August 26th, a sunny Saturday.
Early in the morning, the luxury hotel located on the coast became busy.
A popular wedding will be held here today.
The two protagonists of the wedding are from the rich and low-key leading enterprises in the security industry and giant catering groups that no one knows.
What's more exciting is that this marriage is not a relatively common marriage of a rich family, but a dreamy free love.
Even regardless of family background, just looking at the appearance of the protagonists is dreamy enough.
Inside the carefully decorated hotel, waiters in uniforms shuttled everywhere. Many people want to take some photos secretly to share gossip with their friends.
However, when they looked at the private bodyguards walking around, they were all well-trained in suits and leather shoes. It seemed that they could easily beat eight by one, and they silently dispelled the idea.
It's worthy of a wedding of this specification. Even the bodyguard is too handsome.
Unlike the wedding of a rich family, which is usually full of media and magnesium lamps, only photographers who are responsible for recording the wedding process are present today. In addition, there are relatives and friends from both sides, as well as various necessary staff.
I heard that families on both sides hope to keep the wedding pure, purely because of love, full of sincere blessings.
Therefore, there are the most comprehensive security measures at the scene, including delicious food made by top chefs, and rare roses specially transported by air on the same day.
It's hard to find a better marriage than this.
Even the concierge who greeted the guests at the door of the hotel was full of matching.
The sweet-looking girl stood with the tall man, took the invitation letter from the guests with a smile, and then asked them to sign in in a soft voice.
Walking into the romantic corridor, you can see large photos of the newlyweds full of happiness, and you can also see the beautiful coast and lawn in the distance.
It was even more noisy outside the hotel. Luxury cars drove in one after another, and the parking doormen ran back and forth.
Many citizens or reporters who heard the news could not enter the wedding venue, so they could only take photos and videos outside, imagining the luxurious and grand scene inside.
Many young people dressed up in a timely manner hold their mobile phones high, or take selfies or live broadcasts, trying to blend in into the untouchable excitement.
The bodyguards who stayed outside the field did not interfere with these people.
Xu Baijun is among them.
He thought that he might be able to come to the wedding with his father, but not only he didn't go, but also his father didn't.
His father is the department manager of a branch of Wanjia Group. He can see He Huaili at the New Year's reunion about once a year, which is not up to the standard of relatives and friends.
When he took the initiative to mention it to his colleagues before, Xu Baijun was more or less bragging, which seemed to be more advanced than ordinary people.
Now that he had said everything, he had to try to take some photos outside the venue to prove that he had really been here.
Coincidentally, his colleague in the clinic, Chi Xueyan, is also said to get married today.
I don't know which hotel the wedding banquet was held.
This idea flashed through Xu Baijun's mind. He smiled strangely, and his figure was soon annihilated in the bustling crowd.
Compared with the various noises outside, it is much quieter in the spacious lounge on the upper floor of the hotel.
Now it should be time for the newcomer to make up and style.
But the well-prepared makeup artist sat alone and stared at the people not far away in a daze.
The morning sunlight shines softly through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the delicate side face, setting off the dazzling red hair with a gentle taste.
He nestled on his side in the sofa and leaned on the shoulder of another groom, as if he was asleep.
So the makeup artist carefully softed the sound of breathing.
Originally, she was about to put makeup on Chi Xueyan, but he looked sleepy.
It seems that his parents were so nervous that they didn't sleep well last night, and even he didn't sleep much with him.
Therefore, the groom with black hair took the initiative to put on makeup on the sofa, which would be more comfortable to sit.
Chi Xueyan sat on the soft sofa for less than two minutes, then fell asleep and quietly rested on the shoulders of the people around him.
It must be said that it was his pillow that took the initiative.
The makeup artist who witnessed the whole process with a foundation wanted to say anything but stopped.
This is obviously the intention to let my lover sleep for a while.
... Forget it, anyway, these two don't need makeup.
She was specially responsible for the groom's makeup. While waiting, she gradually realized that she might be the most idle person today.
She had nothing to do, so she decided to go to the best man's lounge to help.
In fact, it is mainly because I dare not be a light bulb.
Although she really wants to stay.
Shortly after the makeup artist left quietly, in the lounge with only two people left, Chi Xueyan woke up from a short dream and rubbed his eyes sleepily.
He opened his sleepy eyes and first caught a glimpse of a corner of the dress. Along the arm line wrapped in soft fabric, his beautiful fingers moved gently on the mobile phone screen full of text.
He Qiao, who was used as a pillow by him, was watching the morning news report intently.
Chi Xueyan followed for a while and woke up completely.
He suddenly felt that He Qiao, who seriously said that he liked to read the news in the Internet ca, did not seem to be completely fooling him.
He Qiao sensed his movement and looked sideways at him: "Are you awake?"
"Hmm." Chi Xueyan stretched out and finally had a little spirit. She praised casually, "Good shoulders."
