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At nine o'clock in the morning, the wedding officially began.

Due to the large number of guests present, the venue originally planned to be located on the coast was moved to an indoor venue with a higher view.

The venue is surrounded by transparent glass walls, through the glass you can see the distant blue sea spreading towards the sky, and the clear sky meets in the distance, sparkling golden light.

The emcee's platform was set up in the middle of the venue, and the curtain board behind it was fanned out; in front of the stage was a walkway leading to the flower gate.

The aisle and the emcee's platform are higher than the ground, and they are connected as a whole, covered with a thick layer of white petals, sacred and elegant under the sun.

Rong Yuheng stood under the flower gate at the entrance of the aisle.

He saw Wen Zizhang waiting in the middle of the emcee's platform, facing his direction, with a heroic figure and burning eyes.

Rong Yuheng's face was dyed with a thin layer of red, against the blue enchantress and white roses blooming on top of his head. Under the scorching blue and holy whiteness, his eyes were clear and moist, and his lips were red, making him look particularly moving.

Upon seeing this, all the giants in the audience whispered:

Wow, they really look like people when they let their son not talk!

Rong Congyan stood beside Rong Yuheng as his best man, his arms slightly raised.

Rong Yuheng took a deep breath and put his hand on his elbow.

"Nervous?" Rong Congyan asked in a low voice.

Rong Yuheng pursed his mouth and gave a soft "um".

Although the rehearsal was done before, it was only a rough cut, and many detailed steps were not carried out.

Rong Yuheng is still a little nervous at this moment——

If the silk they pull is not strong enough, will it affect the quality of the entire wedding?

Rong Congyan still doesn't know what his brother is worried about, so he warmly relieved, "If you are really nervous, then leave it to me."

Rong Yuheng's eyes were subtle in an instant, "Are you going to get married?"

"...I mean take you there, little idiot."

Clang, clang, clang...

The bronze bell on the top of the curtain rang three times, announcing the ceremony.

Rong Yuheng held Rong Congyan's elbows and stepped onto the walkway covered with white petals.

Just after two steps, he suddenly felt a breeze blowing against the ground.

Before I had time to think about why there was wind in the room, I saw that the petals under my feet suddenly pushed forward from the place where they walked like a tide...

Throwing lightly into the air, like waves, suddenly fluttered and landed slowly.

The glass walkway hidden underneath gradually emerged:

I saw that the originally hollow walkway was filled with water, and a group of colorful ornamental fish swimming on both sides of the walkway.

Layers of water ripples under the feet, under the cover of the white petals, the golden and orange-red tumbling alternately, there are also a few fluorescent blues, the color is surprisingly beautiful.

Rong Yuheng stagnated, then suddenly raised his head to look at Wen Zezong——

After a distance of ten meters, their eyes met in mid-air.

Wen Zizhang was nervous and excited, looking at him expectantly, the brilliance in his dark pupils flickering, as if he was asking for credit.

The words of that day came to his mind:

"I'm thinking about how to make a little surprise for you."

Rong Yuheng's eyes were a little hot suddenly... He should have thought that Wen Zezhen never just talked about it.

The soreness in the chest seemed to overflow the bottleneck and spread all over the floor.

The surrounding voices and background gradually blurred, and only Wen Zezong was clearly reflected in the center of the field of vision.

A slight force suddenly came from his hand, pulling Rong Yuheng's floating thoughts back to reality. He turned his head to look at Rong Congyan, who motioned to him: The wedding is still going on.

Rong Yuheng pursed his lips, slowly calmed down his fluctuating mood, and took Rong Congyan's arm and walked forward.

As they moved forward, the petals were pushed away by the breeze layer by layer, and the ornamental fish under the glass stage seemed to line up, all rushing to the emcee's platform from the clusters under the flower gate.

They strayed on both sides of the aisle, like a special guide, taking Rong Yuheng step by step to where he belongs...

When Rong Yuheng walked to Wen Zezheng, all the petals on the emcee's stage had been blown away.

Schools of ornamental fish swam under the feet of the two, and a golden-red wave turned up on the blue bottom.

Rong Yuheng faced Wen Zezong at close range, his eyes moist, "How did you think of doing this..."

"Do you like it?" Wen Zezheng's eyes were focused and sincere, and his love could hardly be hidden. "This means that I have you for the rest of my life."

Wen Zexang's love words have always been singular, and even the phrase "I have you for the rest of my life" is not creative enough. But Rong Yuheng understood that Wen Zezheng's thoughts were hidden behind this single love sentence. He crushed the love that he had never resorted to in the mouth between the petals of the land, and replaced it with Fanghualuo. Accompanying the rest of his life after his death.

Rong Congyan stood beside Rong Yuheng. He looked at Wen Zezhen, his nose was a bit sore, and he couldn't tell what it felt like.

The little scallop he had been petting from childhood to big was snatched away by another man. The point is that he still had difficulty telling his refusal.

After a while, Rong Congyan took Rong Yuheng's hand and said to Wen Zexong, "You have to love him well."

Wen Zezong's look was unprecedentedly serious, "I will."

Rong Yuheng's hand was placed in Wen Zezong's palm.

At this moment, it seemed that a ritual had been concluded between the two of them, and the heat went from the hands of the two to the limbs, and finally converged to the heart.

Hot and piping hot.

There was a wave of applause from the audience, and the golden sunlight above the head reflected through the glass on the faces of Wen Zezheng and Rong Yuheng, and fell into the eyes of the two, soft and bright.

