"Yeah." Yangyang felt it didn't matter. Since it didn't matter if he got married, it didn't matter if he took a wedding photo.

"Zhou Wei, wait until you go to the bridge to take pictures, and I find that there is a very beautiful angle." Wang Guoqiang ran over. He just went to see the scenery and looked for the scenery to take pictures.

"Take me to see," Zhou Wei said, walking over to Wang Guoqiang.

"Oh, flower," Wang Guoqiang shouted, and Zhou Wei had already stepped on the flower.

"Zhou Wei," Yangyang ran over and picked it up. Lily of the valley was broken, happiness was broken, and her heart was broken. Yangyang gritted his teeth and gasped in big mouthfuls.

"Yangyang, I, I didn't pay attention," Zhou Wei looked apologetic.

"Zhou Wei, did you do it on purpose?" Yang Yangyang had a gray face.

"Everyone said I didn't pay attention," Zhou Wei said aggrievedly, "I'll ask someone to buy it right away."

"Buy? Do you think all the flower shops have it? Xiaoran and I went to Wuhan for a day yesterday. We finally found it. Moreover, there are not many, where do you buy it?" Yangyang said angrily.

"Would we use roses?" Yangyang didn't even take a look at the big bouquet of roses in the car.

"Rose? I don't like it so vulgar." Yangyang said angrily.

"I'm vulgar," Zhou Wei said angrily, "I'm so vulgar."

"I really can't understand, what's good about this flower?" Zhou Wei didn't expect Yangyang to get angry and felt a little uncomfortable.

"There is nothing good about this flower. If you don't like it, it's fine, but I like it." Yangyang pinched the flowers, and there were black shoe prints on it. This kick stepped on her heart. Happiness turned out to be lost so simply.

Yangyang couldn't help it, tears overflowed from her eyes, and she tried hard to swallow it back.

Zhou Wei felt a little soft-hearted, "Yangyang, let's use roses, this flower, I'll give it to you next time."

"I want it now," Yangyang covered her face and cried.

"Aren't roses better? Who doesn't use roses for taking photos? Why do you have to have lily of the valley? I don't know where the flower comes from." Zhou Wei was also a little angry.

"I don't like roses." Yangyang said loudly.

"I don't think you want to take photos at all." Zhou Wei said angrily.

"Zhou Wei, what did you say?"

"You don't want to take photos at all," Zhou Wei repeated the words just now, his voice lowered a little.

"Zhou Wei, why do I come if I don't want to come?" Yangyang was completely angry, "What am I doing for you?"

"You are for me? You are for whom you are for?" Zhou Wei muttered.

"Zhou Wei, who else can I do for?" Yangyang shivered all over, "Who else can I do for?"

"For whom you know," said Zhou Wei, "If you don't want to marry me, don't marry me."

"I don't want to marry me, why do you want to marry me?" Yang Yang yelled, threw the flower on his hand to the ground, and pulled the headdress on his head with his hand, "You can't marry me."

"I," Zhou Wei didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Zhou Wei, you can regret it," Yangyang said while throwing away the headdress on his hand.

"Yangyang, what are you doing?" Xiao Ran ran over and saw the flowers on the ground and the scattered headdresses.

"You ask him," Yangyang didn't even look at Zhou Wei.

"Zhou Wei, what happened?" Xiao Ran asked Zhou Wei and looked at Wang Guoqiang.

Zhou Wei didn't say anything, and Wang Guoqiang shook his head.

"Yangyang," Xiao Ran had no choice but to pull Yangyang, "You girl, you're just making trouble."

"What am I making trouble? Who asked him to trample my flowers? How hard it is to buy these flowers, you know."

"Yangyang," Xiao Ran glared at Yangyang and sighed.

Yangyang didn't speak.

"Zhou Wei, you are a boy, please coax her." Xiao Ran turned to Zhou Wei and said.

