When you put on a suit and become someone else's groom, I keep silent about the madness I used to be.

It is still your original dream to wear a wedding dress and become someone else's bride.

The deep and vast days passed faster than I thought. In a blink of an eye, half a year passed.

As always, Yakang's work has not changed much. Lin Wangyuan's position as sales manager has not increased or decreased. The only difference is that his mentality has undergone earth-shaking changes. Since that class reunion, he has seen a lot of things. In addition, Fang Baoyi's appearance has changed a lot.

Speaking of Fang Baoyi, although Lin Wangyuan is not a substitute for anyone, he always regards her as Han Juan invisibly.

Returning to Shenguang from Tiancheng, Fang Baoyi never missed his life again. The only big red house belonged to her. Of course, this does not mean living together. At least they are just the identity of a roommate in the shared rental. No one is willing to speak first in the thoughts hidden in his heart.

But the relationship heated up sharply, and in addition to work, the lives of the two finally increased a little more adjustment.

From beautiful mountains and rivers to amusement parks, from scenic spots and historical sites to cinemas, more and more traces were left in their mobile phones. Even the circle of friends began to interact. In the eyes of others, they were just couples, and many friends expressed their blessings.

Of course, this is not the most shocking thing. The news of the wedding is really scary.

Yes, it was just a flash marriage. After only half a year of getting to know each other, Lin Wangyuan took her home to meet her parents during the New Year. Fang Baoyi's family was also very satisfied with Lin Wangyuan. There was no need for matchmakers to match, and the parents of both sides hit it off and decided to make the marriage, and the day was within fifteen after the New Year.

If it were three years ago, Lin Wangyuan, who was in his prime, would never have thought that he would choose his other half so sloppy.

But three years have passed, all the edges and corners have long been erased, and what remains is just a little stubbornness after compromising life. Today, he is already twenty-eight years old, and Fang Baoyi is the same age as him. At this age, the little youth he had at that time had long been dissipated.

"When a girl misses love, she won't care who she will marry, because no one is as good as the lost boy. And after a boy gets lost, it doesn't matter who she will marry, because if it weren't for that girl, there would be no difference between who she will be with in the future!"

Someone asked Lin Wangyuan how he viewed the wedding, and the answer he gave was such an incomprehensible sentence.

The news of the wedding spread very quickly, and in a flash, almost all of her friends informed her. As for Fang Baoyi, after Lin Wangyuan proposed to her, she couldn't calm down. Sometimes she was happy and sometimes satisfied. She felt that she had gained happiness.

Several red invitations were placed in front of Lin Wangyuan, and the names of Wen Buhui, Yin Hao, Gong Yuhan and others were outlined.

He didn't know how to send these invitations, or he was the one he couldn't face the most. Not only Wen Buhui, but he said that Yin Hao was inseparable from his youth and past, and he was also the one who knew him the best. He really didn't know how to speak some of them.

There are a thousand thoughts in his mind, but what he can do in the end is just the only choice.

With his slender jade fingers, he picked up the invitation that Wen Buxuan, and finally, he made a cruel decision and directly tore it apart. As for Yin Hao's one, after thinking for a long time, he still dialed the familiar number.

"Brother Hao, I'm getting married!"

The bitter sound contains the flavors of life in life. Some things need to be done in the end.

......

In a bar in South China, countless figures swayed with the rhythm of lights and music.

At the corner of the bar, Wen Buhui was sitting there lonely, pouring the strong wine in her hand into her stomach one by one. She has always had extremely poor alcohol strength, and she poured the amount of one glass. But today she wanted to drink to relieve her sorrows, but she found that she was so rare to fall into intoxication.

Once drunk, she relieves her worries, but she is not drunk, and she is destined to lose her qualification to forget her worries.

A boy sat opposite him. If Lin Wangyuan was there, he would definitely find that this person was Gong Yuhan. However, compared to his previous sharpness, he was more mature and more steady at this moment. The years of imprisonment made him different.

The original ten-year sentence was sentenced to six years, but in the end, due to the good performance of labor reform and the usual performance was relatively outstanding.

Three days ago, he was successfully released from prison. This was originally a day worth celebrating, and even Wen Buxuan prepared many welcome activities for him. Unfortunately, a sudden news broke all the rhythm, so that for seventy-two hours, they almost spent almost all of this non-closing bar.

The amount of wine that I drank was probably more than Wen Buhui had drunk in recent years. Gong Yuhan didn't say much, and he knew that Wen Buhui was in pain.

"Lin Wangyuan, this dog guy, he promised me to take good care of you back then, and now he will marry someone else?" Gong Yuhan said viciously, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes, "I have asked the address of the wedding banquet. Give me a few days, and I will definitely tie him to you before the wedding!"

From beginning to end, he knew that Wen Buhui's love for Lin Wangyuan, especially the separation these days, made the longing and concern stronger.

If it is said that Wen Wu Hui is his disaster, then Lin Wangyuan is the disaster that Wen Wu Hui is his disaster.

"Stop, what do you want to do? What does my relationship with him and what qualifications do you have to stop his wedding? What identity do you have to tie him up!" Wen Buhui murmured with sadness, "The person you have lost really can't be found... He doesn't owe me anything, so why bother him again!"

"Are you really willing to give up like this? That's your favorite love!" Gong Yuhan asked hysterically.

"There is nothing to be reluctant to let go. In fact, I gave up five years ago, right?" Wen Buhui smiled bitterly. "Love is very important, but it should never be the whole of life... When I was young, I could be willing to sacrifice myself for love, but now, we can no longer choose selfishness just for love!"

"Yes, we can't be so selfish anymore. But for him, should you say goodbye to him?" Gong Yuhan said in a deep voice, "From South China University to the present, you have been so stubborn. No matter whether you choose to separate or want to stay, no one is willing to speak first. Isn't this also a kind of selfishness?"

Hearing this, Wen Buhui's mind trembled and his eyes trembled.

"Maybe we've been wrong all these years!" She murmured in a low voice, and she took out a red invitation from her pocket, "I will go and say goodbye to him!"
Chapter completed!