He got up and walked to the window and saw the sparkling blue sea.
There is also a more and more lively lawn downstairs, and familiar guests gather together and chat in twos and threes.
Today is the wedding of him and He Qiao.
Everyone came for them.
Chi Xueyan stared at the people walking below, and there was still a dreamlike suddenness in the bottom of her heart.
In the silence, he saw a fat figure and immediately said to He Qiao, "I'm going down to find Lao Wang for something."
He Qiao followed his gaze and looked over.
He had already met Wang Shaojing on the night of the bachelor party and recognized the bold bar owner.
So He Qiao didn't ask what the matter was. He simply replied, "I'll come over later."
Chi Xueyan left the lounge and took the elevator downstairs. She smiled and walked through the crowd who came to congratulate him. She politely thanked him, and then went straight to her old friend and patted him on the shoulder.
Wang Shaojing is taking pictures of this romantic venue. The blue sky, white clouds and the sea, the lawn, balloons and flowers make it difficult for people to restrain the ulse to post on WeChat Moments.
He turned around and saw Chi Xueyan in a suit, and immediately shouted exaggeratedly, "It's the first time I've seen you wear it like this. It's so handsome."
"It's okay." Chi Xueyan stared at his photo action with a familiar tone, "Do you want to post a circle of friends?"
"That's a must." Wang Shaojing raised his mobile phone and said, "I'll send it together when I take a photo of you exchanging rings. By the wand, can I send this?"
Chi Xueyan said without hesitation, "Just send it, but I have something to ask you."
Wang Shaojing was very cheerful: "Okay, you say it."
"Can you write a more sensational copy?" He said seriously, "It's better to highlight that this is a hard-won true love. You are deeply moved to see how happy we are."
Wang Shaojing:...
He couldn't help shaking blankly.
Chi Xueyan also knew that this was a little embarrassing for her old friend. She added without changing her face, "The fortune teller told my mother that this is more beneficial to this marriage."
Of course, it's not because of this.
Wang Shaojing has a good friend of Lu Siyi, who is the only indirect relationship between Chi Xueyan and the latter at present.
He hopes that Lu Siyi, who is addicted to experiments, is at least a person who can browse Moments.
Compared with the red-haired man who took the initiative to talk to him and drank alone in the bar in broad daylight, Chi Xueyan wants to leave a new impression of a married man.
In this way, it should be easier to be forgotten by Lu Siyi.
Even if they meet again in the future, there is a natural high wall between the two.
Getting rid of the fate entangled with this person was the biggest purpose of his marriage agreement with He Qiao.
Wang Shaojing has heard of Han Zhenzhen's love, but he still shows the expression that you are teasing me: "Now the fortune teller can control the copywriting of the circle of friends?"
Chi Xueyan continued to talk nonsense seriously: "The times are progressing."
"Okay, okay, okay." Wang Shaojing didn't talk nonsense with him and waved his hand fearlessly, "Today you are the groom, and your happiness is the most important thing."
"Isn't it just a little numb? Who can't do it?"
After saying that, the rough-looking bar owner stared at the small mobile phone screen and soon fell into meditation.
Chi Xueyan raised his hand to find the waiter and went to get Wang Shaojing's favorite wine to make sure that this copywriting must be stained with deep intoxication.
After a while, He Qiao also went downstairs to the lawn.
The first wave of small climax immediately broke out among the guests who came early.
The temperature is mild, the laughter is free, the exotic band specially invited plays melodious jazz, and familiar relatives and friends surround the happiest protagonist of today.
The two grooms stood side by side, and the two of them were the right one.
Chi Xueyan greeted people with He Qiao, and his posture was tacit, and he always maintained the most intimate distance.
During this period, his mobile phone rang frequently, all of which were calls from all kinds of relatives and friends, some of which were congratulations, and some of which could not find a place.
Some of Chi Xueyan will be picked up, and some will be left to Han Zhenzhen or Chi Zhongyuan, who is not far away, and let their parents work for them.
The bell jingled again.
This time, He Qiao saw that he glanced at the caller and pressed the answer button.
"Dr. Chi, happy wedding! Are you busy now?"
A magnetic male voice came from the other end of the phone, with a cheerful smile: "I brought Xiaoqing here today. As a result, as soon as she entered the door and saw the wedding poster between you and others, she lan in the corridor and refused to move--"
Before the other party finished his words, the mobile phone seemed to be taken away by a child, and quickly changed to a tender childish voice.
"Brother Yanyan, my uncle and I are outside. Why don't you wait for me to get married when I grow up?"
There is a faint cry in the milky voice.
When she was talking, the man next to her had no choice but to educate her: "Ren Xiaoqing, how many times have you said that you want to call someone uncle? Do you know that we are a generation difference?"
Chi Xueyan listened to the conversation between the two, and the smile in her eyes deepened.
He Qiao noticed the change in his expression and clearly heard the movement in the microphone.
