The smell of the kiss is like a sudden flame in the air.
It is the tip of the flame that disappears with the wind, and it is suddenly as soft as a dream.
The sound in his ear was hazy. Chi Xueyan seemed to return to the night when he stood on the bar stage and the petals covered his hair. He raised his eyes and suddenly saw the familiar white shirt in the crowd.
The people under the stage seemed to be equally fanatical, overwhelming cheering and laughter.
The lights turn into the sea breeze, the microphone exchanges the wedding ring, and the roses remain unchanged.
When the long kiss ended, the flame was extinguished, and the candle tears solidified into a strong memory, Chi Xueyan couldn't help thinking that kissing was like this.
Indescribably special.
The lively sound around is far from stopping, and it even becomes more and more excited.
Chi Xueyan blinked his eyes and found that he was holding He Qiao's tie in the eyes of everyone.
The dark tie, which was originally carefully smoothed and hidden in the dress vest, has become wrinkled and messy.
When hugging and kissing, He Qiao hugged his waist, and his fingers were holding the other's tie tightly.
I don't remember. It's a subconscious action.
It seems that he should be shy.
But Chi Xueyan was stunned for a very short moment and smiled again.
He did not let go of his hand in a hurry as anyone imagined, or quickly bowed his head to restore the initial traceless look for He Qiaohui.
On the contrary, Chi Xueyan casually pulled out the groom's tie from the smooth-lined suit vest.
The soft fabric was immediately swept up by the wind and fluttered with the sudden screams of the young people present.
His fingertips climbed up. The next second, he untied the perfectly shaped bow tie with one hand, broke the button at the top of his shirt, and got rid of the tight bondage for his close lover.
In the crazy coaxing around him, Chi Xueyan stared at his nominal partner, as if to explain, "It's better to relax."
He prefers the casual appearance of the person in front of him.
Then, Chi Xueyan leaned over to talk to He Qiao again. Her voice flowed lowly in her ear again, and smiled: "You are free, He Qiao."
After a short stay, he withdrew his gaze, looked at the strange or familiar faces under the stage, and finally whispered, "Me too."
The sea and the wind are still the same, only the pale lip color at first has become a little more beautiful.
He Qiao didn't respond. He watched Chi Xueyan turn around and pick up the rose bouquet, and throw it to the crowd below with a smile.
In the classic flower-throwing session, single guests opened their arms to pick up flowers.
The precious rose drew a parabola in the air, attracting a lot of attention.
But the most eye-catching focus of the audience is still the young man with red hair.
He will always be the most dazzling and special person in the vast sea of people.
No words are needed, and he is also free.
Freedom that has never been trapped by external things.
He Qiao subconsciously thought that this was not the scenery that only he could see.
Holding flowers finally fell into the arms of a young girl, Chi Xueyan's college classmate, gossiped about their love history on the night of the bachelor party.
She smiled brightly, held up beautiful roses high, and waved her hand vigorously to the celebration platform.
The young and handsome college teacher stood in the crowd, and the coquettish little girl leaned in his arms, constantly comparing her love to the dentist brother in the distance, and when she spoke, she would show a new tooth that had not yet fully emerged.
The fat bar owner held his mobile phone high and took many romantic photos, preparing to choose the most suitable sensational pictures from them.
The best men in dresses kept applauding and coaxing, and He Xiao was also among them, and his eyes seemed to be full of sincere blessings.
Sheng Xiaoyue lowered her head and wiped her uncontrollable tears. Han Zhenzhen smiled and took out the foundation to help her make up.
He Huaili looked forward with a happy expression, and did not forget to hand the tissue to his wife.
Chi Zhongyuan, whose eyes were red, clapped his hands heavily and took out a wrinkled piece of paper from his suit pocket, as if he was still holding the last time to review the speech, and secretly rubbed away the tears that did not match the image.
There are familiar or unfamiliar people everywhere on the lawn. Everyone can't ignore the unforgettable glory of today's protagonist.
In those who had seen Chi Xueyan, Chen Xinzhe stretched out his hand in front of him like a trumpet, shouting blessings, still with a very familiar and attentive appearance, and the gold chain around his neck swayed back and forth.
Ye Qing was no longer the dejected and gloomy of the night of the typhoon. He recovered his former spirit and clapped his hands solemnly for the lovers who were on a whim in the night of the rainstorm but completely changed their fate.
In the people who saw Chi Xueyan for the first time, Fang Shier's parents smiled and applauded, whispering head-to-ear, perhaps talking about the red-haired groom who had his son severely beaten.
Even the performance of the jazz band missed a few beats less obviously. The members of the brond-haired and blue-eyed band looked at each other, and the smiles on their faces were a little bit. In this country, which is famous for its subtle and introversion, it is rare to see such a bold and hot person.
The young people in charge of communicating with foreign bands also smiled, with pure envy behind the thick glasses, for the highly infectious freedom on the celebration platform.
On the shaded lawn, the camera lens moves smoothly, and the dedicated photographer records every second of happiness.
In all the extremely lively scenery, Chi Xueyan experienced the first flower throwing in her life, and seemed to look sideways at her partner in a good mood.
He called him affectionately, "Honey."
The next sentence is: "It's time to get it off."
He took the initiative to stretch out his hand and took He Qiao back to the crowd.
The most important step is finally over.
Next is the time for parents.
