Chapter 148: Fake Lovers - 2

The delusion of making memory disappear is a lie.

Outside of spring, my heart is cold and arrogant. Everyone, everything seems to me to be as rigid as a puppet show, and there is no anger at all.

Yuan Meng pushed me in the direction of the wedding dress shop. There was no laughter along the way, and there was no noise between Yuan Meng and me. Some are just quiet, as quiet as time.

In fact, Yuan Meng tried to say something to make me happy several times, but I seemed to be the old photo of the picture that was fixed, and my expressionless expression became my permanent expression.

In the end, she gave up laughing at me, and I gave up on myself long ago.

Ye Yichen has been waiting for me in the wedding dress shop for a long time, with a solemn expression, and from time to time she got up and walked disorderly. It was not until I saw the door of the wedding shop slowly opened that he calmed down after I entered the store.

"Here you are."

His smile is like the sun pouring down from outside, warm cotton.

"Hmm." I still have no expression, just answering.

"Ye Yichen, the wedding dress must be the most expensive and the best. If I find you greedy, I will never forgive you." Yuan Meng raised his fist and waved past his eyes.

"I won't wrong her at all." Ye Yichen smiled lightly.

But my heart is not choosing a wedding dress at all. The price, style, or even from many famous designers seem to have nothing to do with me.

I just came to find what he thought, tried the wedding dress here one by one, and finally chose one.

This ceremony is dispensable to me, and I even hope there is nothing. It's good to just get a marriage certificate and end it.

"Miss Xia, please try it on in the locker room." The clerk came over happily, then bowed me gently, and pushed me into the locker room where the staff had been waiting for a long time.

I finally put on my wedding dress under their busy hands.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I once stopped outside the wedding dress shop and looked up at this so-called white veil, unreachable 'happiness'. But this 'happiness' really came to me with the passage of time and years. But it seems that the taste has changed, which makes people not happy.

Maybe the people waiting for themselves outside are not what they think, or maybe this white veil is too heavy for me. My thin body can't support it.

This wedding dress is simple but not simple. The design of the fishtail makes it not need the ordinary wedding dress hanging in the store.

The pearl's looming V-shaped line just stays at my waist. The calves were slightly separated, as if the fish tail had been split in half, and only the ankles could be faintly seen, and the rest were covered by layers of folds like waves at the hem.

It is not simple, not procrastinating, close-fitting and comfortable.

The veil is a little different. It has been dragged to the ground, although it looks a little heavy because of the lace and scattered pearls scattered on the yarn. In fact, it is extremely light on the head.

The translucent yarn, the more it goes down, gradually becomes milky white, pure white, and finally a touch of sky blue.

Because I have no hair to stand up, I can only choose this simple wedding dress without trailing, but this veil perfectly covers the drawback without trailing.

The black hair is combed, the veil is on the shoulder, and it gently flows down the hard back of the wheelchair. Looking from behind, the gradual color change is even more beautiful.

Each pearl shines slightly, like the sea.

"Ye Yichen, don't do anything wrong to her. She is not alone and will not let you bully at will." Yuan Meng stood against the wall and ignored Ye Yichen.

"Do you hate me very much?"

"It's disgusting..."

Yuan Meng left a look of disgust at him.

"Because I have ever been with Runan." Ye Yichen still sat quietly, and his eyes never left the door of the dressing room.

"Do you think I don't know how many women you have been around you? An Lan, Di Lan, and even Han Heya have an indescribable affair with you. That day, you and Han Heya hugged together in the student union garden. I'm afraid I'm not the only one who saw it.

Yuan Meng turned his head and looked like him with hatred.

"I never hide what I have done, but no matter what you say now, she won't change her decision to be with me. I also believe that you won't do anything that makes her unhappy.

Yuan Meng is not talking, because Ye Yichen is right. At this point, no matter what she says can't change my heart, not to mention everything about Ye Yichen, I already know everything.

Although I didn't tell Yuan Meng the reason why I married him, she should have guessed in her heart. After all, after she learned that I was going to get married, there was no smile on her face.

"Ye Yichen, although I don't like you very much, Luo Lin still chose you after all. No matter what, I will try my best to keep my mouth shut about your disgraceful things."

"Thank you."

"I haven't finished my words yet. Don't be busy thanking me."

Ye Yichen nodded with a smile, indicating that he did not mean to interrupt her, and quietly listened to her continue talking.

