Uncle Liu originally planned to return to Hengchun the next day. Seeing how depressed Gao Yuan was, he decided to wait until next Monday to go back. He wanted to wait until Tan Xiaohui and Sui Wo's second son got married before leaving, so as to prevent Gao Yuan from being too impulsive and causing any accidents.
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In the evening, Liu Caiyan came back from Hu Zhengfei's company and learned that Tan Xiaohui was going to marry Suijia. She was overjoyed. She thought that Tan Xiaohui was her biggest obstacle. Now that Tan Xiaohui was about to marry a famous girl, she could
She was waiting by Gao Yuan's side openly. Although after that social event, Yu Qian kept texting her and calling her to express her goodwill, but after all, she dedicated her first time to Gao Yuan, and she still hopes to get back together with Gao Yuan.
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Liu Caiyan suddenly changed a lot. As soon as she came back every day, she came to Gao Yuan's room, washed Gao Yuan's clothes, served Gao Yuan tea and food, and selected good TV programs for Gao Yuan to make him happy. However, Gao Yuan was not moved by it at all. He was just in a daze every day.
, just a long sigh. The fragrance on Liu Caiyan's body was still so charming, but Gao Yuan suppressed his inner impulse. He wanted to stick to it alone. He felt that only in this way could he and Tan Xiaohui be worthy of the most beautiful relationship.
Drinking is indispensable. With Uncle Liu as his companion, he has to drink every morning, noon and evening. Uncle Liu knows that instead of forcibly suppressing the pain in his heart, it is better to let the pain vent completely. He watched Gao Yuan get drunk again and again, and again and again.
The first time I cried because of Tan Xiaohui, I deeply felt that Gao Yuan values love and justice, and I secretly hoped that Gao Yuan could get back together with Liu Caiyan. This was also a major reason for him to stay.
Good intentions will eventually pay off. Uncle Liu drank too much wine and ate too many oysters. Suddenly he felt energetic that night. An exciting heat surged through his body. He was rejuvenated. It was night.
He finally completed the Zhougong ceremony with Chang Yingying. He excitedly experienced Chang Yingying's smoothness and firmness, enjoying the long-lost pleasure of conquest. He was completely immersed in Chang Yingying's tenderness, and his weather-beaten heart finally found hope.
In order to find complete comfort, Chang Yingying tolerated him with all her body and mind, and he finally regarded Chang Yingying as his ultimate refuge.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Saturday came. Tan Xiaohui was scheduled to hold a wedding in the evening. It was time. Gao Yuanqiang braced himself and came outside the wedding hall. On the smooth marble wall, there was a large screen, which was playing Tan Xiaohui and Yi Yi.
A wedding photo of a boy. In the photo, Tan Xiaohui's expression is as blurry as smoke and rain, with a hint of indescribable sadness. The boy in the photo is tall, handsome, and beaming with joy.
Gao Yuan looked at the boy carefully. His eyes were alert and his expression was alert. He showed no signs of dementia. He posed in various poses next to Tan Xiaohui. Some gently held Tan Xiaohui's waist with his hands, and some kneeled on the ground to face Tan Xiaohui.
Some of the people who presented flowers took Tan Xiaohui's little hand and kissed it, and there was even a photo of him and Tan Xiaohui hugging each other.
Gao Yuan only felt dizzy, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something hard. He came to the bathroom and spat out a large mouthful of blood. His face was bleak, his lips were trembling, he rinsed his mouth, and then came out of the hall again.
. He looked at the big screen, suddenly walked forward, reached out and caressed Tan Xiaohui's face, and murmured calling Hui'er, Hui'er.
People came one after another and looked at them in surprise. At this time, Yan Jia came. Hu Zhengfei and Sui Wowei had a close relationship, so Sui Wowei specially invited them as guests. Yan Jia saw Gao Yuan there and babbled like crazy.
, hurriedly walked forward: "Brother Yuan, what are you doing here?"
"I came to see my Hui'er. I want to take Hui'er home. I can't watch her being approached or insulted by any man." Gao Yuan said weakly, almost falling to the ground.
"Brother Yuan, why are you so stimulated? You can't stand here, Tan Xiaohui will be here in a while." Yan Jia tried to persuade him anxiously.
"I just want to wait for her to come over. She is my Hui'er. She can't belong to anyone but me." Gao Yuan burst into tears when he said this, as if he already understood that he could only talk and he no longer had the ability to change the status quo.
"Brother Gao, listen to what my elder brother said. There are a lot of good girls in Linhai. There are many fresh graduates in our company. When the time comes, my elder brother will let you choose as you like until you are satisfied." Hu Zhengfei also began to enlighten him.
