The wedding march played melodiously, and the ceremony scene was a sea of happiness.
"I, Zhong Yiru, marry you, Gao Yuying, to be my wife. I welcome you into my life with the most sincere joy, so that we can become one and become one. I want to love you and be loyal to you.
Husband. Take care of you and help you. I promise to love you with the deepest love, care for you with the most complete heart, and take care of you with the most tenderness. I promise that your position in my life is the most important.
.I promise that I will lead our life into a life full of faith, hope and love. No matter what lies ahead is safe and smooth or threatening and dangerous, let us grow old together. On this holy day of marriage, in front of everyone, I say to you
Promise, I will always be a husband who loves you and is loyal to you."
A pledge of loyalty, as deep as the sea.
Xue Bing lowered her eyes slightly, hearing the male voice that haunted her but never belonged to her, and she felt mixed emotions in her heart.
Ten years, exactly ten years. From the day she met him, she knew that this day would eventually come. But she never thought that when this day actually came, she would feel so uncomfortable.
She knew Gao Zhenzhen's existence from the beginning, so she never asked for anything. By chance, after ten years, they have become very good friends. During these ten years, she carefully hid her emotions, which was very hard.
, but also very sweet. Because this is the only reason she can get close to him. Even if he never has her in his eyes. And her outlook on life does not allow her to do anything extraordinary. Zhenzhen is an innocent and kind-hearted woman.
The child is devoted to her, and she should not destroy her happiness.
All she can do today is the same as in the past ten years, only blessing!
In today's wedding, she is the bridesmaid. Perhaps this is also a different kind of relief!
The bride and groom completed their oaths to each other, and the officiant announced that the ceremony was complete.
It's over. It's really time to end now.
Although she has never had any extravagant wishes, there is still a kind of luck in her heart that should not be there, but from now on, there should be no more, because he is already someone else's husband!
Ten years is long enough, from when she was a young girl to now she has matured. In these ten years, she has been surrounded by suitors, but she has never responded to anyone. It's not that they are not good enough.
, but her heart can no longer tolerate other people.
Maybe it was just admiration at first, but as the years went by, her love for him grew day by day, as if it had penetrated deep into her bones, and she seemed to love him like air.
Thunderous applause rang out at the wedding ceremony, bringing her out of her wandering thoughts. She also applauded.
What are you still thinking about? If you think about it again, you will hurt others and yourself. So, stop thinking about it! From now on, she should learn to forget.
I took a glass of champagne from the waiter's hand, hoping that it was a glass of love-making water, and that after drinking it, I would forget all my worries.
"Drink less, you are the bridesmaid today, and you will have to fend off the bride's drinks later." A deep male voice fell in my ears.
He raised his eyes slightly and saw that it was today's best man, Xi Zichen.
The beautiful eyes flashed slightly, showing a bit of surprise and surprise.
Zhong Yiru and Xi Zichen were best friends, so she was very familiar with him, but Xi Zichen today actually made her feel a little strange.
As the best man, he wore a formal suit today, a handmade suit customized by Italy, which made him even more majestic. He rarely wore such formal clothes on weekdays. In her impression, he wore the kind of suit most often.
The short jacket is very casual and straightforward.
I have to admit that he is also a natural clothes hanger, but his handsomeness is different from Zhong Yiru's. Xi Zichen is a little less elegant, but a little more masculine, not too polite, but full of strength.
.
On the surface, he seems to be more cheerful and easier to get along with than Zhong Yiru, but after actually getting in contact with him, I realize that he is more difficult to approach than Zhong Yiru because he is more self-centered and willful.
At a young age, he is already a nationally renowned surgeon. Compared to his parents, his surgical skills can be said to be better than those of his parents. He is very famous. When he is unhappy, no matter how rich or powerful he is,
He is also very close to the people. He often does free clinics for grandparents in nursing homes without asking for anything, and he also spends his own money to support children in orphanages.
A man like Xi Zichen cannot be ignored at any time and place. Although he is only the best man today, it is precisely because of this that the girls whose dreams were shattered because of Zhong Yiru's marriage can still have something in their hearts.
The last glimmer of hope.
However, based on his understanding of Xi Zichen, those girls were destined to be in vain. Over the years, she had never seen him fall in love with any girl. There was also a time when he was even suspected of being Zhong Yiru.
His true love.
"Okay, I understand, thank you." Xue Bing narrowed her eyes slightly, avoiding Xi Zichen's piercing black pupils. His eyes were very bright, as if they had the power to penetrate people's hearts. She was afraid that he would see into her heart.
secret.
Xi Zichen's deep pupils narrowed slightly, and a mysterious color flashed across his face.
He took the champagne glass from her hand, and as if by accident, their fingers touched slightly.
Xue Bing quickly withdrew her hand in a slightly embarrassed manner, but the cold temperature on her fingertips could no longer be hidden.
In contrast, Xi Zichen's fingers were so warm, just like his person, passionate and bright.
As the most popular "god of surgery" at the moment, each of Xi Zichen's fingers is worth thousands of dollars. Some media once broke the news that an insurance company issued sky-high insurance for his ten fingers.
Festival is as high as 100,000 US dollars!
When she heard that astronomical figure, she was shocked. But when she thought about it, it was actually not an exaggeration. His hands were born for the scalpel, and so many lives had been saved under his knife.
Life cannot be measured by money.
Really, if she hadn't known him well and just looked at his appearance, she would never have imagined that the domineering Xi Zichen could actually be a doctor with skillful hands and benevolent heart.
In comparison, Zhong Yiru is more like him. He is knowledgeable and gentle.
Thinking of her sweetheart, a warm tone flashed in her quiet eyes.
But when Xi Zichen saw that warm color, his dark eyes suddenly tightened!