Heqiao was quiet for a long time.
Compared with the moment when we suddenly held hands on the lawn at night, the touch of palms was quieter this time.
Moreover, it seems to be self-active.
He Qiao did not let go of his hand abruptly after waking up, but his thoughts gradually drifted far away.
When we met for the second time, in the noisy hot pot restaurant, in order to prove the book travel, he told Chi Xueyan a detail about a small five-year-old birthday photo.
He remembered the sentence Chi Xueyan said after listening to it very clearly.
--"If that's the case, I will definitely like him in the future."
In fact, He Qiao was surprised at that time.
He kept a secret that he had never told the villain.
Just like at this moment.
After a long silence, he chose to continue to keep the secret.
At the moment when Chi Xueyan wanted to explore the real him.
Through the thin white shirt, the heat spread from the shoulders.
He Qiao heard his quiet voice, with the same gentleness and self-restraint as ever.
"That's a boring story, not as wonderful as One Thousand and One Nights." He turned to ask, "When will you listen to the story of the next night?"
The One Thousand and One Nights of the Intelligent Queen told the Dangerous King.
He didn't answer the question about Heqiao.
Chi Xueyan got the answer because of this.
A very euphemistic answer.
The man leaning on his shoulder smiled softly, and his shallow breathing was like a cloud.
"Let's do it tomorrow." Chi Xueyan said, "I've said enough today."
The red-haired young man was obviously sleepy. He didn't let go of his hand. He was still leaning on his lover's shoulder and clasped each other's fingers hotly. They were the most intimate partner.
The tired sleepiness hovered in the narrow space, and He Qiao no longer disturbed him.
He calmly maintained the posture of lending his shoulder, looking sideways at the scenery that kept flying back outside the car window.
Standing on the billboard on the side of the road, the young couple hugged each other with a smile and stared not far away. The new house in their dreams was a beautiful and warm scene.
The silver-gray billboard pillar was once again left far behind.
After sending Chi Xueyan home, He Qiao, who was returning alone, remembered something with his hinds.
He didn't smell the rose today.
Recently, Chi Xueyan's body has always been wrapped with the fragrance of roses from nowhere.
There is only the smell of night in the back seat of the car.
The summer night suddenly became spars.
When Chi Xueyan entered the house, most of the sleepiness caused by alcohol had disappeared.
Occasionally, there were cicadas singing in the bushes, and the lights were still on at home. Han Zhen really looked at a table of beautiful packaging boxes entangledly, and the accompanying Chizhong principled him was trying to hold his sleepy eyes that could not open them.
"I'm back. Aunt Ling will make wine soup before work." Han Zhenzhen smelled the smell of alcohol on his son's body and patted his husband beside him hard, "Lao Chi, go and warm up."
Chi Zhongyuan yawned and walked into the kitchen.
Chi Xueyan glanced at the square box that looked like a stall on the table: "Hasn't the gift been set?"
"But I saw a few beautiful boxes again." Han Zhenzhen showed him, "Which one do you think is better?"
Chi Xueyan said casually, "So that's it."
"Can you be more serious?" Han Zhenzhen glared at him, "Xiaoyue is mainly in charge of the wedding scene, and I can't lose the gift."
Although the two get along well, at the necessary moment, they still have a little desire to win or lose unique to mothers.
Chi Xueyan smiled and said, "You won't lose. The box is not that important."
"That's right." Thinking of his momentous decision, Han Zhenzhen was proud again, "Then I won't change the packaging, so as not to break the gift inside."
Chi Zhongyuan, who came back with the wine soup, couldn't help looking at his son with gratitude: "Can I sleep?"
"Your son is getting married soon. Why are you still sleeping!"
"...Well, what are you going to do next?"
Chi Xueyan held a warm soup bowl and listened to the noise of her parents, and the thoughts in her mind floated endlessly.
He thought of the candy handed to him by He Qiao, the bouquet of roses in his arms, and the gift that Han Zhenzhen had been talking excitedly about for many days.
He was still drunk tonight.
He was so drunk that he forgot that He Qiao had always been a person dominated by reason.
All along, he was so good at role-playing as a lover that Chi Xueyan almost forgot the real relationship between them and gave birth to the illusion of love.
In a sense, his intuition is not wrong. He Qiao is indeed very reliable.
Be sober and reliable enough.
If you want to name this unused coin, it should obviously be called the most rational and calm outsider.
Chi Xueyan lowered his eyes, stared at the rich-colored soup in the bowl, and suddenly smiled.
He only misses the taste of sugar for a second.
"Is the bachelor party fun?" Han Zhenzhen asked him curiously, "We didn't have such trendy things at that time."
"Not bad." He said honestly, "Su Yu called a lot of college classmates, and they all had a good time."
