At the door of the hotel.
The magnesium lamp kept flashing outside, and the tabloid reporter stretched out his camera to the entrance, trying to find popular faces among guests of different identities.
After all, among these relatives and friends present today, there are many social celebrities and star artists.
If you can't enter the field, even if you can pick up some corner materials outside and write, it is still a gain.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd holding the camera.
The telephoto lens captured a special figure.
Unlike the guests who walked through the corridor into the hotel, the man who suddenly appeared walked out against the crowd, as if he knew many guests, and often took the initiative to greet him.
He has red hair that is very eye-catching from a distance, and he is wearing a fairly formal dress with a collar on his chest. He may be the best man.
It's like a three-piece suit that the groom often wears at the wedding.
But before the excited people adjusted the camera to see each other's faces clearly, he had already picked up a little girl sideways, and her face was blocked immediately.
There was a noisy noise outside. The person who seemed to have a special identity didn't know it at all. Gu Zi hugged the little girl and walked back again, while talking to the person next to him.
"Brother Yanyan is so handsome today."
Chi Xueyan smiled and listened to the little girl in her arms praise her sweetly.
He may not be that familiar with Ren Xuan, but the little niece of this college teacher is really good at spoiling people.
That day, he helped Ren Xiaoqing pull out his teeth. The child was so scared that he shed tears on his face, but after that moment, he bit the cotton and had a hard time to speak. The first thing he did was not to cry to find his uncle, but to say to him vaguely, "Dentist brother, the mermaid story you tell is very good."
"I want to listen to it again. Do I have to have another tooth decay to hear it? Then I can have another tooth decay!"
The four or five-year-old girl still had tears in her eyes and raised her head to look at him seriously.
Of course, the dentist brother couldn't resist such sincere praise.
So there was no need for tooth decay, and he also promised to tell a story to Ren Xiaoqing.
They walked through the corridor and into the lawn, looking at the scenery in front of them. Ren Xuan, who carried the gift bag, sighed sincerely, "This place is so beautiful."
Four months ago, he and Chi Xueyan were still bachelors who spent two nights on the basketball court. In the blink of an eye, they both got married, and the wedding was even more unforgettable and amazing.
He is left alone.
Teacher Ren, a single dog, felt a strong sense of envy in his heart. He turned to today's groom and said, "Dr. Chi, don't hug her. She has gained a lot of weight recently - by the way, you can go about your work. That's enough trouble."
Chi Xueyan was listening to Xiaoqing's fancy praise of her style today. Hearing the words, she smiled and said, "It's okay. It's time to welcome."
Xiaoqing didn't bother to pay attention to her uncle who laughed at her. She carefully poked the groom's collar on Chi Xueyan's chest and couldn't help saying, "It's so beautiful. If only I were a bride."
After He Qiao finished a simple chat with various uncles, he went back to the lawn and the other half who was chatting with his friends.
As soon as he approached, he heard Chi Xueyan's very soft voice: "I'm sorry, Xiaoqing, I don't like girls."
His newly-married lover held a cute little girl, and a strange man with a helpless expression stood next to her.
The little girl said crisply, "Oh, my uncle doesn't like girls either. Why doesn't Brother Yanyan marry him? So that I can see you every day.
He Qiao's steps paused slightly.
The strange man patted her head seriously: "Don't talk nonsense."
Chi Xueyan still smiled and scratched her nose: "No, I'm one generation behind your uncle."
The little girl squeered her lips: "Then I can also call my uncle my brother."
He Qiao:...
At the moment when the young uncle's face was stang, the little girl lowered her head and consciously apologized to Chi Xueyan: "I'm sorry, I'm in love, so I'm talking in a mess."
"Be happier after marriage, Brother Yanyan."
She opened her palm, drew a big heart very carefully, and then stuffed the air-full love into the arms of her favorite dentist brother: "Be super happy!"
When she said happy, Chi Xueyan smiled and bent her eyes, subconsciously looking back at the direction of Heqiao.
Children seem to prefer simple and pure happiness to happiness with complex meanings.
So he happened to mee the sight of the road.
I don't know when, He Qiao came not far from him.
Chi Xueyan was stunned and immediately reacted. She introduced to Ren Xuan, "This is my lover, He Qiao."
He naturally approached He Qiao: "My friend, Ren Xuan, and his niece, Xiaoqing."
Just like when I first introduced it to Su Yu.
It's just that the boyfriend at that time has become his current lover.
Seeing the appearance of another protagonist of the wedding, Ren Xuan quickly took Xiaoqing from Chi Xueyan's arms and took the initiative to shake hands with Chi Xueyan and congratulate him: "Hello, it's my first time to meet you. Happy wedding."
Chi Xueyan's other half is not the same as he imagined.
He seems to be a gentle and good-tempered person.
