Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, May 19th, on the eve of the wedding, everything is ready, just waiting for the formal ceremony tomorrow, and the two are legal and reasonable couples.

This was a sleepless night for Miaomiao. Two days ago, she returned to her hometown in Beicheng and was about to marry. According to the customs here, the bride and groom could not meet the day before marriage. She lay alone on the empty big bed, her familiar arms and warmth no longer had her hand habitually stretched out and only hugged her a handful of air. Some inexplicable emotions came up.

A trace of soft and bitterness emanates from the heart.

She will get married tomorrow. She is no longer just her only daughter, the beloved granddaughter of the Xie family. From then on, she has another new identity. Mrs. Huo, as Huo Siyan's wife, will be a mother in the future. She has a heavy responsibility and her life seems to have become another.

It was also strange that I didn’t feel so sentimental when I got the certificate. Miaomiao sniffed, turned around, and rubbed the pillow in her arms.

In fact, as long as I think about the next road being with Hosyan, the uneasiness and confusion that lingers in my heart fade a lot. Her courage and motivation have always been his, direction, and also him. But before, I looked up, but now I have become a hand in hand with him.

This is her dream of being a girl.

Miaomiao turned over again, stared at the ceiling, recalling the little things they had since met, the heartbeat when they first started to fall in love, the sadness when they separated, the intensity of life and death, and the sweetness flowed over and over again. As she thought about it, she seemed to have passed the first half of her life in her heart.

Don't be afraid of anything, he will be there in the future.

It was late at night, and only the insects were singing tirelessly. The moonlight was like water, reflecting the reflection of a tall camphor tree outside the window on the window. Miaomiao was not sleepy yet. I thought Hosyan should have tossed and turned like her, and his phone was placed at the head of the bed. She picked it up and pressed the screen to see it. It was 1:23.

After hesitating for a while, she called Hosyan, and the other side was connected almost immediately.

No one spoke first.

The silent words are the words, and the breathing and heartbeat of each other have already tacitly adjusted to the same frequency and are silently conversing.

Miaomiao's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her red lips relaxed. She asked softly: "Mr. Huo Siyan, would you like to marry Miss Xie An Miaomiao as your wife and love her for the rest of your life?"

The man's low voice firmly entered her ears: "I do."

She laughed happily, and a thin layer of redness on her white skin, and her ears became hot. She heard him ask solemnly: "Miss Xie An Miaomiao, are you willing to marry Huo Siyan for the rest of your life, and never leave him?"

Miaomiao responded softly: "I do."

I do.

As long as it is you, tens of millions of them are willing.

This is the oath they privately told to each other, which was a practice in advance. Miaomiao remembered the words he left on the wall on the roof of the experimental building of Hongcheng Middle School: "Didn't it meant to be born for generations?"

I thought again that in this life she is Xie An Miaomiao and Huo Siyan. If she really had a next life, who would know what their names would be? His words seemed to be without logical errors.

A low laugh came from over there, and it sounded so extreme that it was pampered: "I will only say it once in my life. I will tell you my vow next time, I will tell you in the next life."

Miaomiao's eyes suddenly became hot: "...Okay."

But I haven't seen each other for a day, and I want to say a lot, but it's too late and I have to get up early again. I still have to be busy during the day, so Hosyan asked her to go to bed quickly. Miaomiao sighed as if nothing had happened: "I can't sleep if you are not by your side."

"Me too."

Miaomiao's heart was already soft. She continued to chat, but she was afraid that she would not want to sleep at dawn. She got up and turned off the light: "I'm going to sleep."

Tomorrow, oh no, it's today, she must be a beautiful bride.

"Good night."

"Good night." Miaomiao leaned over, pouted her lips, and said with a "pop", "Mumo da."

The call ends.

She put her cell phone down and closed her eyes to make her sleepy.

Downstairs, the lights were still on in the room of Xie Qiming and An Rongzhen, and the couple was lying on the bed and talking. The more Xie Qiming thought about it, the more he felt his heart was empty and had nowhere to rest. He choked and said, "Wife, our daughter is going to get married."