"What about you?" Han Zhenzhen asked again, "Are you having a good time?"
Chi Xueyan thought for a moment and seriously answered his mother's concern: "I'm very happy."
In fact, this party with the theme of saying goodbye to singleness is no different from other parties he has attended in the bar in the past.
For him, every day after marriage is still single.
And he thought about it, he only crossed the line once.
The thrilling adventure expired, and in the tacit understanding that adults should have, Chi Xueyan silently returned to the line.
Because he has learned a lesson from the trajectory of fate, he can't act alone in one-way love.
"I'm sleepy." Chi Xueyan got up and said good night to her parents, "I'm upstairs, and you go to bed early, too."
"Good night, Yanyan. Don't forget to get up early tomorrow--"
"I know. Good night."
It seems that he didn't say good night to He Qiao today.
He will remember it tomorrow.
Chi Xueyan quietly walked into the bathroom, and the water in the shower poured down, wetting the colorful hair in a blink of an eye.
In the wet water vapor, he gently closed his eyes.
Tomorrow will come so fast.
There are only 24 hours left before the wedding.
The living room of the new house with bright windows is full of tightly packed cardboard boxes and bags, which are full of things bought in the home shopping center a few days ago.
It's a busy day. I cleaned up the wedding room in the morning and went to the venue to reresear in the afternoon.
People keep coming in and out of the beautifully decorated new house. The newly bought soft-installed is unpacked by a servant to ensure that the newlyweds who return here from the wedding site tomorrow night can be in a perfect home.
He Qiao came a little late today.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Chi Xueyan sitting at the warm white long table, bowing his head and carefully removing the foam film wrapped in the cup.
Chi Xueyan was shrouded in the sunlight like cream ice cream, and his fingertips shone brilliantly. When he heard the sound, he shovered his head and greeted him with a smile: "It's rare to see you late."
It seems to be no different from him as usual.
After being distracted for a while, He Qiao explained, "I'm sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road."
There were many brand-new cups in front of Chi Xueyan. He still held the scissors and carefully picked up the next carefully wrapped cup. He Qiao cooperated to take away the foam paper scattered on the table.
"Did you sleep well yesterday?" He asked.
A warm wind blew from the Morandi green window frame behind him. Chi Xueyan finally took off all the cups and arranged them neatly in order of size.
He looked at the crystal clear scenery in front of him with satisfaction and responded to his lover's greeting: "It's not bad. Which cup do you think is more suitable for this table?"
He Qiao followed his gaze and looked over. After a long time, he replied, "It seems to be very suitable."
Chi Xueyan glanced at him and complained with a smile, "Why are you the same as my father?"
He couldn't choose which cup looked better that day.
Now he can pick it out.
The wandering fingertips stopped accurately beside the dark green striped glass.
Chi Xueyan took it out alone and imagined the future scene: "It is very suitable for soaking lemonade."
Dark green and bright yellow, as well as clear and transparent water flow, together form a life with perfect colors.
He Qiao watched Chi Xueyan put the selected lucky one into the tray.
This is the tray he picked by himself.
When the servant walked into the room where they could not hear their conversation, Chi Xueyan came closer to him and politely asked for his opinion: "Which bedroom do you like?"
There are two master bedrooms and three second bedrooms used as guest rooms at home.
When there are no outsiders, they must live in separate rooms.
He Qiao quickly understood his subtext: "Which one do you want?"
Chi Xueyan blinked her eyes and said generously, "I want the room with the best sunshine."
Of course, He Qiao will not refuse: "Okay."
The next second, his palm was stuffed with a slightly cold fruit candy.
This is Chi Xueyan's way of thanking.
The colorful sugar paper gently reflects the brilliance of the sun.
Only then did He Qiao know that the person in front of him was a dentist who would carry candy with him.
When Chi Xueyan asked him for candy last night, did he have candy in his pocket?
He Qiao thought of this coldly.
But no one mentions these past events anymore.
It seems that nothing had happened last night.
I just had a gentle dream.
After waking up, he saw a red-haired young man with a high temperament leaning against the door, directing others to put the furniture in his favorite position.
He Qiao was silently relieved.
At the same time, the sharp sugar paper in the palm of the hand is extremely clear.
He remembered the sentence that was almost self-talling again.
"...I must like him very much in the future."
The "he" in this sentence is actually not the person Chi Xueyan thought.
He Qiao doesn't know most of the details of how "Chi Xueyan" and Lu Siyi get along, so it's impossible to know the details behind the birthday photo.
Perspective has always been an insurmountable obstacle in this story.
He will know the origin of a childhood photo owned by the villain in such detail, because the person who heard about the past was not Lu Siyi.
It is the "Heqiao" that met "Chi Xueyan" again a long time later.
