Chapter 1394 I Won't Bless You

Xiang Yi was also standing in the crowd, his face was calm, and he still didn't have much expression.

He just clapped hard, and the applause was thunderous.

His gaze was deep and calm, and it fell on the smiling woman without moving away.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, he has been by her side for so long.

It's just that he still remembers it.

In that dark and bitter night, he was in a terrible state, the most desolate and pitiful.

She came by light and shadow, she was extremely sacred...

He is willing to guard her like this, forever.

He is willing to sacrifice his life to her, anytime.

Even if there is another man who will stand in front of her to shield her from the wind and rain, then let him stand behind her and follow the wind and rain.

...

On a cliff corner not far from the sea, Song Ziming stood against the wind for a long time, lost in thought.

He looked at the wedding that was not grand but extremely warm.

She was charming in white gauze, but she no longer belonged to him.

It's ridiculous that he has calculated and planned all his life, but in the end he doesn't even know what he wants.

Ridiculous... really ridiculous.

The salty sea breeze carries a bitter taste that lingers for a long time.

Those years of being together, the time he abandoned like a shoe, the sincerity that he trampled on, the... lover that he abandoned.

Everything that he once had at his fingertips but was ruthlessly abandoned by him has now turned into bone-piercing pain and endless regret, eating away at him day after day.

"Late night..."

He murmured her name softly, knowing that he should also let go.

But why is it so difficult, even if the heart is gouged out, it is difficult to do it.

Song Ziming gently lowered his eyes to cover the pain in his eyes.

He wanted to hug her again, to touch her head again, to comfort her when she was sad, and to be with her.

However, everything can't be done.

Not anymore.

"Master, it's windy here, you're still in good shape, you'd better go back first." The driver couldn't help reminding.

"I... have a look again." Song Ziming spoke slowly, his voice hoarse.

The driver was a little puzzled, and didn't understand why his eyes were full of grief, as if... as if he could never see it again.

But he also didn't understand why his master insisted on coming to Young Master Mu's wedding.

He sighed softly, but didn't press any further.

It wasn't until the wedding ceremony was over that Song Ziming slowly looked away.

"Let's go." He turned around and walked away slowly.

The driver followed behind him, feeling desolate and lonely in that figure.

Wanwan, I will not bless you...

I can not do it.

I really can't do it because it hurts too much.

Sitting in the car, the car drove into the winding mountain road, Song Ziming looked at the mountains and seas in the distance, surrounded by clouds and mist, his eyes darkened a bit.

The afterlife...there must be an afterlife.

Since this life is already the next life, who knows that there will be no next life.

At that time, he will definitely remember her.

Will treat her well.

He will give her everything before Mu Beiting.

Song Ziming gently lowered his eyes, yes, since this life is a new one, why is there no afterlife.

Thinking of this, there seemed to be another hope in his heart.

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On the other hand, after the ceremony, the guests chatted casually around.

On the lawn on both sides of the red carpet, there are long white tables, with a dazzling array of melons, fruits and pastries, and champagne towers.

With the aroma of roses, champagne tulle is extra warm.

Su Xiangwan and Mu Beiting were clamored to take pictures.

Because all the people who were invited were acquainted friends and relatives, they were not cautious. Su Xiangwan and Mu Beiting took photos with them for a long time with good temper.