On the day Xu Xingyao and Cheng Hanzhou reunited, she received a bouquet at the wedding.
"Melody, congratulations on your upcoming marriage~"
The other party's words were slightly teasing, but she just smiled lightly. The wine glass in her hand was shaking gently, and the red liquid was shaking. She leaned in an inconspicuous corner and looked at the crowd in the center of the stage. The white rose in her hand was extremely pure, and it still bloomed in this slightly dark place.
After a while, her heart suddenly twitched, and the atmosphere around her gradually became stagnant. Sensing something was wrong, she raised her head and met a pair of deep eyes.
Those indifferent eyes were also staring at her, getting hotter and hotter, so hot that she immediately looked away and fled in a hurry.
That night, the woman looked at him with wet eyes, her eyes were red and pitiful, and her lips were abnormally red and swollen. Cheng Hanzhou rubbed her delicate skin, restraining the emotions that were about to explode in his heart, and his voice became a little hoarse.
"Yao Yao, I miss you so much."
The man sniffed her scent almost greedily.
Cheng Hanzhou is sick, suffering from a disease that makes him panic when he can't touch his wife.
Intention: sincerity and love
