The wedding banquet was going on very late.

Lu Xingwen's friends toasted one by one, and Lu Xingwen did not refuse. These people should be the ones with the best relationship in the circle. They came to Lu Xingwen's wedding sincerely, and they didn't know that they were fake marriages. Director Zhang drank all the wine in the cup, patted Lu Xingwen on the shoulder and said, "Old Lu, I really didn't expect that you are really married. My brother is here, and I, Lao Zhang, are not afraid that he will hear it. I have told you a long time ago, and you don't believe it! After all, it's a progress now!"

Fei Ke turned to see Lu Xingwen, afraid that Lu Xingwen would change his face, but Lu Xingwen smiled: "Don't talk nonsense in front of him."

That night, Lu Xingwen was impeccable when talking to everyone.

Even Lu Xingwen, a classmate who was with Fei Ke, could chat.

Lu Xingwen asked Fei Ke to introduce his three classmates and said sincerely: "He only invited you three. You must be your best friends. How can I not know you? I am still in the same city. After returning to China, we will contact you more and welcome you to come to play at home."

The boss and the others were all a little excited. Unexpectedly, the big actor was so kind and remembered the names of the three of them.

The actor talked to them about drinking and talking about Fei Ke’s incident when he was studying at school.

The boss and the others were drunk. The boss Xue Mingyang was a little excited and said, "We are all worried about Xiaoke giving up the opportunity to be admitted to the entertainment industry. His personality is not suitable for being in the entertainment industry at all. But we can't persuade him, and there is no way. When he said he wanted to marry you, we were all confused and thought he was lying to us. Now we are relieved. After seeing it with our own eyes, we all know that the Internet is lying to people."

Fei Ke smiled helplessly, thinking that Lu Xingwen could hear these words, but I don’t know how ironic it was.

The second son Li Zheran continued: "Xiaoke is very well-behaved, really well-behaved, and has a strong sense of family responsibility. He is not a parent, but I always feel that he has taken the responsibility of the whole family on his shoulders. He is very stubborn. Now someone is sharing the burden for him, so we are happy for him! Really!"

Fei Ke's eyes were red: "What are you saying..."

The third brother Huang Qin patted Fei Ke's shoulder.

Lu Xingwen raised his wine glass: "To you, to your friendship, to Dongming! Thank you for taking care of Xiaoke."

Fei Ke looked at Lu Xingwen and suspected that he had the talent to write scripts.

Everything he said was so right.

All night, his friends were everywhere, and no one had any doubts.

Feng Jie also looked at Lu Xingwen, secretly walked to Fei Ke's side, and whispered: "Look at him, don't drink too much."

Fei Ke smiled bitterly: "I can't hold it."

Feng Jie was anxious: "I can't hold it anymore."

The wedding banquet ended after ten o'clock.

Lu Xingwen was still a little drunk and walked swayingly. But he closed his mouth tightly and knew that he could not speak nonsense.

Feng Jie called Liang Hua and accompanied them back to the villa.

The stylist followed them, took off their makeup, packed their dresses before leaving. Fei Ke saw that it was already past eleven o'clock. He took his pajamas and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came out of the bathroom, the headlights in the living room had been turned off by Liang Hua, leaving only a few wall lights.

Lu Xingwen was wearing a black silk nightgown, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the starry sky and the sea in the distance. The floor-to-ceiling window was open, and the slightly salty sea breeze blew into the room, blew the black nightgown behind Lu Xingwen, like the king's robe.

It was like a crow in the dark night flying behind the king.

Fei Ke even breathed silent.

At this time, Lu Xingwen was not the one Lu Xingwen at the wedding banquet.

He said to the sea and said loudly: "The world is a stage--"

The sound was clearer and more melodious. It was not a hysterical shout with all his might, but it was so bright that it hurt Fei Ke's eardrums.

That was the good voice and good breath that I exercised every day and never slacked off for more than ten years.

“——All men and women are just some actors,

They all end up,

There are times when you play."

Lu Xingwen was silent, as if he wanted to melt himself into the darkness, into the sea breeze, into the sound of waves.

During this silence, Lu Xingwen suddenly opened his hands and shouted in a flying posture toward the wind:

"The final game of this weird and eventful history,

It is a reappearance of childhood, a complete forgetting!”

Fei Ke was startled. His first reaction was that he was afraid that Lu Xingwen would rush to the sea like this, so he went forward without thinking and pulled the glass door "slap" and almost clamped his hand.

Lu Xingwen looked at him, without saying a word, walked back to the center of the living room in the dim light of the wall light and poured himself a glass of water.

He is not the Lu Xingwen who greets people with a smile during the day.