Judging from Chi Xueyan's hobbies and style, he thought that the other party would have a more distinct and strong personality.
...But the hand is quite strong.
When he clenched his hand and let go, Ren Xuan couldn't help thinking like this.
He Qiao wears the same dress as Chi Xueyan, but his temperament is completely different. There is a natural reserve brought by the family, and there is also his own handsomeness and friendliness.
He had a good chat with Ren Xuan. After Ren Xuan sent the gift prepared in advance, he took Xiaoqing to play, no longer taking up the precious time of the two grooms.
This wedding does not accept gift money, so Ren Xuan gave a set of quite exquisite and rare collection of foreign fairy tales, which was picked by Xiaoqing.
Chi Xueyan likes this gift.
After all, he is a children's dentist who needs stories.
Chi Xueyan put the gift on the gift table, and there would be a special person to register and keep it. When he turned around and left, He Qiao looked at the gift and seemed to say casually, "Is it your college classmate?"
"No, he is a few years older than me. He is a friend I met by chance." Chi Xueyan shook his head and replied casually, "But it really has something to do with college. He is a college teacher."
"Teacher?"
"Teaching foreign literature." Chi Xueyan smiled, "Can't you see it?"
Foreign literature.
He Qiao stopped and looked back. He took another look at the beautifully wrapped gift. The beautiful bow ribbon trembled in the wind.
A collection of foreign fairy tales.
So he nodded slightly: "Well, I can't see it."
He Qiao handed over Chi Xueyan's forgotten mobile phone.
Chi Xueyan took it casually. Just as she was about to speak, she saw an unread message that had been squeezed down on the lock screen interface.
[Xiao Eleven: You didn't take your mobile phone.]
Chi Xueyan:...
Send a message to his lost mobile phone to inform him that he didn't take it.
It's like a sneer from the refrigerator.
Chi Xueyan was silent for a few seconds and joked strangely, "Are you so nervous?"
I was obviously calm when I watched the morning news in the lounge before.
So he once thought that there were only two pairs of parents who were nervous today.
For example, in the middle of the pool, Han Zhen, who secretly felt too excited in his heart a few days ago, was really exaggerated. As a result, on the eve of the wedding, he sat energetically on the balcony and recited his parents' speech all night, but it was dawn, and he called his own son's name from time to time.
Chi Xueyan was even worried that when he spoke for a while, he might say from the bottom of his heart, "How can the photo of the marriage certificate be blue!" Come to the end.
Although it's quite fun.
As the guests arrived one after another, the host was in place, and the ceremony would begin soon.
The jazz band stopped playing, and the brind-haired band members were talking in a low voice to a young man who looked like an agent, as if they were preparing to change to a more romantic piece of music.
After the groom both enter, they take the oath and exchange rings.
And hugs and kisses.
Thinking of this, Chi Xueyan took the initiative to remind He Qiao: "If you don't think you can do it later, it's okay to hug."
He doesn't know the bottom line that straight men can accept.
Anyway, it's not strange that there are already shy newcomers who will hug instead of kissing in public.
He Qiao didn't answer directly, but just said, "I'm not nervous."
Chi Xueyan held her mobile phone and nodded: "Well, I believe it."
The unconcealed words are not sincere at all.
He Qiao looked at him, and his eyes gradually smiled, clearly reflecting the figure of his lover.
Chi Xueyan thought that in a happy wedding, the He Qiao beside him was a gentle version.
The most common and seemingly loving gentle version.
From now on, they will always snuggle together until the wedding is over and everything is over.
Before the ceremony began, relatives and friends kept coming to chat with them.
Chi Xueyan and He Qiao responded one by one, sometimes holding hands to show their love.
Until a pair of middle-aged men and women with smiles appeared, Chi Xueyan suddenly felt that the fingers of He Qiao in the palm of his hand were tight.
It's not obvious, or it may be his illusion.
There was nothing special about the couple's talk, just some congratulatory words, but in the end, the father deliberately said a few more words, "I didn't let the boy come today, for fear of affecting your mood."
"He's just nonsense. Don't take it to heart. I've dealt with him. How are your hands? I heard from your mother that it's not serious.
He Qiao's attitude was polite: "It's healed, it's all over."
Chi Xueyan suddenly realized.
Last time He Qiao took him to KTV to have a party with friends. A rich second generation tried to hook up with him with He Qiao on his back. Finally, the two had a fight imptusively.
...What's the name of the man who is confident that he is more fun than Heqiao?
He has heard so many new names that he can't remember them.
After they left, Chi Xueyan asked He Qiao, "What's the name of that man? I forgot, but I remember that it seems to be related to numbers. Is it Wan?"
A trace of subtle emotion suddenly flashed in the soft expression of the people around him. After a long time, he said lightly, "The surname is Fang."
Specifically, he didn't say anything more.
Chi Xueyan thought that He Qiao was disgusted with him, so he didn't ask.
