We were finally at the wedding, and you smiled as brightly as you did when you were young. Me too, my eyes are full of love for you.
But why, the lamp above your head is so bright, but I am in the dark; why are all the guests' eyes focused on you, but I am like an insect and no one cares; why are you smiling and I am crying.
I turned my head and looked at the poster and realized that it was not my wedding. At this moment, I want to rush to the stage to ruin your wedding and drag you away from the wedding, but I am a coward. I can no longer call you Xiaochi, I can no longer snuggle in your arms, and I can no longer say coquettish words in your ears.
Wearing a white suit and dress, you walked towards me with your lover. Just like back then, you were still as radiant as ever. How should I call you to be polite and ethical? Looking at my lover next to you, I smiled bitterly, looked at you, and met your eyes. "Mr. Qu, long time no see."
Perspective (first person)
be ending/has a sadistic part/the early stage is all sweet/two male protagonists
Intention: Sunshine upward, live for yourself