"The weather is fine today."
"Well, the sun is shining and there is no strong wind." Cen Baihe held Qi Yan's hand, "You count the days very accurately."
The outside was full of guests, successful people from all walks of life, celebrities in the political world, and even the live music was played by well-known bands. Countless flowers were spread on the ground, brazenly showing the guests that the host was not short of money, not at all. .
Because of Qi Yan and Cen Baihe's marriage, there are many speculations from the outside world, but most of them feel that the Cen family does not actually welcome Qi Yan that much, but Qi Yan has the ability to make Cen Baihe's body get better and better, so he had to compromise.
But when they came to the scene, they found that the Cen family was blushing all over, and they were almost unhappy written on their faces. They had to admit the fact that the Cen family really had no opinion on Qi Yan, not only No comments, I'm afraid they are very welcome.
There are people who have business dealings with Tao Yiru and the Cen family. Fortunately, he has a good relationship with the two families. After the two families join forces, the two families eat meat, and they can also drink more soup.
Of course, there are still many people who don't understand why two good men don't like the soft beauty, and they want to be entangled with each other. Love, love is really so powerful, can you ignore the other party's rigid body
Bang!
Suddenly the gun salute sounded, and the rain of flowers fell from the sky. Accompanied by the fragrance of flowers and the beautiful sound of the piano, the two newcomers walked over from one end of the red carpet hand in hand.
One person in a white suit and one in a black suit are obviously opposite colors, but they are indescribably harmonious.
Cen Baihe and Qi Yan clasped their hands together, and they only saw each other and nothing else.
"We're willing to stick with it."
"Born in the same robe, died in the same cave."
"The white head will not leave, until death."
Qi Yan tilted his head to look at Cen Baihe, laughed softly, and put his hand around Cen Baihe's shoulder.
"Kiss one, kiss one!"
Cen Baihe looked at the people who were booing below, rich friends, and some executives of his company. He smiled at these people, stretched out his hand to cover Qi Yan's face, and lowered his head to kiss him.
"Huh~"
Everyone booed, and felt that Cen Baihe was too stingy. He kissed him and covered his face with his hands. Where do they look
Qi Yan whispered in Cen Baihe's ear: "You are really bad enough."
Cen Baihe lightly pecked on his lips: "I know they want to see it, but they just don't show it."
The emcee of the two people's wedding is a famous host of the national TV station. Few people in China don't know him. At this moment, he watched the behavior of the two of them abusing dogs and said, "It seems that our two grooms have a very deep relationship. I wish them a happy and prosperous life and grow old together!"
Warm applause broke out again at the scene. The young people made a fuss, and they insisted on grabbing a bouquet, but Qi Yan and Cen Baihe were two big men. Where did they get the bouquet, so it turned into a red envelope grab in the end.
This Cen Baihe had been prepared for a long time, and the thick stack of red envelopes seemed to be robbed by everyone in an instant. At this time, even people with a net worth of hundreds of millions will feel that if they grab one less red envelope, they will lose hundreds of millions, and those who grab one more red envelope will be happy to see their teeth out of sight.
Chinese people attach great importance to marriage, and at the same time they feel that the newlyweds are filled with joy, and if they grab their things, they are filled with joy and good luck.
Seeing his friends hustling together, Qi Yan said to Cen Baihe, "You still have experience."
"I don't have experience either," Cen Baihe explained immediately, "I just inquired about it and thought of a few contingency plans."
"Well," Qi Yan held his hand, "My man is really the best and the smartest."
"Two grooms, come and take pictures." Lin Shuo held the camera and waved to the two of them, "Hurry up."
Qi Yan and Cen Baihe looked at each other and walked forward with a smile, leaving lively pictures.
Blue sky, sunshine, beach, bright smile, and him.
Qi Yan looked up at the sky with a smile.
Old man, thank you, you are right, my life is indeed rich, rich and blessed, and my family is happy.
Twenty-five years ago, he picked him up from the rubbish heap.
Twenty years ago, he began to teach him to read and write, and to tell him stories about the occult world.
Eighteen years ago, when he started elementary school, he taught him that warlocks are not liars, nor do they not read books. People who can't even read books well can't be a warlock.
Fifteen years ago, he told him that being a magician can do everything as he pleases, but he cannot destroy his conscience. If the body is not upright, the heart is not upright, and those who are not in the right mind are not human beings, so where does the heart come from
Twelve years ago, he told him that the most important thing in life is oneself.
Ten years ago, he told him that everyone had to rely on their own way, and he could not be with him all the time.
Eight years ago, he sat in a worn rocking chair, took his hand, and left this world smiling.
He said: Death is not the end, but the beginning.
He owes him a lot in his life, but he can't pay it back in this life. Only keep him in mind and keep it firmly in mind.
