Chapter 5 Section 4

Cloudy precipitation index 8 on Thursday, June 30 When I got up and brushed my teeth, I closed my eyes because I really didn't want to see my unlucky face in the mirror.I went out anxiously, and when I was squeezed in the subway, I smelled the strong smell of steamed buns stuffed with leeks from the IT man across the way, silently in my heart, asking myself over and over again, can this world be any worse, come on, I've had enough, give it to me all at once, and it's best to just let me go to Nirvana like this. In the afternoon, Wei Yiran called me, still polite and gentle, "Xiao Ke has time today, let's make an appointment to meet at the Marriott Hall, she wants to have afternoon tea there."

Of course I said yes, look, how amazing, on the same day, it rains like rain, but some girls can hold the hand of their fiancé, wear a small dress and pretend to have afternoon tea in the hall, and Wedding planners say silly things like "I want to be a princess for a day", but some girls, like me, have to cross half a city to listen to the hatred of their ex-boyfriends and questioning of their ex-friends. That sweet crap. So stop telling me that the world is fair. Martin Luther King may have said, "I have a dream," but the second half of the sentence should be, "But it might just be a dream."The radical and blindly optimistic people did not allow him to finish, otherwise he would not have died unexpectedly.

In the hall with the accompaniment of a small band, I saw this pair of golden boys and girls. Wei Yiran had the same voice as him, and there was no flaw in his body. He had that "I'm from a good family" gold glow all over him. But Li Ke, when I saw her for the first time, I felt a sense of discomfort in my breath. She was also not flawed, smiling, radiant, and even her ankles were shining, but the whole person just made me feel Very upset. We shook hands, sat down, and started talking about the details of the wedding. After chatting for a few words, I realized that my speculation about Li Ke was not 100% based on jealousy, but that the person sitting in front of me was obviously someone who could ask questions and answer questions. plus size barbie doll.

Li Ke spoke with a Hong Kong and Taiwan accent, but imitated his own characteristics technically, "I want the venue to be covered with purple roses as long as the guests can see them. Remember, it's purple. Not pink, it’s too tacky and doesn’t match my skin tone.” I wrote it down in my notebook, Purple Rose.After I finished writing, I searched my little knowledge of botany, and said, yes, if there is, we will be responsible for helping you get it, if not, we will find you a few phone numbers of the Institute of Botany. I told a very bad joke, but Li Ke giggled and gave Wei Yiran a wink, "If there is no one, you can paint pink roses into purple. We will pay for the labor."

I was suddenly at a loss for words, but Wei Yiran still had a smile on his face, looking at his fiancée who matched purple best with burning eyes. I turned my gaze elsewhere, temporarily withdrew the froze smile on my face, and then let out a long, long, sigh in my heart. If I had seen this scene three days ago, I would have cursed in my heart, like a pair of foolish prospective couples, and told myself not to be jealous, and then when I got home at night, I would have told him, "Look, look, love each other." In comparison, my request is so simple and harmless. I'll be happy all day for a kiss he puts on the tip of my nose in the morning.

I'd get excited all night about the cup of tea he poured me while I was rushing to work late at night. As a practitioner in this industry, I have seen all kinds of luxurious, warm or weird wedding scenes, but whenever I imagine my wedding with him, I always feel that any form is irrelevant, the most important thing is, He was there. For the past three days, I have been warning myself not to fall into that bottomless pool of memories. Once I step into it, I will never recover. But sitting in front of this pair of lovers, looking from a distance, I was smiling, and my words and deeds were decent, but my heart was like a room that had been robbed, a mess.