Chi Xueyan outside the book has commented that it is very fair for each person and one rival.
Chi Xueyan in the book also noticed He Xiao, who seemed to be able to cooperate with him.
But not long after, he looked away from He Xiao.
Because he saw a person who was more similar to himself.
At that time, he had just fallen from heaven to the abyss, and his eyes were full of depression and pain.
The red-haired young man smiled and stretched out his hand to He Qiao, who was no longer naive.
"You look very sad."
That was the first dialogue when they met again.
He Xiao facilitated the initial blind date between the two, and indirectly led to their reunion.
"Chi Xueyan" is indeed a paranoid villain.
"He Qiao" is indeed a less important supporting role.
He gradually became the most devout believer beside the red-haired young man who was hard to take his eyes off, until he willingly offered everything he had.
In the dark days when all happiness was suddenly lost, that person became the only brilliant color.
This is a secret that He Qiao has been keeping alone.
It is also one of the reasons why he thought of marrying Chi Xueyan by agreement.
On the one hand, I can't bear to see Chi Xueyan, who is still normal at this time, have a tragic end.
In addition, this is to fix the dangerous villain in advance at a safe distance that does not interfere with each other, and turns the passive into active.
Both of these reasons are true.
He has been the most well prepared from the beginning.
But the snow and flames in the pool always bring people endless accidents.
He Qiao thought that the villain in the book was just using the "He Qiao" who was infatuated with him, but he didn't know that the plain-sound photo story actually meant unspeakable love.
He Qiao thought they were acting together in front of outsiders, but at the moment when the light was shining, he heard a heartbeat that was only his own.
He obviously doesn't like men.
Is this the fate of being "Heqiao"?
Or, it is the fate of "Chi Xueyan", which is destined to be interested in a person named He Qiao.
He Qiao didn't know that he suddenly put the candy in his pocket.
Because I don't know when Chi Xueyan approached him and stretched out her hand and shook in front of his eyes.
There is a glass of rippled water on the table, and the dark green glass contrasts with the bright yellow lemon.
"Would you like to have a taste?"
Chi Xueyan asked with a smile.
He Qiao came back to his senses and picked up lemonade.
He took a sip obediently, and all his distractions disappeared in an instant.
Chi Xueyan looked at his indescribable expression and couldn't help laughing.
"I thought you would have a small bite first."
He immediately turned his head and asked someone to pour a glass of water, and couldn't stop laughing: "Sorry, there is no syrup at home. Only your mother bought lemons for decoration. In order to look good, I put two more slices--"
Chi Xueyan will always be so capricious.
He quickly dispelled the idea of trying the lemonade in person, and asked him mockingly, "How sour is it?"
He Qiao could only answer honestly, "It's very sour."
So far, he has drunk the most sour lemonade.
Chi Xueyan laughed enough and raised his hands without apology: "It's my fault. I'll treat you to dinner at noon, something sweet."
The servant who passed by also smiled secretly.
In the colorful new house, there is a trace of the most flawless happiness.
The wedding rehearsal in the afternoon went on as scheduled.
By the blue sea, on the wide and endless lawn of the luxury hotel, there are fragrant flowers and balloons everywhere. There are no cakes and desserts on the exquisite snack table for the time being, but temporarily full of beautifully packaged gifts.
This is a lawn wedding that is very popular among young people nowadays. It is warm and free, and there is a little more romance of the summer coast.
Chi Xueyan went several times according to the arrangement and began to look for opportunities to be lazy.
The lawn was covered with a layer of plastic film that had been removed from nowhere. Chi Xueyan, dressed in formal clothes, lay down lazily and said casually, "It's quite tiring to walk around. If only I could sit and have a wedding."
He Qiao felt that he was staring at the wheelchair not far away to carry things.
He laughed dumbly and comforted, "There is only the last day left. Hold on."
It's over until the wedding is over.
The sun and the sea breeze brushed their faces, and the atmosphere was leisurely. Chi Xueyan rested for a while and suddenly asked him, "Should we rest early tonight to get enough energy?"
He Qiao nodded gently.
Chi Xueyan's tone was casual: "Then just bring the storytelling forward to the present."
The agreed next night's story.
Today, he didn't want to know everything that happened between him and Lu Siyi, but looked at the people around him curiously: "What's the end of your book?"
He seems to have forgotten to ask this very important question.
Perhaps it is because He Qiao around him has a strong and calm quality, which can make people subconsciously feel that nothing unfortunate will happen again.
He Qiao was slightly stunned.
"Unlucky, I met an immulsive gangster." He answered very simply, "He died after being seriously injured."
"He Qiao", who was always teased by fate, did not die in a carefully planned conspiracy, but died suddenly due to a pure accident in the days he spent with the villain, and did not know the murderer.
