The wedding is approaching, and everyone's attention is focused on Mo Jue and Qiao Qiao's marriage, but the two protagonists seem not to care at all.
Even... I went on a trip.
Qiao's.
"It's true that they are both married. They don't know how to worry about their marriage. They all travel on their honeymoon after marriage. How are they? They're running out to play now." Mickey sat on the carpet, scooping ice cream on one hand, and make complaints about it without any difficulty.
At the moment, Jian Haixi, Liao Huanyan and Mikel met at Qiao's house early and took Qiao ya to help plan the wedding.
Halfway through the ceremony, Michelle, the protagonist of the wedding, began to be "indignant".
"Sister Qiao was not such an unreliable person before." She snorted and patted a list on the ground, "how careful a person was at that time. Now she doesn't even care about her wedding..."
"That must be mo Jue GE's bad teaching." Liao Huanyan quickly mended the knife and nodded, very sure.
In their hearts, Qiaoqiao must still be that Qiaoqiao. It's just that they were "broken" by that guy!
Qiao Ya was drawing the inspiration of her wedding dress. When she heard this, she couldn't help shaking her head and laughing: "maybe it's because they know there are too many people worried about them here, so they can rest assured to be the shopkeeper?"
Just like her before, she was so willful and didn't consider anything because she knew that she would always be supported by her family behind her.
It was not until he suffered a loss that he suddenly realized it.
Even if there are many people behind you, you can't do it all your life, because the loss is ultimately on yourself.
Her eyes darkened a bit, she quickly lowered her head, and her curled long eyelashes covered those strong emotions in the bottom of her eyes.
Everyone was busy, and no one noticed her change.
Reminded by her words, Michelle was instantly impressed and turned to look at the three people around her.
Isn't it? There are only four people in this room who worry about their lungs. There are also dark parts and shadows brought by Mo Feng outside. With these people, why do you want them to stay here.
Mikel's eyes turned and looked at Jian Haixi with a wicked smile: "sister Haixi, why don't we quit, so when they come back and look at a chicken feather, they must be angry..."
Before she finished, she smiled: "Oh, no, as long as I think of their faces at that time, I can't help laughing... Ha ha..."
"You'll have a bad idea." Jian Haixi looked at her angrily. The pen in her hand kept planning the bouquet in the venue. While calculating, she said, "forget it. It doesn't matter if you really want to be alone, but coincidence doesn't work."
She has always regarded Qiaoqiao as her own sister. Naturally, she doesn't want to be wronged.
Especially in such an important event as the wedding, she finally came through all the hardships for so many years. Of course, this wedding can't be treated casually.
"Yes, sister Qiao is so kind to us. I must make her the most beautiful wedding dress!" Liao Huanyan waved the sketch book with a vow, "it will amaze the audience at that time!"
"You..." Mikel shook his head and said helplessly, "brother Mo Jue must have found your mind, so he turned sister Qiao to travel with coax and deception..."
However, the joke is a joke, and several people are unambiguous when they are serious.
Liao Huanyan took Qiaoya to discuss the modeling and style of wedding dresses and gowns.
After a while, it filled a whole page. It really followed the standards of the amazing audience. It even studied the ornaments on the head and the flowers in the hand carefully.
Mikel buried himself in sorting out the guest list, wrote everything he could think of, and finally handed it to Jian Haixi.
"Sister Haixi, look at my list." Mikel handed the paper to Jian Haixi. "Do you see if it's all?"
Jian Haixi took a glance and thought about adding a few more at the end: "that's all for the time being. Think of a new one."
Mikel nodded and was about to put it away. Turning his head, he saw that Qiaoya and Liao Huanyan were serious. He paused, moved to Jian Haixi, and asked in a low voice, "sister Haixi, I think sister Qiaoya is as good as nobody. Is she really okay?"
Jian Haixi looked at the two people who were seriously discussing, shook her head, frowned and said, "it's ok... Only her own heart knows..."
At this point, she paused, and then sighed silently: "all we can do is to accompany her as much as possible."
Since Qiao Anning was sent away, several people came to Qiao's house to play when they had nothing to do. Liao Huanyan always discussed with her under the pretext of the studio. He was afraid that Qiao Ya would stay at home alone and always think about things.
Mikel also sighed and cursed in a low voice: "that Eugene Yan is really an asshole. Xiao Anning is still so small, how can he bear..."
"Forget it, stop talking and don't let ya'er hear."
Jane Haixi shook her head and interrupted her.
Every time these things were mentioned again, it was a kind of injury to Joey. Like lingchi, he cut her with a knife.
No one is more painful than her, but she can only make it through step by step.
Mikel nodded and said nothing.
From time to time, people are busy chatting in the room.
George went home and saw Jane Haixi's car. He was about to come up and say hello. As soon as he got to the door, he saw several people sitting on the ground, sometimes chatting, laughing back and forth, and sometimes discussing seriously.
He stopped involuntarily with a pause.
He looked at JOYA, who looked very serious. Whether it was talking about business, listening to others, or writing with his head down, she looked no different from her before.
But looking at her eyes carefully, you can still see some absent-minded emptiness in her expression.
He sighed and a touch of heartache slipped across the bottom of his eyes.
After he left Anning, he saw JOYA several times. She was all alone in a daze.
Although she still looks like that, she seems to have less fresh breath than she used to make public
He was thinking, and there was a soft sound of footsteps behind him.
Yang Yaru took his hand hanging on his side, looked down his eyes to Qiao Ya in the room, pinched the back of his hand and comforted: "don't worry, ya'er is very strong, she will be fine."
George took her hand and nodded, "I know she'll be fine, just..."
He just loves his sister. How many difficulties will he have to overcome on the road to get better
After a pause, he turned and walked back. "Let's go and let them talk."
Yang Yaru nodded, looked at Qiao Ya again, and followed him downstairs.