"No, no girl can compare to my Hui'er. In this world, I only like Hui'er. I won't let anyone introduce me to a partner. I won't meet anyone except Hui'er.
Marry." Gao Yuan's eyes were blurred with tears. Yan Jia took out a tissue to wipe away his tears: "Brother Yuan, listen to me, let's go in and talk."
Hu Zhengfei helped Gao Yuan into the hall. Hundreds of banquet tables had been set up. Most of the guests had already taken their seats. The stage was decorated with joy and cheerful music was lingering in his ears. Gao Yuan felt that he was a complete outsider and that he had been included.
This world cruelly abandoned him, and when he was among the crowd, he only felt infinitely lonely and lonely.
Gao Yuan didn't hear a word of what the emcee was saying clearly, and he didn't bother to listen. Suddenly, a sentence made his nerves ache: "The bride and groom are invited to enter."
There were applause and cheers. Gao Yuan raised his head feebly. Tan Xiaohui was dressed in white gauze, like a saint. The boy next to her was exactly the same as on the big screen. He was holding Tan Xiaohui's hand. He came slowly with Tan Xiaohui's heavy and delayed steps.
Tan Xiaohui's face was solemn, as if she was walking towards an altar instead of a stage, a huge altar, as if she herself was the living being used for sacrifice.
Gao Yuan wanted to stand up and call Tan Xiaohui's name loudly, but he was stopped by an invisible pressure. He suddenly felt ashamed. What could he give Tan Xiaohui? He wanted money but no money, power but no power. What was he?
None, is he qualified to own Tan Xiaohui?
Tan Xiaohui walked to the stage amid applause and sprays of cheers, and stood side by side with the boy. The emcee began to ask the boy: "Do you really like Tan Xiaohui?"
"I love it, a hundred loves it, a thousand loves it, ten thousand loves it."
"Are you willing to marry Tan Xiaohui?"
"I do! Being able to marry Tan Xiaohui is my greatest blessing and my greatest luck in this life!"
"Are you willing to love Tan Xiaohui forever and never be separated from her?"
"I am willing, even for three lives and three lives, I am willing."
There was thunderous applause in the audience, and Gao Yuan's heart was already in pieces. He looked at the boy and listened to his smooth answers. He felt that he was clearly a normal person. No, he was much better than normal people. At least his emotional intelligence was far higher.
Among many people, he is definitely not a dementia patient.
Gao Yuan didn't know whether he was disappointed or relieved. He was disappointed because the boy was not the dementia patient he had always hoped for. He originally wanted to use this to save Tan Xiaohui for the last time, but now, he backed down. Fortunately, the boy seemed very good.
I like Tan Xiaohui, maybe he is a different person than his father. He will not do evil things like his father, and he will be very loyal to Tan Xiaohui. If this is the case, Gao Yuan can barely tolerate it.
The master of ceremonies turned to Tan Xiaohui: "Are you willing to marry Sui Wanyou?"
Tan Xiaohui hesitated for a moment: "I do."
"No, the voice is too low, can everyone hear it?"
"Didn't hear that!" the audience cheered.
"Tan Xiaohui, you have to say it again, louder."
Tan Xiaohui opened her mouth and said louder: "I do!"
At this moment, Tan Xiaohui burst into tears.
Gao Yuan couldn't bear it any longer and ran to the stage quickly, pulling Tan Xiaohui into his arms: "Hui'er, come with me."
"Who are you?" Sui Wanyou glared and immediately grabbed Gao Yuan's collar.
"Gao Yuan, what are you doing here? Hurry, pull him away!" Suiwo yelled hysterically.
Several guests rushed up to pull Gao Yuan away, but Gao Yuan held on to Tan Xiaohui tightly: "Hui'er, I know you like me, but you don't want to marry him, do you? Say it, say it quickly!
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A sad smile appeared on Tan Xiaohui's lips: "Gao Yuan, you are wrong, I like him, not you!"
"No, everything you said is false."
"What I said is real."
"You are serious, why are you crying?"
"I'm excited, I'm happy, I finally found someone I can trust for the rest of my life." Tan Xiaohui said these words.
"Do you understand? You're a sentimental guy, why don't you get out of here? The further away you are, the better!"
"Okay, I'm out of here, I'm out of here!" Gao Yuan staggered and moved out of the hall step by step.
Gao Yuan didn't see that Tan Xiaohui suddenly fell down on the stage. Sui Wan reached out and took her into his arms.