During the whole process, Gong Zihua seemed to be possessed by a demon, with no expression on her face and dull eyes.
The pastor asked twice before he responded and said calmly: "I do."
The guests applauded with blessing.
Jing Jia and Ximen Longting sat in the front row, smiling and applauding.
The bouquet above the head was opened, and colorful ribbons were sprinkled down.
Gong Zihua raised his eyebrows, as if the memory of that period had been fast-forwarded. He was standing in front of the emcee for no apparent reason, getting married?
"The newlyweds can exchange rings..."
The voices of Chinese and English translators echoed in his ears.
Seeing that he didn't move, Lin Jiayi took the initiative to take out the ring and put it on for him.
Gong Zihua pursed her thin lips and put on the ring on her slender hand...
Tears flowed down instantly. Lin Jiayi flashed tears and covered her mouth with one hand. She was really married.
He's a fucking liar!
Gong Zihua frowned and glanced at the guest seats again.
Kicking open the door of the lounge, he walked to the terrace to catch his breath. He didn't want to deal with any of those guests, and he didn't want to pay attention to them!
Pulling hard on his tie, he stood on the second floor of the church and looked at the sights far and near, his vision somewhat blurry.
Just got married? Will he be a married man in the future?
The diamond ring on her finger shines brightly...
Gong Zihua was so stabbed that she narrowed her eyes and looked away.
What's the matter with that feeling of breathlessness in the heart?
Suddenly his eyes paused, and a small figure walked down the long stairs and walked alone under the shade of the tree.
Now all the guests are gathered in the church hall. There is no one else outside the church except the guards standing like pillars.
Hughes' figure just flickered and disappeared into the avenue.
Gong Zihua was not sure if he had misunderstood. This was the venue arranged by Jing Jiaren and it was heavily guarded. How could Gong Zihua get in without an invitation card?
His hallucination must be an hallucination!
But the body issues instructions faster than the brain...
He pressed against the window, looked at the grass below the second floor, climbed over the window sill and jumped down.
If he had jumped from the second floor instead of running downstairs that night, he might have caught that guy.
He regretted it over and over in his heart and vowed that if he had another chance, he would never be so stupid again.
Gong Zihua landed firmly on the ground, her body rolled with some grass clippings and mud.
His left foot twisted, but he seemed not to feel any pain and limped towards the tree-lined path.
After passing through the long path and leaving the church gate, you will find a busy street.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Mong Zihua's forehead. He rushed to the door and watched the traffic coming and going without any target.
Damn, he was really blind and saw things wrong. He is really crazy.
"Ache."
A clear and light voice.
Gong Zihua rested her hands on her knees and panted, her back suddenly stiffened, and she raised her head inch by inch.
Under the direct sunlight, little Hughes stood across the road and walked toward him with a smile: "Happy wedding..."
Mong Zihua's face was frozen, and before she could react, the speeding vehicle suddenly knocked her soft little body away.
Little Hughes flew out of a parabola and crashed onto the road, lying far away. Sparks erupted from his wreckage, and another speeding truck ran over him.
The spark of lightning only happens in an instant.
Few pedestrians on the roadside reacted... The few witnesses were all stunned to death.
Gong Zihua's body was as stiff as a sculpture, and her mind was blank.