Chi Zhongyuan, who has a tough appearance, finally did not accidentally say his son's name wrong when speaking, but in the end, his eyes turned red involuntarily.
Then he cleared his throat and explained inadvertently, "The wind is blowing, not crying."
Han Zhenzhen looked away crying and laughing. Sheng Xiaoyue beside her had just put on her makeup and almost burst into tears of laughter.
Of course, the others laughed out loud.
It was the turn of the contrasting father to accept everyone's applause.
Ren Xuan, who was sitting below, couldn't help sighing, "I didn't expect Dr. Chi's father to have such a personality. It seems that he is more like his mother."
The little niece in her arms smiled and remembered what the dentist's brother said: "You must not have listened to Brother Yanyan's story that day. His father loves to cry and eat candy. He also cries when he has a toothache. He has more tears than me."
This is a story that many children who come to see the dentist have heard, plus a vivid and interesting live photo.
Ren Xuan:...
He suddenly sympathized with the handsome tough dad on the stage.
When all the important links were over, Wang Shaojing also took enough photos and wanted to select a few photos with the best atmosphere from them.
But when I opened the album and revisited it, I found that each one was very good.
Although Chi Xueyan's request was too strange, I have to say that after witnessing such a happy wedding with his own eyes, Wang Shaojing was really deeply moved.
So he gave up racking his brains to write the copywriting he was not good at.
A moment later, a Moments full of wedding photos was fresh.
[After thinking about it for a long time, I'm still not satisfied.]
[Let's use the blessing that I think is the most sensational.]
[We should always be together and never be separated!]
In the photo in the center, surrounded by roses and the coastline, a pair of newlyweds kissed passionately.
The groom, whos tie was grabbed by his lover, lowered his head slightly.
He seems to have the gentlest eyes in the world.
The blue sea in the back is sparkling, and the snow-white waves hit the shore, as if a bright fish tail returns to the sea.
Even the wind stopped here.
After the ceremony, there was a leisurely wedding banquet, and the guests chatted happily.
After completing the task, as soon as he relaxed, Chi Xueyan was sleepy.
He wants to sleep.
I was harmed by Chi Zhongyuan last night and almost didn't sleep. I slept a little in the lounge in the morning, but I didn't get enough sleep at all.
I had to drink some wine to cheer up.
Chi Xueyan picked up the champagne on the tray and casually asked He Qiao beside him, "Did your parents sleep well yesterday?"
He Qiao shook his head: "I don't know. I'm in my room."
According to what they know so far, Chi Xueyan guessed that Sheng Xiaoyue would have insomnia, and He Huaili should accompany her.
He Qiao seems to have a good rest.
...I don't know what his sleeping habits are.
They are going to move into a new house together tonight.
Although they have divided their own bedrooms before, they live in the same house after all.
For He Qiao, this is the best opportunity to move out and live in Mingzhengyan.
Chi Xueyan did not escape from the needs of his family, so he did not plan to live in a new home every day. He would often go back to his home and live with his parents as he did in the past.
He felt that He Qiao would also prefer to live alone in that house, so that he would not be interfered with by any outsiders.
But now that we are just married, we still have to get along with each other for a while.
It should be similar to the roommate, right?
Chi Xueyan thought so.
At night, the grand wedding, which lasted for a day, finally came to an end. The guests who left blessings and gifts left one by one, taking away many unforgettable memories.
Chi Xueyan, who stayed up until the end, finally breathed a sigh of relief after sitting in the car driving to the new home.
It is still the longer black luxury car that can soundproof the front and rear.
There was a faint smell of wine on his body.
This road is not alone, because the two mothers insist on sending their sons to the wedding room in person.
The group walked into the colorful and warm home in a lively manner.
In the conversation of the elders, Chi Xueyan glanced at the bedroom chosen for him that day, and then turned to the most spacious master bedroom.
A bouquet of roses symbolizing love is specially placed on the bed in the master bedroom.
Fortunately, I didn't spill the petals all over the bed, otherwise I would have to clean up.
He is so sleepy.
Chi Xueyan, who was tired, went straight to the bathroom as soon as he entered the room. Seeing this, his parents immediately got up and walked out of the door, talking very stiffly about today's dinner and tomorrow's weather.
He Qiao sent them out.
Tonight, the moon is thin, and the laughter remains in the air.
He Qiao stood alone outside the house and sat the vehicle go far away. It took a long time before he turned around.
The beautiful home is everywhere and quiet.
The sound of bathing in the master bedroom has disappeared, and the lights have been turned off.
It seems that there is no one in the room.
He Qiao stood outside the door of the master bedroom and hesitated for a moment.
His reflection was reflected in the decorative vase beside him.
He took off his suit earlier, but his tie had not been taken off. The first button of his shirt was not tied, and the bow tie was a little crooked.
It still maintains the appearance of being pulled loose by Chi Xueyan during the day.
I don't know how long it took, he turned the doorknob and gently pushed the door open.
The curtains forgot to be drawn, the rose lay on the chair, dotted with shirts stacked together, and the moonlight quietly covered the big bed.
There is no expected loss and relative speechlessness.
Chi Xueyan has fallen asleep.
He lay on the left side of the bed, not on his side. His posture seemed to be full of calmness and peace of mind, and his breathing was long.
The man standing at the door watched the scene in silence.
An idea suddenly came to his mind.
He Qiao thought that it was different from what he said at the beginning.
He sleeps very quietly.