Whenever I can only look at your cold side face, I can always think of the scene when you picked me up from the orphanage when I was sixteen years old. Why was the sunshine so warm at that time?
——Wen Yinuo tightened his arms and held the wedding dress in his arms tighter. Yinuo had been lingering outside the door for five minutes, wondering whether he should knock on the door.
People say that a woman who is about to get married is the happiest. However, except when she dreamed back at midnight and knew that she was about to become Mu Ziye's bride, Yinuo no longer felt happy.
From the day she learned that Mu Yihua's will was for Mu Ziye to marry her, Mu Ziye's face, which was already cold, became even more ugly.
Yinuo, who once wanted to stop all this, fought alone, was weak, and was unable to save his life. Mu Ziye's sister Mu Zixin's various difficulties and sarcastic remarks alone made Yinuo breathless.
I especially remember that day, when I said to Mu Ziye, "Brother Ziye, if you don't want to, we don't have to get married." The coldness in Mu Ziye's expression shone, and Mu Zixin held a gun and a stick next to him: "Midye."
, how about this kind of person, it is better to feed a dog than to feed this kind of person for 6 years in vain. She doesn’t want to marry you, she wants the shares of the Mu family. "
Yinuo was a little anxious and grabbed Mu Ziye's arm, "Brother Ziye, that's not what I meant. I don't want anything from the Mu family. I just don't want you to be in trouble."
"Pa", my hand hurt, and I let go of my hand reflexively. Looking down, I saw that my hand was already red.
Mu Zixin took his hand back and shouted sternly: "Don't touch my brother! It's dirty his arm! Wen Yinuo, do you want it? If you don't want it, how can the old man's will be like this? If Ziye doesn't marry you, he will be
Half of the Mu family's shares are transferred to your name? Oh, now that I can get the shares, you won't let my brother marry you, right? Who used to be shameless and follow Ziye every day, 'Brother Ziye'?
Brother Ziye, is it short?"
Holding the red hand, Mu Zixin made a move, and it turned out that he had used all his strength.
Yinuo shook his head and defended weakly: "Sister Zixin, believe me, I really don't have this intention. If Brother Ziye doesn't want to marry me, I don't have to marry him, and I won't ask for the Mu family's shares.
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"Bah! Who knows if you will turn your back on me? If you say no today, you might take us to court tomorrow!"
"Sister Zixin, I..."
"That's enough!" An angry shout interrupted Yinuo's words. Mu Ziye sat on the sofa and said coldly, "Get ready for the wedding," then said nothing more and picked up the newspaper at hand.
Thinking of this, the arms holding the wedding dress couldn't help but tighten again.
From the beginning of planning the wedding, Mu Ziye had never had a hand in it, but the wedding dress she chose today, she always wanted to share with him.
Taking courage, Yinuo reached out and knocked on Mu Ziye's door.
"Come in." A cold voice came from the room.
After taking courage again, he reached out and pushed the door open.
There was only one desk lamp turned on in the room, and the light was dim, but it could not cover up the cold light coming from Mu Ziye's angular cheeks.
The smoke held between his two fingers released wisps of white air, stretching his slender fingers even further.
Yinuo walked in quietly, turned around and closed the door, "Brother Ziye, this is the wedding dress I chose today. I want you to take a look."
He paused for a few seconds, but did not wait for Mu Ziye's reply. He lowered his head and glanced at the wedding dress, "Brother Ziye, I..."
"Who gave you permission to bother me with something like this?"
Yinuo was a little stunned by this question and didn't know how to answer, so he could only say calmly: "Brother Ziye, I just want you to take a look at this wedding dress to see if you are satisfied with it."
The lowered head has never been raised.
Putting out the cigarette in his hand, Mu Ziye stared at the computer screen and said coldly: "Get out."
There was no anger in his tone, it was extremely cold, but still intimidating.
Without saying anything more, Yinuo turned around and walked out.
It seems that I came at the wrong time.
Even if the time is right, his attitude will be like this, and he can't help but laugh at himself.
"etc."
After hearing Mu Ziye's order, Yinuo stopped hesitantly and looked back at him.
The cold and deep voice sounded again: "Since we are getting married, from now on, take back the word 'brother'!"
For a moment, the air around me seemed to have stopped flowing.
Yinuo nodded silently and exited Mu Ziye's room.
I have called him "Brother Ziye" for twelve years, well, twelve years. That's what I called him when I first met him.
The first time they met, she was scared out of her mind on the tree. He told her not to be afraid under the tree. Unexpectedly, she was really not afraid anymore due to his comfort. According to Mu Ziye's teachings, she successfully escaped from the tree.
Climbed up and down.
That time, that time, he became the angel living in her heart.
Sitting on the bed in the room, next to her was a wedding dress carefully selected by Yinuo.
He stretched out his hand and stroked it gently, as if he could already see himself holding Mu Ziye's arm, walking on the green lawn.
That picture must be beautiful.
Mu Ziye refused to take wedding photos with her, so Yinuo had no choice but to give the camera to the Mu family's nanny, Sister Li, in the morning, and taught her how to use it so that she could take a photo at the wedding venue.
A photo of the two of them.
Their wedding was two days away. Mu Ziye said he didn't want to make it too much trouble, so the wedding was held in the backyard of the Mu family villa.
This is Mu Ziye's wedding. It should be a grand and grand affair. Perhaps because the bride is not expected now, everything is kept simple.
She lay down slowly, still groping for her wedding dress in her hands, and just like that, holding the wedding dress, Yinuo fell asleep.
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