Before I knew it, I walked to a church and quietly opened the door. A wedding was being held. I sat quietly at the end, and everyone focused on the couple, not realizing that I, an uninvited guest.

After the oath was completed, the bride and groom were accompanied by the bridesmaids and groomsmen, preparing to go out of the church to take a photo with everyone to throw flower balls. They slowly approached, and then I saw clearly that the tall groomsmen was Ke Han.

The guests and the newlyweds took pictures on the stairs outside the church, and I walked out of the church along the wall. Just as I was about to leave from the side of the photographer, I suddenly got hit on the back by something. I lowered my head and saw the white flower ball that had just landed on the ground rolling to my feet.

The crowd that was still lively just now suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were staring at me.

"Sorry." I threw the flower ball back, "I wish you happiness forever."

I bowed slightly to them and turned and left.

"Yilian." Ke Han called me, squeezed out of the crowd and grabbed my hand, "Yilian."

"Long time no see." I smiled.

The bride waved at me, "Miss, come here and take photos together."

Ke Han quickly pulled me into the crowd, but his hand never let go.

When everyone left, Ke Han and I went into the church again and sat in the last row.

"So you are the best man." I just found a casual sentence.

"Why did you come?"

"I happened to walk by and came in to watch the ceremony. I wanted to see some happy people."

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I realized that I was talking too much, and happiness is something too mysterious.

He suddenly asked me carefully: "Yilian, do you still like Ouyang Jin?"

I thought about it, but there was no answer.

"If I say I'm chasing you now..."

I was about to speak and he interrupted, "Don't tell me that you have something that others are unfair to me in your heart. I don't need your bad excuses to make excuses."

That's what I want to say.

"Yilian, if one day you don't like Ouyang Jin, can you think of me?" He smiled bitterly, "I originally said that if we were both single when you were thirty, we would make do with it."

I suddenly burst into tears, which scared him.

"No, twenty-eight years old, when I was twenty-eight, if I was still single, I would come to you. By then, no matter what you stand by, you will push them away." I tried to relax my tone and recalled bitterly the way Julia Roberts looked in "mybestfriend'sedding". Who is my George again! I need a George, listen to me and let my unreasonable trouble.

He hugged me, "Yilian, thank you, what should I do? I'm starting to look forward to you not being able to find a boyfriend."

"Go to yours." I broke free from his hug, stretched, and suddenly felt a little disrespectful to do such movements in the church, so I quickly stopped it.

Ke Han reminded me that my phone was vibrating. I only realized that there were ten missed calls, all of which were He Xi.

I called back, but what came was Song Yunzhe's voice.

"Where?" There was a hint of anger in his tired voice.

"Church." I said.

"church?"

"Yesterday, I'm sorry."

He was silent on the other end.

I said sincerely: "I'm sorry."

"It has nothing to do with you. He Xi told you about work, come back soon." He had already hung up the phone without waiting for me to respond.

I told Ke Han that I had something to do and hurriedly took a taxi back.

When He Xi saw me enter the door, he was confused, "Why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to tell her that there were adjustments in your work?" Song Yunzhe suddenly came down from the upper floor and inserted into our conversation.

He Xi patted his head, "Yes, yes, it's something."

"Tell me." I took out my notepad from my bag and prepared to record the important information.

He Xi looked embarrassed and looked at Song Yunzhe, "That, that..."

"Say it." My hand holding the pen shook in the air.

"I decided not to change again."

I almost smashed my notepad at him.

Song Yunzhe sat on the sofa as if nothing had happened, holding his exquisite bone porcelain coffee cup, and his eyes were filled with joy.

I leaned over and snatched his coffee, "Did you eat? Don't drink coffee on an empty stomach."

"Accustomed to it." He shrugged indifferently.

I put his cup on the dining table and walked towards the kitchen and said, "I don't want the person who pays me to die young."

Song Yunzhe did not continue to argue with me like before, but sat quietly on the sofa and watched me cook for him through the entrance.

After working hard for a long time, I finally put the side dishes sent by Mrs. Liu in front of him. He looked at the porridge and then the greasy me, frowned.

Although I feel extremely dissatisfied with his dislike for my current state, I have to admit that I am now embarrassed.

"Thank you," he said.

I settled down and walked out of Song Yunzhe's house with great strides.
Chapter completed!