"Xie Chongyang, you will experience the most unforgettable day! Haha!" He smiled like a devil. She closed her eyes, her heart was cold, and her tears burst out uncontrollably.
Do you have to do this? Do you hate me so much? Do you have to push me to hell with your own hands and make me suffer forever before you are willing to do it?
The spirit is trembling and screaming. But he couldn't stop the nightmare.
In front of the solemn altar, the priest asked lovingly: "Mr. Fu Shaocheng, are you willing to marry Miss Xie Chongyang as your wife? Are you willing to love her unreservedly and be loyal to her forever, no matter in good times or in bad times, rich or poor, healthy or sick, happy or sad? "
There was a long silence, and under the veil, her eyes were blurred by tears. Although I know this is the case, my heart still hurts.
There was a buzzing sound below, he wanted to make her look embarrassed, step her under his feet in front of countless people, and drive her into hell completely.
"I don't want to!" His sonorous and powerful voice rang out amid the uproar, and he passed by her and walked in the direction he insisted on going.
"My favorite is not her! My wife, of course, is not her!" When he resolutely walked towards the other bride who suddenly appeared at the door of the church, there was no way out between him and her. Everything is ending, collapsing, and destroying...
She witnessed his smile, his happiness, and her pride. Then, she fell down softly...