Chapter 284

Guy on the stage combined his hands into a microphone, laughed and booed loudly: "Bai Liu! Promise him!"

"This guy just borrowed the wedding dress from me!" Guy laughed so hard that tears came out, "I didn't borrow it, I just gave him the veil, he looked drunk, and after borrowing the veil, he actually asked for it Come and snatch my wedding dress, almost tore this wedding dress from me!"

Alex raised his head suddenly, he hugged Guy's waist in a daze, and looked around seriously: "—Where is the guy who wants to tear Guy's wedding dress!"

Guy's smile grew brighter, and he leaned down and kissed Alex.

Drunk Alex got the kiss and kissed it quietly. Guy raised his eyes and looked at Bai Liu with shining eyes, full of sincere tenderness and blessings.

"Promise him, Bai Liu, you really love each other."

Guy's happy smile hides a very shallow layer of sadness:

"Don't wait for your love to die to mourn him. Every moment you spend together is as precious as gold."

Spade knelt on the ground, raised her head and held up her bouquet of flowers, waiting persistently for Bai Liu's answer.

The crowd around them leaped meaningfully, waved, and opened bottles of champagne with shrill smiles. The sweet and intoxicating bubbles of sparkling wine flew all over the room and on the roof. The golden fragments of fireworks falling slowly, and the laughter outside the window resounded through the night sky.

A small shiny splinter fell on Spade's hair.

Bai Liu lowered his eyes, he reached out his hand to gently remove the fragments, and then brushed away the hair on Spade's forehead.

The eyes of Spade's silky hair are black and pure, cleanly and completely reflecting the shadow of Bai Liu, as if only Bai Liu can be seen in this noisy world.

"Are you willing to marry me?" Spade asked earnestly, he almost raised the bouquet to the top of Bai Liu's nose.

Bai Liu parted his lips. He had a lot to say and ask.

Hesitating to speak is a rare and impossible thing for him, but it happened at this moment.

Because what he wants to ask doesn't remember anything, doesn't understand anything, sometimes even Bai Liu is not sure about the Tavel in his memory who has lost his memory.

They look so different.

But spades always give Bai Liu a... unspeakable sense of familiarity, letting him know what spades are.

Edmund, an npc from the previous game, told Bai Liu that it is not a container composed of memory and blood, but something higher than this level exists on each of them, distinguishing them from monsters that are exactly like themselves. ‌Open.

This kind of stuff is love.

So being a person is completely different from remembering, and love still doesn't exist.

Bai Liu didn't believe this kind of statement, but he didn't understand why the previous Spade could find himself out of so many [White Willow].

I don't understand where his desire to impulsively accept the bouquet comes from.

Obviously this is just a game.

Bai Liu calmly looked down at Spades kneeling on the ground, and asked, "Why do you want to marry me?"

Spades said, "I hope you don't hate me."

Bai Liu easily understood what Spade was thinking, his eyes were half closed: "Why don't you want me to hate you?"

"There are so many players who hate you, do you want to marry each of them so that they don't hate you?"

Spade paused, he frowned and shook his head: "They have always hated and feared me."

"I don't want to marry them."

Bai Liu asked calmly: "If you want to marry someone who hates you, why don't you choose someone else?"

"They are afraid of you, so they can easily agree to your request, and they won't fight you all the time like me, or even hurt you over and over again."

Bai Liu's long eyelashes drooped, and her voice was so soft that she could hardly hear it: "...I have never chosen your best choice."

"I've been...killing you."

"You never hurt me to death." Spade looked directly at him, "If one day I die, then I must have chosen death myself."

Bai Liu's breathing slowed down: "...so many choices, why did you choose me?"

——It counts as my death twice, and you are still picking me.

Bai Liu was reflected in Spade's eyes, his tone was flat but serious: "Because you are different from others."

Bai Liu asked: "What's the difference?"

Spades pondered for a long time before giving the answer: "They may hate me, but I don't want you to hate me."

Bai Liu was silent for a long time, then he chuckled lightly, and raised his eyes: "Why can't I just hate you?"

Spade was silent for a while: "...I don't know, I don't want you to hate me."

The expression on Bai Liu's face subconsciously softened: "It's the same as I hate you, is there any reason?"

Spades lowered his voice as if a little depressed: "...um."

"Promise him! Promise him! Promise him!"

The booing became louder and louder, and the soldiers who were blushing from drinking shouted so loudly that they seemed to be threatening Bai Liu, but they laughed heartily again, with a kind of anticipation, longing to see The expressions of the second couple are waiting for Bai Liu to speak.