An Rongzhen was also full of emotion: "Yes."

"I can't bear to leave her." Xie Qiming seemed to have been dug out the most precious flesh on his heart. He raised his hand to cover his wet eyes, "I can't bear to leave..."

An Rongzhen said with a funny look: "What else can you do if you are reluctant to let go? Don't you marry?"

In fact, she felt quite uncomfortable, and she was afraid that two people who were over 100 years old could only hug each other and cried together.

Xie Qiming became even more depressed when he heard his wife's joke.

An Rongzhen took a deep breath and comforted him: "Think about what you said before. If you have time on weekends, let them go home. Isn't these multiple sons-in-law equivalent to having an extra son? Think about your little grandson or granddaughter..."

Otherwise, what if we talk about couples for many years, this really touched Xie Qiming's heart. He laughed and said, "I have a premonition that our family will definitely be able to produce a Go master in the future!"

"Yes, yes." An Rongzhen responded repeatedly, "It's getting late, go to bed."

The night became deeper and deeper, and the entire Xie family house was immersed in a peaceful and festive state.

It was dawn.

Miaomiao was sleeping well and could vaguely hear the sound of roosters crowing. Then the alarm clock rang. She sat up from the bed with her hair disheveled, pressed the alarm clock, and stretched.

The lights were on in each room one after another. The bridesmaid group lived at home last night. They got up earlier than Miaomiao, washed up in an orderly manner, changed into bridesmaid dresses, put on makeup, and then came to Miaomiao's room to watch the professional makeup artist put on her makeup.

Miaomiao asked: "Where to win?"

Hua Rou and Yao Chunxiao spread their hands and shrugged their shoulders.

Xiao Qiao smiled mysteriously: "She is still fighting with the dress. She said she hasn't worn women's clothing for too many years, so it's awkward."

Hua Rou repeated Long Yingying's original words: "You are so damn, you can't walk easily, just like you're not wearing any clothes."

Miaomiao smiled.

There were all girls in the room, so I didn’t care so much when I talked. Xiao Qiao said, “I found her a sponge pad, but she refused to use it.”

Long Yingying is sick all year round, so naturally he can't get much flesh on his body. He is thin and tall. When wearing men's clothing, he almost acts like a real thing.

"It's true," Hua Rou continued, "I thought she was a beautiful boy at first sight."

My heart couldn't help but thump twice.

result……

"Wow!" Yao Chunxiao suddenly exclaimed in wonder.

"Wow!!" Hua Rou jumped up excitedly and screamed.

Xiao Qiao also covered her mouth: "God...ah!"

Miaomiao held down the makeup artist's hand that helped her to put her false eyelashes on, and signaled the other party to stop. She looked at the door, her black eyes widened and her smile bloomed, and even the makeup artist couldn't blink.

Long Yingying came in with the hem of the skirt. The bridesmaid dress was originally a strapless style. She found a white gauze shawl from somewhere to cover her exposed shoulders. Her short hair had not been combed yet, and she was slightly raised, but she had a messy beauty.

Her facial features are already good-looking. The soft and light purple color not only does not damage her masculine temperament, but also makes her look handsome and heroic. If she really wants to describe it in one word, she is handsome.

However, Long Yingying felt a little uncomfortable when he was looked at by so many gazes. She closed her shawl: "I know I am very handsome, but you are not as cute as a flower slut."

"I'm so handsome, okay?" Hua Rou held her face, "My girl who has been sleeping for many years is about to be resurrected!"

Long Yingying lifted his hair: "I won't make lily, thank you."

Xiao Qiao couldn't wait to take out her cell phone: "Little brother, let's take a photo."

Yao Chunxiao raised his hand: "I want it too, I want it too!"

It was already the limit for Long Yingying to appear in front of people in this dress. How could he still take pictures of them? The four of them were smiling, joking, and chasing in the room. Miaomiao saw Long Yingying walking towards him in the mirror and standing behind her.