It's a strange voice.
At least he didn't show up on the night of the bachelor party.
Xiaoqing ignored her own uncle and continued to complain pitifully, "Brother Yanyan, you are going to be the groom!"
Listening to the child's aggrieved tone, Chi Xueyan patiently coaxed her: "I was wrong, Xiaoqing. I should ask for your consent first. I'll come to pick you up now, okay?"
Xiaoqing burst into tears and immediately agreed with him: "Then I'll wait for you, waiting for you here in the photo!"
Chi Xueyan responded in a warm voice. When the phone was hung up, he turned to He Qiao and said, "I'm going to pick up a friend and I'll be back soon."
He didn't explain to He Qiao what friend he was.
Because on this occasion, it may sound a little strange.
The man who made a voice call was Ren Xuan, and he was one of the blind dates he had met before.
Every blind date that Chi Xueyan has seen is carefully selected by Han Zhenzhen. The conditions are outstanding in all aspects, and there are no strange people.
Therefore, every time the blind date fails, it is not because there is something wrong with the other party, but because there is no feeling.
Most of the time, Chi Xueyan didn't feel it, and there were several times when they didn't call each other.
For example, Ren Xuan is the latter.
Ren Xuan is a few years older than him. He likes extreme sports as much as him. He only went rock climbing two days before the blind date, and he also has a little niece who has just made a fuss at home because of tooth decay.
With these common topics, Chi Xueyan remembered that they had a good chat that day. After that night, he went to the university where Ren Xuan worked to play basketball, and made an appointment to help Ren Xiaoqing see her dentist next week.
Ren Xuan is a university teacher who teaches foreign literature. He has a good personality. His parents are also high-level intellectuals. His family is happy and the fragrance of books is strong. In Han Zhenzhen's eyes, he is the most suitable marriage object, which is just complementary to his son with an excessive personality.
Although they get along well, they both know that this is just a mutual appreciation between friends and has nothing to do with love.
Otherwise, Chi Xueyan would not be able to invite the other party to his wedding.
In his opinion, Ren Xuan has a kind of perfection and precision that can be seen at a glance, which is suitable for being a friend who meets occasionally, but not a lover who can accompany him day by day.
He lacks interest in that kind of overly certain life.
Correspondingly, Ren Xuan, who has to hide the family tradition of climbing a rock, obviously also saw the unrestrained nature in Chi Xueyan's bones and the adventurous nature of chasing novelty.
So they are just pure friends.
Thinking like this, it seems that there is no need to mention it.
Chi Xueyan instantly left the identity of the former blind date behind and was about to pick him up when he suddenly noticed that He Qiao's tie had become a little crooked.
At such a critical moment, you can't miss every opportunity to show your love.
Chi Xueyan stopped, lowered her head and carefully held He Qiao's tie, adjusting its position and the shape of the top bow tie.
If the child who had not secretly loved him was waiting outside with tears in his eyes, he would have slowly removed He Qiao's bow tie and hit another one himself.
Although there is no special stylist to play beautifully.
In a word, it is the proof of love.
They are almost close to each other.
He Qiao lowered his eyes at his hands. His eyes just crossed the tips of Chi Xueyan's hair and saw the mobile phone screen that he casually put aside.
The avatar of the person who just finished the call is a sports style photo common among men.
The nickname is Xiaoqi, which may be a note.
While Chi Xueyan was intimately tidying up his tie, the chat box was quickly covered by all kinds of group chat messages set to do not disturb.
The names of the group chat are all our, including college classmates groups, dental industry groups, and hobbies related, horror movies, bungee jumping, diving... and even sweets.
There are eye-catching red @ messages everywhere, and "Happy Newlyweds" and "How can I get married early" are constantly flashed on the screen.
He Qiao didn't see his avatar.
There is only one group in the motionless top chat. Judging from the name, it is obviously a family chat of Chi Xueyan's family of three.
After the screen darkened, Chi Xueyan also made a great achievement and pulled the tie exposed to the outside with satisfaction.
The lower half is hidden in a straight and slim vest.
Just like his impression when he first met He Qiao, he was in good shape.
People came and went around, and the soft fingers walked lightly on the surface of the delicate fabric, and then quietly left.
After completing the task of showing love, Chi Xueyan turned to pick up her friend.
He forgot to bring his mobile phone.
He Qiao stayed in place, looked at the darkness, and was silent for a while.
He has no habit of turning over other people's privacy without permission.
But the air is filled with the fragrant fragrance of roses.
There seems to be a lingering warm breath between the neck.
So He Qiao stretched out his hand and subconsciously touched the overly neat bow tie buttoned outside the shirt.
Then, he turned out his mobile phone, lowered his head and pressed it a few times.
At the same time, Chi Xueyan's mobile phone screen lit up again, and a new message appeared on the lock screen.
[Xiao Eleven: You didn't take your mobile phone.]