Fei Ke's heart seemed to be tightened by a hand. He pressed against the wall and moved carefully towards his room.

At this moment, Lu Xingwen looked a little like a dangerous person in the dark night, depressing and gloomy.

Fei Ke knew it, and knew very clearly that this was the real Lu Xingwen.

"You don't think--"

Lu Xingwen suddenly spoke, frightened Fei Ke.

“—Is Shakespeare well written?”

"I..." Fei Ke thought about it and said to the truth, "I haven't read Shakespeare."

"Huh?" Lu Xingwen held a water cup in one hand and put the other in his pocket in his nightgown. He stood in the center of the dim living room, looking at Fei Ke who was close to the wall, "I can lend it to you to read it."

Fei Ke thought that there was no need to thank him. He was not interested in Shakespeare and he couldn't continue to lend it to him. But he thought that it would be better not to say that at this moment.

Lu Xingwen seemed to see his embarrassment and said, "Shakespeare's script is not difficult than advanced mathematics, right?"

Fei Ke thought about it, but still couldn't help but tell him: "We don't learn advanced mathematics."

"Why?" Lu Xingwen sat on the sofa with a cup in his hand, "Aren't you from the mathematics department?"

"High mathematics... is relatively simple, you can only learn this course without a mathematics major." Fei Ke said, curious about what Lu Xingwen talked to him about this.

Lu Xingwen: "..."

"Hahahaha!" Lu Xingwen suddenly burst into laughter and frightened Fei Ke again.

After returning to the villa after the wedding banquet, Fei Ke has been frightened by Lu Xingwen several times.

Now it was a mystery and suddenly burst into laughter.

"It's funny! It's funny!" Lu Xingwen stopped and said coldly as if he was reciting the lines. "No one of the guests today, both of you, the families of both of you, found that all this was fake. The difference between us was so huge. You don't understand Shakespeare, and I don't understand mathematics, but they firmly believe that we can become each other's lifelong companions."

Fei Ke was stunned.

They believe that it wasn't because you lied to them? You acted so well.

"'The world is a stage', Shakespeare is right, and we are just actors in it. We must act in front of the camera without the camera! For the sake of others' judgment, for the benefit, for all these empty things." Lu Xingwen's face was as white as porcelain in the dark, his lips were as red as roses, and his black silk nightgown merged into the darkness.

He is like a breathtakingly handsome vampire.

"No matter how hard I work or how hard I work, it's useless. What's the use of having a work? What's the use of winning a prize? What's the use of having money? People still have to point fingers at you and judge your private life!"

Lu Xingwen probably really drank too much, and the words he didn't dare to say in front of everyone were now pouring out like a waterfall to give Fei Ke.

"Even when you are in love, you must be careful. I don't know when the people you have dated, the people who were once deeply in love, will betray you in a blink of an eye."

Lu Xingwen lowered his head, like a defeated knight.

"Yu Yun... I chased me for almost a year before I promised him to try it. He was so happy when he heard the three words "try it". In the end, such a person would still stab me for the sake of profit. You said--"

Lu Xingwen raised his head, and his ink-like bangs fell on his smooth forehead.

"Who else can I trust?"

For a second, Fei Ke felt heartbroken.

This may be the talent of good actors. Their emotions are very strong, and their expression can penetrate people's hearts. In that second, Fei Ke fully realized Lu Xingwen's sadness and depression, and felt heartbroken for him.

"It's fine."

Fei Ke walked over slowly, squatted in front of him, and looked into his eyes.

"In a few months, this matter will be forgotten by everyone."

"A year later, no one talked about it again. Do you still remember the big incident in the entertainment industry a year ago?"

"Where are you?" Lu Xingwen asked, "What will you do after three years? You may be surrounded by overwhelming media, and everyone will grab you and find out why we divorced. And it is very likely that it will be blamed on you. What will you bear at that time? Have you ever thought about it?"

Fei Ke never thought about it because he had no choice.

Fei Kekuhi: "It's not harder than having no money."

It wouldn't be more difficult than when you have only one hundred yuan on your body, you can get a stranger's high-end suit, you don't have money to pay for it or give it to wash it?

"After three years, I signed the divorce agreement, you are still you, I am still me, and all this will pass."

The author has something to say: I finally finished the super long wedding. I like this chapter very much, although it feels strange? There are also a few places I have modified before and forgot to tell you that one is the Mango TV station to the pineapple TV station, and the other is the Three Million TV station to one million. So, it is still called a sweet cake if it is mixed with a little sour sugar in the small cake? Can I choose the label like this? Because I think it is really not abusive, just eating sour sugar occasionally can refresh my mind!
Chapter completed!