Because only he knows what he really is like, if he is forgotten, who else will remember him
Tianyi people have only one disciple in their life, and they don't care what future generations think of themselves, but as a disciple, they can't forget their master as they should.
"Be careful of the sun's rays," a palm stopped in front of his eyes. "The ultraviolet rays are strong here. After the wedding banquet is over, you can wear a hat."
Qi Yan blinked, after getting used to the difference in the intensity of sunlight: "Okay."
Cen Baihe kissed him on the cheek: "Let's go, my dear husband."
Qi Yan turned to look at him and kissed his chin back: "Okay, my dear husband."
The wedding banquet was well prepared, and the guests even suspected that the Cen family had money and nowhere to spend, and they usually didn't show off their wealth.
However, people who eat wedding banquets always hope that the host will be more generous, so that they can eat happier and more fortunate. Everyone exchanged cups, talked about business, parenting, or some inconspicuous gossip, and then clinked glasses with the grooms and sent a blessing.
Fortunately, everyone is a well-known person, and they don't like to drink the groom's wine, but the best man group drank a lot. After the banquet was over, Wang Hang drank a hangover medicine and sat in a daze with blushing cheeks.
"Qian Qian is getting married, isn't your big brother a little uncomfortable?" Lin Shuo patted his shoulder and sat down beside him.
"What brother," Wang Hang cut out, "he is so worried, someone is willing to take him, I am too happy."
"Don't be stubborn." Lin Shuo smiled, he drank a lot of wine, and he spoke with less scruples, "There are four people in our dormitory, you have the best relationship with Qian Qian, I see you usually always It's about money, but I haven't seen you being so careful with me."
"Can you do the same?" Wang Hang rolled his eyes at him, "You have a family, money and money are all alone. If I don't pay attention to him, what will he do if he loses?"
Lin Shuo shook his head: "Just be stubborn, don't talk about you, even I am a little reluctant."
When his friend got married, these brothers were about to start taking a back seat. Thinking that his brother who had been raised as his own brother for several years was just hooked up by other men, his mood was very strange, half happy, half happy is pantothenic acid.
"laugh."
Wang Hang smiled without yin or yang, but did not refute any more.
The two brothers sat blankly for a long time, and Lin Shuo suddenly sighed, "It seems that we have been single for too long."
Wang Hang touched his chin and nodded: "You are right."
"What makes sense?" Qi Yan walked behind the two of them and put his arms around their necks, "Why are you sitting here, let's go, let's play volleyball."
"What are you doing here, why don't you accompany your groom?" Wang Hang didn't expect Qi Yan to appear suddenly, and was taken aback.
"The groom will accompany you in the evening. Our brothers haven't gotten together for a long time." Qi Yan patted them on the back, "Come on, I've been working out recently, and I'll definitely win."
Wang Hang looked back and found that Cen Baihe had changed into a sports suit and was standing not far away. He smiled and said, "Why don't you accompany you at night? I think you want to find us two to play with you two?"
"Why are good brothers so clearly divided?" Qi Yan pulled the hat on his head, "Go fast, don't talk nonsense."
"Okay, second child, let the two of them see how powerful our single dog is."
"Where's the power? Are the five fingers very flexible?"
"Qi Xiaoyan, you need a face!"
Cen Baihe watched Qi Yan and his two friends jumping towards this side, the corners of his lips curved slightly, revealing a gentle smile.
On the third day after the wedding, Qi Yan had a dream. In the dream, he was small, sitting on a high branch. The mottled sunlight shone on the back of his hands through the leaves. The old man was sitting under the tree. On the rocking chair, drinking tea slowly.
"Stinky boy, climb so high again."
"It's higher here, and the scenery is better."
The old man looked at him with a smile: "It's useless to stand tall. The most important thing is your state of mind. When your state of mind is high, everything in the world will be under your feet."
"What is a high mood?" He looked at the master in the sun, who seemed to be surrounded by a mysterious halo, so illusory that it was a little unreal.
"Don't you understand now?"
He stared blankly at the master, and suddenly the branches under him turned into white clouds, and the mottled sunlight disappeared. He stood alone in the clouds, only the old rocking chair swayed gently, empty, like a No one ever came.
Opening his eyes, Qi Yan saw the big red happy words on the wall, and turned to hug the waist of the man beside him.
The man opened his eyes and kissed his forehead lightly.
"Bai He."
"Um?"
"Let's put two rocking chairs there on the floor."
"it is good."
Time will not stop because of human will. Every moment, every moment, it carries human memory and the past step by step. It helps people throw away the things they don't want to remember, just like the most innocent and fair. bystander.
Some beautiful flowers bloom and turn into nothingness.
Some flowers bloom and become the most beautiful fruits in the world.
No matter whether there is a result or not, at least the flowers have bloomed and been beautiful, just like the time of a person, there is always a place where there is no regrets.