The day Nie Hanqiu and Chu Xia got married was November 9th.
At four o'clock in the morning, Chu Xia was woken up from his sleep at noon.
She opened her eyes drowsily and looked at Yu Zhongwu's eyes full of excitement. She turned over and hugged the quilt and muttered: "Zhongwu, what am I doing? It's very dark outside now..."
"Sister!!" Yu Zhengwu looked at her with an expression of hatred and gritted his teeth: "Why is it so dark outside? Did I forget that I'm getting married tomorrow!!?"
"Oh..." Chu Xia responded vaguely, and fell asleep again in the blink of an eye.
"Sister, I wake up, wake up. If you don't get up and put on makeup and clothes, please excuse me for missing the time to pick up the bride. Nie Hanqiu will definitely slap me to death!" Yu Zhongwu persisted in shaking Chu Xia, vowing to take care of her. She was rocking out of bed.
When those three words Nie Hanqiu entered Chu Xia's ears, she finally had some reaction.
"Nie Hanqiu...?" She repeated the name in a low voice in a daze, then opened her eyes suddenly, got up from the bed, grabbed Shiwang and said nervously: "What time is it now!?"
"Damn!! Sister, am I pretending to be a corpse!?" Yu Zhengwu was startled by her sudden movement, and he almost fell off the bed.
He looked at Chu Xia's long black hair sleeping as messy as a bird's nest, and couldn't help but shake his head and said: "Look at me, I don't look like a bride all over my body! Don't worry, now It’s only four o’clock, if I’m smart enough to get up quickly and wash up and put on makeup, it’s not too late to be reborn!”
"Oh..." Chu Xia breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and looked at Yu Zhongwu's excited expression. After all, she couldn't help but frowned at him and asked, "He said Zhongwu, why am I so excited?" Son, it’s as if I’m getting married.”
"What do I know!?" Yu Zhengwu gave her a red look, then shook his head and said: "A person with my kind of beauty can actually get married one day. He makes me happy from the bottom of my heart!!"
"What's wrong with his appearance! What's wrong with his appearance!?" Chu Xia stared at him and said angrily: "After all, he is not my biological sister. He is so ugly that I can't see him anywhere! None of that! Born from the same mother’s womb, each other!!”
"..." Unexpectedly, when Yu Zhongwu heard her words, his expression darkened, and his tone suddenly dropped to Donglai: "Please, if our mother is alive, she will be so happy to see me get married tomorrow..."
"..." Chu Xia didn't expect that Yu Zhengwu, who had never been serious, would suddenly say such a sentimental sentence.
Otherwise, she also became sad.
Think about it, her mother has been away from them for more than ten years. At that time, she was just in junior high school. When the little girl was rebellious, she didn't even have time to rebel.
Every day after school, she carries her schoolbag to the hospital and does her homework while visiting her mother.
Looking at my mother's face that was getting thinner in the hospital bed, she was clearly distressed and wanted to die, but she couldn't help telling her interesting things that were happening in class with a smile on her face.
In her memory, that period of time seemed very long, but was it actually true? In just one month, her mother abandoned her siblings and her father and left.
That winter was so cold...
"Sister, don't be sad."
(End of chapter)