"I know you are very touched." Long Yingying said, "I won't say much, I will only ask you, you must agree to me."

He said so seriously, Miaomiao thought it was something important, but who knew she said, "I won't wear high heels."

The makeup artist was wearing makeup, and Miaomiao couldn't laugh: "Okay."

Long Yingying breathed a sigh of relief with relief.

Here, Hosyan also started to act.

The huge wedding car set off from Jingye Hotel in turn, and circled half of the northern city. Firecrackers rang out from the entrance of the town to the front of the Xie family. In and outside the town, almost everyone inside and outside the town knew that the only granddaughter of the Xie family was going to get married today.

"The groom is here to pick up the bride!"

Huo Siyan walked in the middle, with his best man Zhou Fengyu, Tong Fang, and Wu Feihe talked about the stars following him like a moon. The group successfully entered the house. Miaomiao's eight cousins ​​were greeted. The posture he showed was not simple at first glance. It was both Wenguan and Wuguan. The red envelope rain prepared in his pocket could not be scattered. The best man tried his best but... he still... could not pass.

Fortunately, the eight cousins ​​did not continue to make things difficult for Hosyan, and each of them said a few words and let him go.

Huo Siyan went up to the second floor and was stopped by the bridesmaids at the entrance of the stairs. Zhou Fengyu handed the red envelope with a tactful and said a lot of good things with a smile, successfully conquering Yao Chunxiao, who had the weakest resistance.

Hua Rou received the red envelope and still blocked it. She picked Wu Fei, the finest skinny and tenderest among the best man: "You do sixty-six push-ups."

Wu Fei lowered his body without saying a word and immediately started to do it. Tan counted for him today: "One... sixty-five, sixty-six, OK, it's done!"

Hua Rou passed the level of the throne, and then Xiao Qiao. Before she could speak, Zhou Fengyu pushed Tong Fang to her: "Hold me."

Tong stretched out his hand and circled his girlfriend in his arms: "No problem."

"Hey—" Hua Rou shouted, "How could you do that!"

Tan said that she handed her a stack of red envelopes today, and Hua Rou happily took them: "This is almost the same."

The last level is Dragon Winning.

Zhou Fengyu has been in love for many years, and he can tell at a glance that this is a character that is not easy to mess with. It is commonly known as the ultimate **oss, which is not bad and very challenging. He decided to use the momentum of passing five levels and killing six generals to compete with her. Who would have thought that he didn't even look at him and looked directly at Huo Siyan.

"As Miaomiao's sister, I have only one requirement." Long Yingying said, "From now on, I hope that all the tears related to you will be shed for happiness and joy. Can you do it?"

The surroundings became quiet in an instant.

Hosyan's face was full of seriousness and nodded solemnly: "I can do it in my lifetime."

"Okay." Long Yingying heard the deep meaning behind "Life Years". She smiled, turned around, and opened the door for him personally, "I hope you keep your promise."

Hosyan stepped into the room with a long leg, and the others were stunned for a while before they reacted and rushed in.

Miaomiao, wearing a wedding dress, sat on the bed with dark hair and snowy skin, red lips and white teeth, and a look of shame. She was so beautiful that she was extremely beautiful. Her clear eyes were sweet smiles, and she looked at her eyes, and her expression was unconcealed.

The man was wearing a black formal outfit, a crisp and flat white shirt underneath, a bow tie, and a corsage on his chest that was the same as the bride's bouquet. Miaomiao also noticed that the short hair on his forehead was combed, with shiny gold powder between his hair, which set off a clear smile on his eyes, and he looked unparalleled.

The warm sunshine filled the entire room.

He walked towards her step by step against the light.

Time froze in an instant, as if I was back ten years ago, the handsome boy walked towards her from outside the classroom.

Miaomiao smiled brightly and her eyes were as bright as stars: "You are here."
Chapter completed!