Chi Xueyan couldn't help sighing: "This ending is so perfunctory. It's worthy of an irrelevant supporting role."
He Qiao answered in a low voice: "Hmm."
The sunshine sprinkled all over the body brings a warm touch.
The beautiful flowers on the chest swayed in the wind.
Flowers only belong to the groom.
Chi Xueyan looked at the blue sky above her head and whispered, "I guess you won't be unlucky to meet gangsters in the future."
His light voice draws a point for today's story.
Su Yu, who participated in the rehearsal together as the best man, finally found the two of them and broke the silence here mockingly: "Chi Xueyan, why did you disappear when you came to the ring exchange?"
Chi Xueyan said calmly: "The size of the ring is very suitable, and there is no need to rehearse."
"It's not just a ring to be exchanged." Su Yu said meaningfully, "Are you shy?"
Chi Xueyan smiled and said, "If your skin is itchy, you can say it directly."
Su Yu stepped back quickly and continued to be mean, "Now that you have a family, you can't be so violent anymore."
Chi Xueyan got up decisively. As soon as he let go of his fingers, Su Yu immediately disappeared.
Then he looked back helplessly and stretched out his hand to Heqiao to pull him up: "Continue?"
He Qiao looked at his white palm and held it after hesitating for a moment.
They walked hand in hand to the crowd.
The feeling of holding hands this time is different.
The newcomer who attracted the attention of the audience completed the final rehearsal intimately.
Near the evening, all the arrangements at the site were basically completed. The staff, who had been busy for a long time, finally breathed a sigh of relief and took a short rest around the milk tea and snacks sent by Sheng Xiaoyue.
Chi Xueyan is standing next to the two pairs of parents and talking to them.
The tall Chizhong was very deterrent in front of outsiders.
He Huaili put down his busy work all day and came to the rehearsal today.
Everyone smiled, and even He Xiao seemed to smile sincerely.
In the smell of food pervasive in the wedding venue, Heqiao gradually smelled a very familiar aroma.
At the snack table beside it, someone curiously opened an exquisite-looking gift.
He Qiao walked over alone.
The strange staff was amazed at the precious gift in the box, but He Qiao noticed the most inconspicuous thing in it at a glance.
A small fragrance bag containing rose petals.
It is exactly the same as the rose fragrance that Chi Xueyan once had.
He picked up the incense bag a little unexpectedly, and a moment later, Sheng Xiaoyue's smiling voice sounded in his ear.
"This is a gift chosen by Xiaochi's mother. I like it very much." She said excitedly, "Do you still recognize it?"
He Qiao asked blankly, "What?"
"This is the rose you bought. It's the day you bought me a bouquet of flowers by the way, the day you got the certificate!"
Sheng Xiaoyue looked at the incense bag in his hand, and this special gift was like a treasure.
"You bought too many roses. At first, the aunt in Xiaochi's house told you not to waste it. You can make incense bags, so you took them all on the balcony to dry, making the house smell of flowers everywhere."
Sheng Xiaoyue said, "Later, Zhenzhen had a sudden idea that if she put this in the gift box, it must be very meaningful."
Speaking of this, she was still surprised: "How could I not think of it? You are so smart."
Sheng Xiaoyue looked at her son holding rose petals excitedly: "This is the best wedding gift, isn't it?"
Let all the guests present secretly witness the love sprouting in the summer night.
Once filled with the fragrant roses of the flame-red sports car.
He Qiao suddenly felt a little indescribable for his mood at this time.
He saw Chi Xueyan and his family coming here.
Chi Xueyan's eyes calmly crossed the rose bag, and her tone was light: "This smells good. I'm going to put it in the car. Do you want it?"
Before He Qiao opened his mouth, Sheng Xiaoyue took the lead and said, "Yes! I want two!"
Facing the lovely and frank elders, Chi Xueyan smiled and bent her eyes, and naturally put the incense bag held by He Qiao into her hand.
The warm fingertips swept through the skin non-stop, and the palms suddenly became empty.
Immediately, Chi Xueyan handed him the velvet jewelry box used in the rehearsal.
This is the half of Heqiao.
"Don't forget to exchange rings tomorrow." He leaned close to He Qiao's ear and whispered that only each other knew, "And a kiss."
He changed back to Chi Xueyan, who took the initiative to teach Heqiao to hold hands at the beginning, and reminded his lover with interest to be ready to kiss in public.
The relationship between the two quietly returned to the original point, with only a few more petals of dry roses.
In people's ambiguous sight, Chi Xueyan left his ear with a free expression, and the light and shadow of the dusk soaked his gorgeous red hair.
"Say good night to you in advance."
There seemed to be the strongest love in his eyes, and his tone was mellent, which made people fall in love.
"See you tomorrow, honey."