"Since Luolin decided to be with you, I haven't seen her smile. Do you think you can really make her happy? Do you really love her, or just want to be angry with Situ?"

This is the first time Yuan Meng has said so much to Ye Yichen, and she also acquiesced in her heart that this was the last time.

"If you want to wait for revenge for the sake of your previous resentment, I don't care. It's your own business. But if you achieve your goal in this way, what will be sacrificed is Luo Lin's lifelong happiness.

The sun gently poured through a transparent glass window in the wedding dress shop, penetrating the layers of white veil on the display shelf, and the cloudy reflection on Yuan Meng's extremely serious face.

Ye Yichen always smiled and said nothing. He knew what he was doing better than anyone else, but he couldn't stop.

"Sometimes, some people say they don't love, but they can't let it go. And there are too many good promises that can be achieved, but they can only be dumb and can't say..."

For so many years, Yuan Meng seems to have never been so serious. Even when dealing with Liu Ziyang with his lifelong events, it is so hasty and simple. Now it's abnormal, even as if we have seen through my relationship with Ye Yichen and what we have hidden.

Maybe it is the onlooker of the authorities. He sees everything we can't see, but is willing to be a wise man who doesn't ask about the world.

"I know what I'm doing, and I will keep your words in mind..."

Everything has been taken care of, and the busy clerk slowly pushed me out of the locker room and showed it to Yuan Meng and Ye Yichen, who had been waiting outside.

As soon as I came out of the door of the locker room, I lowered my head slightly with shame and shame, showing my first shallow smile in a long time.

I only feel that the most sorry thing in my life is my heart. It always hurts so much that it is difficult to breathe for others. It has never had a rest and lost its happiness.

"luo, Lin..."

Ye Yichen stared at me as if he didn't know me.

The black hair naturally fell two bisps from the temples and gently fell down the shoulders. The neck is thin and white, and the collarbone is clearly visible. Although there is no makeup, the naturally floating crimson on the cheeks is better than any flashy makeup.

Pure white wedding dress, dark hair, indifferent but slightly smiling face.

Maybe Ye Yichen herself didn't expect that I, who dressed up a little, would be so beautiful. I also feel more and more that I don't look like a human being.

Although it is beautiful, it is as if it is about to disappear, which makes people afraid to touch it step by step.

I'm afraid that in this world, these people, these hands, with a gentle touch, I will gradually disappear into the air, leaving a fragrance that has not even a trace of smell.

The eternal white veil, the love of holding hands for a lifetime.

I used to yearn for the arrival of this day, but now he really came. The man in front of him stretched out his hand like me, his eyes were full of joy, and he was indescribably excited to see me like this.

I put my hand gently on the palm of his hand. Yes, I will become his wife. Whether I like it or not, it is an unchangeable fact. I will grow old with him, even if I am stingy with my smile, how long can I be stingy?

I smiled, although there was countless sadness in this smile.

Everyone wants to be saved and happy. But in the end, whoever can save him is just self-preservation. Just like me...

" Luo Lin, you will be the most beautiful bride in the world..."

A trace of sadness passed my eyes, and I began to be as silent as him, and began to seal all those sadness and unknown sadness in my pupils.

After lunch, we parted hands with Yuan Meng. Ye Yichen said he would send me home, but I didn't refuse.

He quietly pushed me under a willow tree, and the slender willows always skipped my eyes with the wind, with a faint, green leaf smell.

It's probably the feeling of swaying and blowing in the wind, and the softness of the dike is better than silk.

I casually took off a delicate willow, gently touched the veins on its leaves, and then took off all the leaves and held them in the palm of my hand. When the wind blows, he suddenly opened his palms and waved them to the sky.

The flying Liu Xu and the tender green branches and leaves flew together, and then quietly fell on the lake. This ended the only short flight in my life.

"Huolin, are you happy with me?" Ye Yichen suddenly stopped pushing me and asked without warning.

"Don't be too**. The only thing that hurts you think too much is yourself."

I repeated the movements just now, took off the willow leaves, let them fly in the wind, watched them rise in the air and then hurriedly end my life.

"I'm afraid you can't think of anything with me." Ye Yichen said as if there was nothing.

"Yes, it's better to be simple."

"But the simplicity you want will never go back."

I smiled and said no.

Suddenly, I seemed to be frightened, and the willow leaves that had not been picked in my hand scattered on my legs and scattered to the ground.

The crystal in the pupil trembled slightly as if it had been reinjected into life.

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