"Xiao Ran, I saw Dong Yuhui yesterday. What did he do in Wuhan?" Zhou Wei finally said it. There was a thorn in his heart. He always thought Yangyang was going back to Yichang to find Dong Yuhui.

"Dong Yuhui?" Xiao Ran couldn't think of who he was.

"It's Yangyang's previous boyfriend." Zhou Wei said.

"Oh," Xiao Ran suddenly realized and smiled, "Zhou Wei, yesterday, Yangyang and I didn't see Dong Yuhui."

Zhou Wei looked at Xiao Ran in confusion. He didn't believe that Dong Yuhui would come to Wuhan to look for Yangyang.

"It's all old things about old sesame seeds and rotten millet. Why are you talking about?" Xiao Ran said with a smile, "Zhou Wei, they haven't contacted each other for several years, what are you worried about?"

"They really didn't contact?"

"Zhou Wei, if they had contact, I wouldn't have known it. Besides, Yangyang didn't see him yesterday, you should know, right?"

Zhou Wei didn't speak.

"Zhou Wei, don't you believe me?" Xiao Ran said again.

"It's not that I don't believe you, but this is a coincidence, right? Look, who takes photos and who doesn't like roses when they get married?" Zhou Wei looked at the big bouquet of roses on the car, which was dazzlingly bright red.

"You don't know Yangyang, what she likes is very stubborn." Xiao Ran held Zhou Wei's hand, "You go to coax her, girls will feel soft-hearted."

Xiao Ran said again, "Go and get the flowers, hurry up."

Zhou Wei ran over, took the rose from the car, and walked to Yangyang.

"Yangyang, I'm sorry," said Zhou Wei.

Yangyang lowered his head, didn't speak, nor looked at Zhou Wei.

If Sinian had understood me and would coax me, but Sinian, why did you leave me? Why can't you stay by my side? Are the lily of the valley broken, and happiness is also broken? Sinian, tell me. He murmured and murmured Fu Sinian's poems that were not poems.

Zhou Wei looked at Xiao Ran, at a loss, and faced Yang Yang, he was at a loss.

Xiao Ran knew that she couldn't persuade her, and she didn't say anything. She hugged Yangyang in her arms and signaled Zhou Wei to leave first.

After a while, Yangyang stopped crying, wiped his eyes with his hands, and said to Xiao Ran, "Xiao Ran, help me with makeup."

"Zhou Wei, please let Guoqiang take us there." After repairing the makeup, Yangyang said to Zhou Wei, "Give me the flowers, such a beautiful rose, thank you."

Zhou Wei called Wang Guoqiang and took photos by the bridge that he just said.

Standing in front of the camera, Yangyang recovered his previous smile, Zhou Wei calmed down a little.

After taking the photo, it was almost dusk, Yangyang said, "Zhou Wei, take a few photos for me."

Or, between them, there is the beauty of dusk, and after the brilliance is the night, swallowing their love.

Yangyang changed into a wedding dress, short boots, long skirt, jacket, a flowing ponytail, and tied the hairband given by Fu Sinian.

I keep my long hair for you, and I feel free to you.

Sinian, should I cut my hair short? Yangyang rubbed my chest, squeezed out the last bit of laughter today, stopping in the long shot.

New Year's Day is here, more than ten days, enough to prepare for a wedding that does not require luxury. All customs and etiquettes are spared by Yangyang.

Tomorrow, I will marry myself out. Seeing everyone busy with themselves, Yangyang finally realized that she was really going to marry. She really wanted to marry and couldn't bear to marry. She still remembered that she promised Fu Sinian that you don't like what I did, and I won't do it in the future, okay?

It's good, but unfortunately, that person no longer cares. Whether you do it or not has nothing to do with him.

Since he doesn't care, I don't need to be too persistent. Yangyang thought in disappointment.

"Yangyang." Dongni came and shouted before entering the door, "It's still not difficult to find here."
Chapter completed!