...

The warm atmosphere lasted for four or five seconds, and then came to an end.

Rong Yuheng and Wen Zezheng looked at each other affectionately, and suddenly a bunch of walking bouquets appeared in the Yu Guangzhong.

Rong Yuheng's eyes condensed before turning his head slowly.

After his eyes focused, he realized that it was not a walking bouquet, but a walking Xunguang holding the bouquet. But because the bouquet is too big to block Xunguang's upper body, Xunguang's skirt is like a bouquet base, and the whole person and the bouquet are integrated!

Rong Yuheng & Wen Zexong, "..."

Zuan's base squeezed up against them with restraint, and sprinted up: Get the flowers!

Rong Yuheng's face twisted, Poke!

Wen Zezheng took the bouquet, turned his head and handed it to Rong Yuheng's arms, "Rong Rong, please marry me...Fuha,"

"..."

Rong Yuheng took a deep look at Wen Zexang—it turns out that you also think Xunguang is like the base of a bouquet. And didn't hold back a laugh!

Fortunately, the head of the emcee can be regarded as a normal person, without too many unreasonable associations. He has a steady voice and a high-pitched tone, "Please the bridegroom exchange rings!"

Rong Yuheng's emotions at this moment have been separated from the warmth and romance and returned to the usual level.

He put on a ring while Wen Zezhen bowed his head and whispered, "Why does he only say a ‘groom’? It sounds like a personal wedding of a narcissus."

Wen Zizhang simply joined the chat while wearing the ring, "because saying the'groom' twice will make him look like a stammer."

Rong Yuheng, "Then he can say Xin Da Lang, Xin Er Lang."

"..." Wen Zezhen shook his hand and almost couldn't hold the ring firmly.

No, he didn't want to be a Dalang.

He put the ring on Rong Yuheng's white and beautiful knuckles, and ended the topic with false praise, "Not everyone is as literate as you."

Rong Yuheng felt comfortable physically and mentally, and he put a ring on Wen Zezheng back, saying shamelessly, "Yes."

"..."

The emcee on the side didn’t know that the two were whispering to him while wearing the ring, and he continued to preside in accordance with the process.

"Next-please swear an oath in the name of love, are you willing to become partners with each other?"

"I do."

"I am willing too."

"No matter good times or bad times, wealth or poverty, health or disease, are you willing to be with you for life, never leave it, until forever?"

Wen Zezhen raised Rong Yuheng's hand and dropped a kiss on the back of his hand, "Of course."

Rong Yuheng glanced at the lip print on the back of his hand that Wen Zezhang took off his make-up, and his thoughts were in a trance, "...Me too."

master of ceremonies,"……"

He tried to ignore the new couple’s sense of distraction, and dutifully followed the process to push the wedding to a climax, "Please the bridegroom exchange a kiss—"

There was a roar in the audience instantly:

"Ohhhhh!!!"

"Tongue kiss, tongue kiss! It's a man who kisses him until he breathes!"

"Hurry up, I want to listen to the sound of the water!"

When Rong Yuheng heard the words, a loving and doting smile appeared on his face...satisfying you.

They have prepared a visual feast in advance to entertain guests from afar.

Not waiting for Wen Zezhen to hold Rong Yuheng's face and lower his head to kiss, the latter first hooked his neck and pouted his mouth and pasted it——

The lips are close to the lips, the tongue moves flexibly, and the water is stained.

The screaming and roaring in the audience suddenly became more violent:

"Ahhhhh, it's really a tongue kiss!"

"Fuck you, Teacher Wen's tongue kiss, does he have such a hot side?"

"Rong Goose is great, attack him!"

...

However, everyone in the audience was only excited and frantic for less than half a minute, and found that the mouth movements of the couple on the stage gradually changed...

It's like, what is being extracted.

Su Yu, who has experienced many battles, brows inexplicably. Before he could ring the alarm, he saw a familiar light flashing in his vision——

Especially today, the sun is just right, and the silver thread that has been tempered through the "City-Choice" is pulling a thin winding line in the air, with a beautiful arc and crystal clear eyes.

The ambiguous roar of the crowd stopped abruptly,

The whole audience was shocked by the sticky and flexible filaments! !

In particular, Rong Congyan and Xun Guang, who are closest to the two principals, were attached to each other almost instantly, transmitting strength to each other and being closely dependent on each other!

Rong Yuheng and Wen Zezong finished the silk drawing narcissistically, and they also consciously reclaimed them.

The two of them were so excited that their cheeks were flushing. They looked at the already sluggish people off the court and smiled, "Let everyone laugh."

In the silence for a moment, only the panic breathing of the emcee spread through the microphone layer in the air... For a long while, his tail trembling, complimented against his will.

"The two are really a pair of people, made in heaven!"

Wen Zezheng and Rong Yuheng smiled at each other, and the air filled with sweetness.

...

The whole process of the wedding is here.

Rong Yuheng was about to wait for the master of ceremonies to announce the end of the wedding ceremony, but was suddenly held by Wen Zezheng and took a few steps to the front of the stage.

Rong Yuheng, "?"

Wen Zezhen supported his waist, turned the person around, and faced the screen behind him.

The background of the blue sky and blue sea on the screen flashed, turning into a black background, and a line of luminous white characters slowly appeared on it, which turned out to be a segment vcr.

The white characters at the beginning of it read:

"What you don't know, all my love for you."