Ye Wenming pursed her thin lips. After all, he didn't shake off Zhuo qianyun's hand, but let her lead him.

Two people stroll all the way, Zhuo qianyun will also use the mobile phone to take the scenery along the way.

"Ye Wenming, let's take a picture together." She said suddenly.

"Is that necessary?" He asked.

"It's necessary." She said, because that will be her memory in the future.

He didn't say anything more, so Zhuo qianyun found a passer-by and asked him to take pictures for them.

"Then smile, one two three!" Lu humanitarian, took the picture, and then some regret, "madam, your husband did not smile, you need me to help you take another one?"

"Oh, no, thank you." Zhuo qianyun said, because she knew that even if she took another picture, ye Wenming would not laugh.

Take back the mobile phone, Zhuo qianyun looked at the picture just taken on the mobile phone.

In the photo, she smiles brightly, but ye Wenming's face is expressionless, cold and even impatient.

Zhuo qianyun's eyelashes trembled, maybe for him, now every minute, every second, is not happy.

"Well, let's go on." She laughed, put away her cell phone, took his hand and continued to walk forward.

When they came to a church, ye Wenming was stunned. He remembered the church. When he fell in love with Zhuo qianyun, he had passed through the church and walked into it.

"Let's go in and have a look. I haven't been here for many years. I miss it." Zhuo qianyun murmured that the scenes they were here at that time came back to her mind.

At that time, she was innocent, but at that time, he was bent on revenge.

If they had not been together like this in those days, their life would not have been so full of twists and turns.

Ye Wenming pursed his thin lips and finally walked in with Zhuo qianyun.

Today is not Sunday, but there are so many people, but when they come to the church hall, they know what's going on.

There is a new couple holding a wedding here. At the moment, the new couple is holding a wedding in the presence of the priest. In the hall, there are many relatives and friends of the new couple.

Zhuo qianyun looked at the bride in a white wedding dress, and her eyes showed a touch of envy.

Once when she was young, she also hoped that one day, one day, she could put on a wedding dress for the people she loved deeply, but... In the end, she never put on a wedding dress at all.

Perhaps, this life will not put on the wedding dress, she laughed at herself, and then gently closed her eyes, hands, closed her eyes.

Ye Wenming's eyes fell on Zhuo qianyun. At the moment, the sun fell on her through the window, making her look as if she was unspeakable holy.

She looked serious and pious, as if praying for something important.

After today, she will leave the villa and divorce him!

As long as he can live today, he can never see her again, and he doesn't have to endure the boredom in his heart from time to time.

That's what he expected! He should be happy! At the moment, ye Wenming said this to himself again in his heart, but it seemed that there was a faint pain in his heart.

Finally, Zhuo qianyun slowly opened his eyes, the hands that originally held the prayer posture were also separated.

"What were you praying for?" Ye Wenming asked.

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