"Spades, you won't marry someone you hate." Bai Liu said softly, "This doesn't conform to normal logic."

Spade knelt motionless, he seemed to have fallen into a strange vortex of thinking because the logic of the marriage proposal was destroyed.

According to his idea, two people who hate each other can get married, and then use marriage to end their hatred for each other, but the causal relationship that Bai Liu said is reversed, which makes Spade stop in place.

This is not the same as he thought.

Bai Liu's eyes fell on the bouquet in Spade's hand, and he seemed to be talking to himself: "But you and I are both drunk now."

"So we can do something illogical."

Bai Liu reached out to take the bouquet from Spade's hand, and smiled at Spade who hadn't reacted yet:

"I would."

Guy stuffed his index finger and thumb into his mouth, laughing wildly and whistling without any image: "--now the groom can kiss the groom!"

Holding the bouquet, Bai Liu slowly walked into Spade, he tilted his head slightly and raised his head, as if he wanted to kiss him actively, and looked intently into Spade's eyes.

The colorful golden fireworks fell from the top of their heads, and people from strange countries they didn’t know held up empty beer bottles and knocked on each other chaotically, shaking their heads to the beat of the wedding march, and the dimly lit place in the distance On the bar, a man in a wedding dress and a drunk groom are kissing passionately.

Before the moment Bai Liu jumped off the plane, he had never imagined the scene of his marriage.

But at that moment, he never thought about it.

Bai Liu thought that the wedding scene imagined by a monster like himself should be grotesque, weird, and he participated in it, but strangely, the wedding he imagined with Tavel was like this world As all the normal people in the world yearn for.

Vulgar, hilarious, with a large group of strangers who have only a little contact with them to witness, and then they make the same promise to each other in the background noise - we will always be together, until death do us apart .

Until death tear us apart.

Bai Liu thought that after that, after he found Tavel... maybe he might... try to accept a wedding.

Now he did get it, although it was not quite what he imagined.

Every time he does this, he seems to have endless bad luck, and then that one, that one will always try his best, as if he wants to take advantage of the loopholes of the whole world, using all kinds of strange The strange way brought him back what Bai Liu wanted.

——The story of pasting up after being damaged‌, a slender ghost doll without a face.

The wedding after divorce.

This ‌ has been comforting him clumsily, giving Bai Liu the most wanted gift to cheer him up.

‌The price of this gift is sacrificing one's own life.

Soothing background music was played in the tavern, and everyone hugged each other and danced in twos and twos. The lights dimmed, and only faint light and shadow could be seen.

Bai Liu wrapped Spade's back neck and pressed against his jaw, blinking her eyes slightly.

The spade on the back of the neck was held by Bai Liu, and he looked back with difficulty to see the movements of Guy and Alex who were hugging each other in the center of the dance floor—he had never been married, and he needed a template to learn after marriage.

Guy swayed around Alex's shoulders, they were kissing non-stop, and Alex's hand had reached into the hem of Guy's wedding dress.

Spade's eyes flicked back and forth between Guy and Bai Liu, and then hesitantly asked Bai Liu's ear: "——Do I want to kiss you now?"

He still remembered the incident that made this guy angry when he kissed Bai Liu casually before, so he asked about it this time.

"I won't kiss someone I hate, Spade." Bai Liu didn't look up, and answered Spade softly.

"But we're married." Spades answered with confidence, "Married ones should kiss each other."

Spade felt that Bai Liu, who was on his shoulder, smiled lightly.

Then Bai Liu said: "Didn't you ask me how long I will hate you?"

Spade quickly asked: "How long?"

Bai Liu raised his head, there was a layer of rippling luster in his eyes, the smile on his face was pure and clear, with a bit of concealment, very naughty.

"—forever, I will always hate you."

Spade stopped all movement, he tried to justify: "We are married, we should kiss, if you hate me, you can't kiss-" I.

Bai Liu lowered his eyes, he pulled a spade to his chest, closed his eyes and kissed it.

After the kiss, Spades stared at Bai Liu: "You said you hated me, but you kissed me again."

This is too contradictory, Spade can't understand such a thing, he is confused and depressed: "Why are you doing this?"

"Because I'm drunk." Bai Liu didn't close his eyes this time, and kissed Spades again, "—I can marry someone I hate after I'm drunk, but I can kiss me Disgusting."

He kissed and closed his eyes calmly.

"I am willing to be with the one I hate forever, until death separates us again."