Anyway, he is not an important person.
He quickly put the matter behind him.
In the lively atmosphere, the music circling on the lawn quietly changed, and the host officially began his hot speech.
Chi Xueyan stayed with her lover and family, waiting to enter.
The tall and burly Chiyuan next to him was eating candy with a serious face. Han Zhenzhen, dressed in a neat suit, kept asking the waiter for water, took a sip and took a deep breath, and so on.
Sheng Xiaoyue had to bow her head to tidy up her skirt every five seconds on average. He Huaili comforted her in a low voice, but she didn't look as calm as she used to.
The two parents were obviously nervous, and He Qiao was a little distracted for some reason, looking at the band playing affectionate music from afar.
On the contrary, Chi Xueyan became the calmest person.
He took the initiative to chat with his parents.
The cute twin flower girls each held a ring pillow, on which there were a pair of beautiful wedding rings, snowflakes and flames.
So Chi Xueyan turned her head and asked Sheng Xiaoyue, "Auntie, do you know the origin of my name? My mother probably hasn't told you yet.
Hearing him talk about this, Han Zhenzhen immediately laughed.
Chizhong principle quickly swallowed the sugar and tried to interrupt: "...Here you come again!"
After interrupting the failure, Xiaochi ignored Lao Chi's protest and said, "Do you think my parents' names have a little martial arts atmosphere?"
Sheng Xiaoyue suddenly forgot to toss her skirt and said in surprise, "You really look like two heroes."
Chi Zhongyuan seems to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, and Han Zhenzhen is like a chivalrous woman with a straightforward personality.
"It's all decent, isn't it?" Chi Xueyan said with a smile, "Although this is a coincidence, they think it is too monotonous, so they are ready to make a little change in the next generation. The villain is not very lucky, so they want the complex feeling of both good and evil."
It's better to be the kind of slut who will turn the world upside down as soon as he hears it.
"Then, they felt that the translation of both right and evil is self-contradiction and self-contriction. Thinking like this, the name becomes very good."
Sheng Xiaoyue's beautiful eyes were stained with smiles, and He Huaili also listened intently.
"Fortunately, it was my mother's name in the end, and I found two beautiful images."
Chi Xueyan turned around and said, "If it's my father's slap, it's over. He was going to call me Chi Black and White."
Hearing this, even He Huaili, who has always been calm, laughed.
A family of three with a very vivid name.
"It's better than Xueyan. It's much better." Sheng Xiaoyue laughed so hard that tears were about to come out, and her whole body was no longer tense. "Then what would it be if your mother named me?"
Chi Xueyan shook her head with a smile: "Don't let her name it. The current name is the most appropriate, beautiful and beautiful enough."
There is a bright moon in the night sky.
This is true. Chi Xueyan really likes her name.
The parents, who gradually relaxed, began to listen to the host's speech.
He Qiao withdrew his gaze and listened carefully to the origin of Chi Xueyan's name.
"Your mother's name seems to be very suitable for my parents' story." Chi Xueyan whispered to him, "Xiaoyue, she looks like a lady who sneaked out to play after dressing up. It's very nice."
He always prefers the name at the beginning of the small character.
...But the little bridge sounds a little strange.
So Chi Xueyan paused and called him "He Qiao" as usual.
He Qiao followed the reputation and looked into his lover's clear eyes.
"It's the most important step." He said.
The romantic music lingered in the wind, and everyone's eyes followed, full of beautiful blessings and expectations.
The summer was long, and they crossed the green lawn and fragrant roses with their fingers. In the witness of the sea and coral, they made an eternal vow to each other.
The flower boy handed over a pillow embroidered with roses, and the warm sunshine soaked two light silver curved moons.
The delicate ring body has some slight edges, which is shaped like a bridge.
The guests who cheered and applauded under the stage suddenly quieted down, staring at the pair of lovers who were particularly suitable at the most focal point.
They are exchanging rings.
Chi Xueyan moved faster. When he lowered his head to put on the ring for He Qiao, in the warm midsummer wind, he suddenly said something out of tune.
"I think of the image of the name Heqiao."
He Qiao responded softly, "What image?"
The silvery wedding ring fell into the slender fingers with distinct joints.
Chi Xueyan let go of his hand and looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "He is like a person waiting silently beside me with an umbrella. Maybe he is a follower, maybe a companion. The snowflakes are silently piled up on the umbrella, piece after piece."
As he spoke, he leaned slightly, and his pale lips brushed He Qiao's ear.
In the hot and short exchange, He Qiao also caught him with a ring.
The sea breeze in summer is soft and beautiful, and they look at each other. Like the day we first met, we had a particularly strong impression.
He Qiao didn't answer the phone and didn't wait anymore.
In the hallucinous snow, he reached out and hugged his lover's waist and kissed him quietly.