"Sinian." Yangyang shouted and woke up.

"Yangyang," the door was pushed open, and Xiao Ran walked in, "You are awake."

Yangyang wanted to turn up, but felt very weak, so she supported her hard, and Xiao Ran hurriedly supported her.

Yangyang looked around and it was very familiar. It was a snake's nest, the nest of two snakes.

The lights were on in the room, and it was probably at night, Yangyang felt a headache.

"You fainted and slept for a day," Xiao Ran said, "After Lan Lan went out in the morning, she forgot to get her things, and ran back. When she saw you lying on the table, she took a lot of effort to get you into the room."

"You have been talking to the dream all day long," Xiao Ran sighed, "Sinian's call."

Yangyang didn't say anything.

"I guess you haven't eaten for two days. Let's go down to eat something?" Xiao Ran said again.

Yangyang shook his head, "I'm not hungry."

"Did you see him?" Xiao Ran asked carefully.

"I haven't seen anyone," Yangyang said coldly.

Xiao Ran didn't say anything, called Lanlan and asked her to bring some food when she came back.

"Buy a few bottles of wine by the way," Yangyang interrupted.

"I saw him," Yangyang said suddenly.

Xiao Ran guessed it all.

"He's very good, their family is all very good." Yangyang said, biting his lip.

Xiao Ran also guessed it.

"He said, he had never loved me, he only loved Lin Shuqin." Yangyang said hatefully.

"Lin Shuqin?"

"His wife, a woman as gentle and delicate as Xiaoxue."

Xiao Ran said oh, "This kind of woman makes people love and pity."

"I won't be sad. He doesn't love me, and I still have someone to love me." Yangyang sneered, "I will marry myself tomorrow."

Xiao Ran didn't speak, she knew her temperament best, and she was stubborn like a cow.

"When will Lanlan come back?"

"It's almost here." Xiao Ran said.

"Xiao Ran, can you drink some wine with me?" Yangyang begged.

Xiao Ran was hesitating to let Yangyang drink some wine just now, so he could only nod.

"There is no Mengpo soup, only the wine of Forgetful Love," Yangyang murmured.

Wuhan, sunny, 5-10 degrees. Before going to work, Yangyang took a look at the weather in Wuhan.

On a sunny day, I should have a happy day. I looked in the mirror, looked at my pale face, smiled slightly, and then opened the perfume bottle and sprinkled some perfume on the pulse of my ears and wrists, with a faint smell of lilac.

Yihe is as lively as ever, and there are many girls in the place like birds, chirping, and you will always be so happy.

Yangyang followed Zhou Wei to Donghu, and the customer chose Donghu to take wedding photos. It took him a whole day to complete it.

"Zhou Wei," Yangyang stopped him, "invite me to dinner."

Zhou Wei was stunned for a moment, and then instructed his colleagues to bring the equipment back first.

"Why can't I see you these days?" Zhou Wei asked. Since Lijiang came back, Zhou Wei rarely asked Yangyang to come out.

Yangyang shook his head and asked, "Zhou Wei, do you love me?"

Zhou Wei was stunned again, "Yangyang, what happened to you, right?"

Yangyang smiled, "Do you think something happened to me?"

Zhou Wei shook his head.

"Do you love me? I just want to know." Yangyang asked stubbornly.

"Love, you know I always love you." Zhou Wei said, "It never changes."

"You said that you would marry me, does it count?" Yangyang asked again.

"Think, why don't you?" Zhou Wei hurriedly replied, "You are willing to marry me, are you really willing to marry me?"

"I will only marry you," Yangyang hugged Zhou Wei, "marry someone who loves me," Yangyang murmured. Who said this sentence? She no longer remembers it very much, and she doesn't want to remember it.

"Really?" Zhou Wei hugged Yangyang forgot to do so. "I've been waiting for this day for a long time. Yangyang, I'm very happy, really happy."

"I have returned to Yichang these days. My parents are old. I don't want them to worry about me for the rest of my life. Zhou Wei, do you understand me?" Yangyang found that lying does not require too much effort. As long as you are willing, someone will believe whatever you say. But how could my heart hurt faintly?

"I understand, I will love you, love you very well." Zhou Wei hugged Yangyang tightly. He couldn't see Yangyang's face leaning against his shoulder, and he was already in tears.

"Yangyang, will you go to my house for dinner tomorrow night?" Zhou Wei asked.

Yangyang nodded.

Zhou Wei's home is bigger and more luxurious than she imagined. When she walked in, she felt a kind of luxury, an uncomfortable luxury. She would rather stay in her small house, which was much freer than here.

Yangyang is not afraid. She can play herself in any role. When facing Zhou Wei's mother, Yangyang smiles from beginning to end. With this pure and beautiful smile, Zhou Wei's mother can only nod.

"Yangyang, my mother likes you very much." Zhou Wei was very happy. He obeyed his parents' words. When Yangyang came up, he was a little worried. Although he had already said a lot of good things about Yangyang to his mother before, his mother kept asking him to take Yangyang to him, but Yangyang didn't want to.

Yangyang still nodded.

"Are you unhappy?" Zhou Wei was very surprised. He smiled just now, but when he entered the room, he was so dull.

"What's wrong with me?" After having a meal, she got married. Yangyang didn't know how happy she was.

"I thought you didn't like my mom asking you so many questions."

"No, no, all mothers are the same."

"Yangyang, mom asked when we can get married?"

Yangyang knew that Zhou Wei's mother kept urging him to get married.

"You make your decision," Yangyang turned his head aside, "Oh, the faster the better." Yangyang added another sentence.

"Really?" Zhou Wei jumped happily and I told my mother to go.

Yangyang suddenly felt why he was always a mother? Haven’t she ever thought about what to do? Did she marry a wife to her mother? Thinking of this way, she felt very funny and couldn’t help laughing out loud. She couldn’t think of why she didn’t feel sad, but funny.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhou Wei was puzzled.

Yangyang shook his head and got married like this. How smooth it is. Xiao Ran is right. What love? Let's go to hell.

"Mom said, when will your parents come over? Let them talk."

"No need for this?" Yangyang really never thought that getting married would take such a big trouble. Now she just wants to pack up, change clothes, stand in the hotel for a day, and sleep with someone who loves her. This is marriage.

"Mom said she wanted it, we have to respect the woman."

"Zhou Wei, when did your mother say so much to you?" Yangyang was very surprised. She came in just now, and Zhou Wei followed her in soon. It was impossible for her to say so much to you for a while.

"Last night." Zhou Wei said embarrassedly.

"It turns out that in their eyes, Yangyang is already his bride."

"I told my mother that at that time, I will serve wine in Shangri-La and let you be a happy bride."

Shangri-La, a luxurious wedding banquet, how many girls dream of such scenery and happiness.

Am I the same? I thought stupidly.

"Yangyang, I hope to give you the best one." Zhou Wei said.

Why not give me the one I like the most? Will I be happy with the best one? Yangyang thought to himself, some people will never understand you.
Chapter completed!