Wanwan, do you know that in ancient times, only the husband had the right to draw eyebrows for his beloved wife.

Wanwan, do you know that in ancient times, only the husband had the right to tie the hair of his beloved wife.

Wanwan, do you know how much I want today’s wedding to be yours and mine? The most beautiful you I decorated with my own hands blooms for me.

Wanwan, do you know that there is a kind of feeling that is like a poison that has eroded all the internal organs. If you want to stop loving, you have to die...

"Wanwan, can Brother Nancheng give you a hug?"

Xi Nancheng's face, which had always been too cold since he came in, finally had a touch of gentleness. It was not so showy, but it could tug at people's hearts.

…

Mu Wange smiled hard and took the initiative to reach out and hug Xi Nancheng.

Nancheng, I wish you could stop loving me. Even though he tried hard to show that he no longer loved her, his eyes told her that she had always been in his heart and had never faded away.

I wish you could find your own happiness.

I wish you wouldn't be so nice to me.

I would rather it be myself who suffers than you continue to suffer because of me.

They are not the closest people, but they can understand each other's thoughts.

It was just a very shallow hug, without tightening his arms, he just gently embraced the woman in his arms and in his heart.

Then slowly let go and took a step back.

"Wanwan, I can't stop loving you as you wish, and I can't let you go. Until this moment, I still love you with all my love."

Xi Nancheng's words made Mu Wange's mouth slowly freeze. This was something she knew well, but when he pointed it out like this, she didn't know how to face it for a while...

"So, I want to be selfish for once. Forgive me for not being able to attend your wedding. I can't see you and another man standing in front of the priest to swear an oath with my own eyes. Forgive me for not being able to sit gracefully in the crowd of people who are blessing you and smile. I hope

You are happy, even if the person who gives you happiness is not me. I have seen that he is very kind to you, and I am relieved. If there is still a trace of nostalgia for the past between us, then be happy, only you will be happy.

, only then can I be happy, you know?”

The tears that he had been holding back welled up in his eyes, and Singer Mu Wan clenched them tightly, feeling extremely distressed.

"Um."

He could no longer look away at Xi Nancheng, fearing that he would burst into tears...

"Don't cry. Today is your happiest day. It's unlucky to cry."

He stretched out his hand to symbolically touch Mu Wange's head, and gently straightened out the hair on his forehead.

Mu Wange was speechless and could only grit his teeth...

The door was suddenly opened from the outside and pushed open with force.

Gu Yanshen stood at the door with a solemn expression, followed by a makeup artist and a stylist.

The sound was too loud, and Mu Wange immediately raised his eyes to look at the door, meeting Gu Yanshen's somewhat sinister handsome face.

He glanced at Xi Nancheng reflexively, as if trying to say something, but...

No one moved. Xi Nancheng's heart ached when he saw Mu Wange's expression, as if he wanted to go to Gu Yanshen but was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable.

Where there is Gu Yanshen, he will always be just a supporting role, an insignificant supporting role.

With a bright smile, this was the brightest smile after walking into this room, he looked at Mu Wange and said softly: "Go over."

Three words, which are a bit difficult to say.

It turns out that forced laughter is really the most painful thing in the world.
Chapter completed!