Don't know how to answer this question, Fu Yunshen also leaned over the railing and looked at the sky, and suddenly sighed:

"it should not be one-on-one, otherwise there would not be three wives and four concubines in ancient times, and there would not be so many left over men and women now, right

William put out the cigarette and held it in his hand and played softly:

"it makes sense, so one-on-one can actually change - what do you think of Mr. Ling's illness? It's hard to find a donor, and it's hard to do the left cardiovascular system. "

Fu Yun sighed heavily and looked up at the fish lamps at the junction of the sea and the sky, shining like stars:

"if you can't cure him, I'll be dead. Zhenyu hasn't enjoyed happiness for so long. I'll follow him if I can't live."

"All right, so Kiki will stay and watch."

William's words were so cold that he couldn't hear his emotions. Fu Yunshen's anger was aroused. He straightened up and turned to face the wedding in full swing in the middle of the deck:

"you see how well matched they are. Do you know that Zhenyu doesn't even want life for an Liqi! Do you know that an Liqi passed by under the gun for the sake of Zhenyu! In short, if anyone breaks them up, I won't be the first one to say yes, and even the king of Yan will not! "

William raised his hand to throw the broken cigarette into the dustbin. He also turned around, squinted at an Liqi who was smiling on the stage and nodded gently:

"well, it's very moving."

This is the part of throwing flowers.

With a smile, an Liqi picked up the microphone and said:

"I hope the next person to get married is sang Bing, so I don't throw flowers in my hands, I will hand them over to her."

Next, an Liqi solemnly took the bouquet in her hand and went to Sang Bing beside her and said sincerely:

"Sang Bing, I hope you are happy."

Sang Bing clenched her lips and nodded her head heavily. She slowly took the bouquet of flowers in her hand, which symbolized luck. When she raised her eyes, she looked at the bridegroom's and said:

"my happiness has been handed over, but I'll take this flower, thank you."

Tears surging, do not know how to end, she covered her mouth, temporarily turned around, there are other colleagues to serve as bridesmaids to comfort.

An Liqi took a deep breath and went back to the bridegroom and said in a soft voice:

"I have robbed others of their love, so I must treat you twice."

Ling Zhenyu's mouth curved:

"that's not true, we just love each other."

Simmenze still whistled loudly, and the atmosphere in his place has always been active:

"let the bride and groom sing a love song, and the music teacher is ready to accompany him."

Chu fanyin sits at the back of the piano, playing the keys to test the sound, and then the soft sound will ring. It is a piece of the most romantic thing.

With the microphone in his hand, Ling Zhenyu did not refuse, and spoke softly with the rhythm:

"sitting on the carpet with my back on my back, listening to music and talking about my wishes, you want me to be more and more gentle, I hope you can put me in my heart..."

The tears in an Liqi's eyes were crystal clear, and her eyelashes were heavy. She raised her hand to help him wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes and listened to him sing quietly:

"the most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you..."

Suddenly Ling Zhenyu's voice choked and couldn't sing any more!

Ximenze's heart sank, and just about to rush up, he listened to an Liqi sing:

"I remember the little bit of laughter along the way, and I'll sit in the rocking chair and chat slowly. I can think of the most romantic thing - growing old with you, knowing that we are too old to go anywhere, you still regard me as the treasure in your hand..."

Fu Yunshen and William are both staring at the crying groom, only they know what the song means.

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