At the end of September, Lee Bo Young and her boyfriend Ji Sung held a grand wedding at the Walkerhill Hotel in Gwangjangdong, Seoul.

After more than six years of long-distance love, they finally decided to get married hand in hand.

The wedding was a private ceremony, and the guests present were not only relatives and friends of both parties, but also insiders who were close to the two protagonists.

As someone who was personally invited by Li Baoying, Zheng Enlin naturally arrived at the wedding on time.

She wore a shirt and black trousers today, and her hair was simply tied into a low ponytail.

The color of the shirt is monotonous and the style is ordinary.

She didn't want to steal Li Baoying's limelight at all.

However, the perfect and graceful appearance and temperament can never be easily concealed, and the 60-year-old heartthrob aura is not in vain. Zheng Enlin, dressed simply and conservatively, quietly stood in the crowd, and naturally became the most conspicuous one.

Li Baoying is nearly ten years older than Zheng Enlin. Not only does the big devil himself like to say coquettish words in front of her, Li Baoying also treats Zheng Enlin as her own sister. Now I don’t think she is deliberately trying to steal the limelight. She also takes the initiative to cue Zheng Enlin.

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There is a certain attitude that my sister is so outstanding and beautiful, so she must be seen by more people.

After singing the congratulatory song and exchanging wedding rings with each other, the bouquet throwing process followed.

When this link was going on, Li Baoying was still showing partiality visible to the naked eye. Zheng Enlin stood aside with no desire to participate, but she threw the flowers in the direction of Zheng Enlin with a clear purpose.

The big devil was a little helpless, but he still cooperated and reached out to receive the flowers.

The beautiful bridal bouquet was thrown into the air in a clear parabola. Zheng Enlin, who finally caught the bouquet, leaned back and swayed slightly unsteadily. She was supported by gentleman Li Dixun standing next to her.

"Thanks."

Zheng Enlin politely thanked her. She lowered her head to look at the exquisite bouquet in her hand and sighed in her heart.

She was destined to let down such a sincere heart.

Standing from the perspective of others, the young woman is quietly admiring the flowers with her hands in hand. She has a delicate profile and a smile on her lips, but there seems to be a little unknown sadness between her eyebrows, which is contradictory and charming.

Li Dixun turned his head to look at her, and he couldn't help but feel curiosity welling up in his heart.

In other words, Zheng Enlin already possesses this magical charm that attracts other people's attention.

On the table in the center of the hotel, Li Baoying and Chicheng, who were the protagonists of the wedding, were recalling the past with sweet expressions on their faces. Zheng Enlin was holding flowers and looking at it, the smile on her lips fading little by little.

"What are Enlinxi thinking?"

As she expected, a man's slightly curious inquiry came from her side. Zheng Enlin turned her head and looked into a pair of deep dark eyes.

"What else could it be?" She smiled compromisingly, "Of course I'm happy for Baoying Unnie."

Li Dixun didn't speak, he just continued to stare at Zheng Enlin quietly.

"It's just... maybe it's because I'm so happy that I can't help but have such thoughts." Zheng Enlin's eyes fell lightly on the two people on the stage, "Does Emperor Xunxi feel like this? Such a happy moment, it seems

Not everyone has the opportunity."

"Such a happy thing may not happen to us."

The woman's eyes seem to be filled with mist, and they are like a mysterious deep well that others cannot see through, so they want to see it even more.

If you take one more look, you won't be able to control yourself and fall deeply into it.

"Eunlinxi is a very emotional person." Li Dixun smiled at her, a warm and relieved smile.

The tone when speaking was more affirmative.

"Happy moments... will of course come to everyone fairly."

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It was past nine o'clock in the evening when the wedding banquet was completely over. After a simple meal and exchanging contact information with Li Dixun and others, Zheng Enlin drove herself to go home.

Lee Jun-ki persisted in calling. Zheng Enlin looked down at the call reminder on the phone screen and chose to answer the call with a smile.

"Yeah?"

Perhaps because he didn't expect that he could get through this time, the person on the other end of the receiver was obviously silent.

Then, without waiting for the other party to say anything, Zheng Enlin preemptively said: "Send me your address and I will drive to find you."

Lee Jun-ki paused for two seconds and then said a location.

It is his residence in Jiangnan Road.

When Zheng Enlin drove to her destination, Lee Jun-ki was already standing at the door and finished two cigarettes in silence.

He guided Zheng Enlin to park the car in the underground garage, and then watched her take off like a butterfly, falling beautifully and lightly into his arms.

My heart suddenly felt soft, followed by an indescribable sour feeling.

The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he looked at Zheng Enlin with indescribable complexity in his eyes.

"do you miss me?"

She asked this sentence with a smile, and there was no unnaturalness in her expression, as if the previous farewell without saying goodbye, and those unreasonable neglect and cold treatment never existed.

Li Junji put his arms around her, his movements lacked a bit of gentleness, it was a gesture that wanted to imprison her in his arms.

"Why didn't you answer the phone before?"

Zheng Enlin blinked in a playful manner.

She raised her hand and scratched Li Junji's chin, and said in a coquettish tone, "I don't want to pick it up."

Lee Jun-ki fell silent.

The air fell into a silent stagnation, and an unknown emotion suddenly surged in the man's heart, like ants gnawing at his heart, dense pain, and the whole person became uncontrollably anxious.

"In your heart..." Li Junji took a deep breath and said, "In your heart, what is our relationship?"

"It's like we slept together once." Zheng Enlin didn't hide her thoughts at all. She was held in Li Junji's arms obediently, with a very confusing smile on her face.

Like colorful candy wrappers, no one knows whether they are wrapped with candy hearts or intestinal poison.

"What? Not satisfied with the answer?"

Li Junji said nothing.

He grabbed Zheng Enlin's waist and picked her up, strode into the house, placed her on the soft sofa, and leaned forward.

"be with me."

The two of them maintained this closely intertwined posture, and Li Junji stared at the person below him without blinking, with some kind of desire burning in his eyes.

"Be my girlfriend, Enlin."

Zheng Enlin responded with silence.

She still had a sweet, seemingly intimate smile on her face.

However, this silent denial was like a dull knife, cutting into Lee Jun-ki's heart.

He did not repeat the question.

He laughed somewhat self-deprecatingly.

"You look at me like a fool now, don't you?"

Lee Jun-ki belatedly realized that the tulip he loved had to be nourished by his love and pain.

The more beautiful the tulips bloom, the more sad and lonely he will feel.

Because she didn't bloom for him alone.

Because she had no intention of staying by his side.

Lee Jun-ki finally realized it.

But he was unwilling to give up.

Just like many times before when he couldn't contact Zheng Enlin, some negative or self-defeating thoughts emerged. He also thought about cutting off contact and returning to a strange peer relationship.

In the end, I still couldn't control my thoughts.

Compared to tulips, Lee Joon-ki suddenly felt that Jung Eun-lin was more like a poppy.

It's like a drug that's hard to get rid of after just one bite.

You clearly know that this is not a good thing, so you cannot touch it and stay away from it.

After being lured into contact, he immediately surrendered.

After that, the drug addiction has become so severe that even if the skin is ulcerated and the body is broken, it is difficult to make the decision to quit.

It can only sink into pain and pleasure.

"How could that be? How could you be a fool?" Zheng Enlin reached out and caressed Li Junji's eyes that seemed to be able to speak.

Her movements were so gentle, as if she cherished her very much.

"You are my benchmark."

She said he was hers.

The tone of voice is lingering and lingering, with an affection that is hard to distinguish between true and false.
To be continued...