moment.
In the dark environment, there was that bloody scene.
Fragmented corpses, blood stained the carpet.
Only in that clean corner, the man with blood on his face was holding the unconscious girl in his arms. In this bloody world, only the girl in his arms was clean.
That girl sleeping peacefully...is the scenery.
What he is holding is scenery... then who is she
The man's cold gaze swept over, the pupils of the person standing at the door constricted, and his eyes widened in panic.
…
The clean and white room was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and the woman who was tied up with a restraint belt suddenly opened her eyes on the bed. She looked haggard, but the eyes that were opened were extraordinarily bright.
She breathed sharply, as if she hadn't breathed so freely for a long time, and the breathing at this time, for her, somehow made people feel a little extravagant.
"You finally woke up..."
She saw four or five doctors in white coats surrounding her and said in unison: "Miss Zhou Xiaoqing, congratulations on finally waking up from your imagination."