Chapter 991 Wedding (3)

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Wen Ran was led by her father Gu Yan from one end of the red carpet to Mo Xiuchen on the other.

Inexplicably, all the pictures of them meeting and falling in love flashed through their mind, from the strangeness and alienation when they first received the certificate, to the long-term love later. Although he looked cold on the outside, he was always careful and considerate.

In City F, she was kidnapped. He came immediately and rescued her from the edge of the cliff...

Later, they gradually fell in love with each other, and later, she tried to leave because of her health. He spared no effort to retain...

He lost his memory, and across the Pacific Ocean, she missed him bitterly, her pillows wet with tears every night. Finally unable to bear the bone-gnawing pain of longing, she flew across the Pacific to see him...

Later, when he returned to China, she had a fierce inner struggle and decided to be with him regardless of the poisonous oath she had sworn...

She pursed her lips to prevent herself from crying.

Finally, she walked up to him and he held out his hand to her.

"Xiuchen, of course, you must be happy."

Gu Yan handed his daughter over to Mo Xiuchen, and his words of blessing were exciting and joyful.

Mo Xiuchen's long fingers bent, and he gently and lovingly held the little hand placed in his palm. He stared into Wen Ran's eyes, which were full of deep love for a lifetime. In the intertwined eyes of the two of them, there was no one else but each other.

Although the place was full of guests, no one spoke. Everyone was looking at today's protagonist.

In the midst of the quiet emotion, a deep magnetic voice suddenly sounded. The owner of this voice was none other than today's protagonist, Mo Xiuchen. However, he was gazing lovingly at the woman he loved and did not speak at all.

Everyone was startled for a moment, then raised their heads and looked at the big screen on the wall.

Wen Ran was also attracted by the voice. She looked up and touched the picture on the screen. Her eyes widened in shock.

On the screen, it was not her or Mo Xiuchen, but hand-drawn characters, a boy and a girl. The boy was Mo Xiuchen when he was eleven years old, with a slim figure.

In the dim light, his face could not be seen clearly, but it only gave people a sense of loneliness and indifference that did not care about life and death. A little girl about five or six years old stood in front of him. She was so small that she only reached the top of his chest. high.

The little girl held his hand, and he raised his lowered eyes. When his lonely eyes looked at the girl, a faint light flashed.

"Nineteen years ago, I met the angel of this life. At that time, I didn't know her name. However, that encounter sealed our fate in this life."

Something rolled in Wen Ran's heart like a wave, rushing past the tip of her nose and into her eyes.

She pursed her red lips gently and stared at the screen without blinking. The scene changed. The next three paintings were all of Mo Xiuchen, including his loneliness looking at the night sky, and the hardship of working at his desk late at night. And his persistence in searching in the huge crowd of people on the street.

"Eighteen years of searching, eighteen years of longing, the seeds of love have grown into towering trees in countless springs and autumns."

Wen Ran didn't want to cry in front of others, but she really couldn't control herself. Whether it was Mo Xiuchen who was lonely, Mo Xiuchen who was struggling hard, or Mo Xiuchen who was looking for her in the vast sea of ​​people, every time Each one made her feel so distressed that she wished she could turn back time.

If she could go back in time, she wished she could reunite with him earlier and stay with him earlier. Don't let him be alone.

When everyone was looking at the big screen, only Mo Xiuchen did not turn his head, but stared lovingly at the woman in front of him.

Seeing tears rolling down her eyes, he frowned.

Some blame herself for making Ranran cry again. It seems that he often makes her cry. Although she was moved, his heart ached when he saw her crying.

The scene turned and there was a banquet in the background. Amid the crowds of people drinking and drinking, a handsome man and a young girl stood out. This was the scene where Mo Xiuchen finally reunited with Wen Ran after eighteen years of searching.

This time, she was still holding his hand, and his deep eyes reflected a hint of astonishment and joy, and he stared deeply at her flowery smile.

"I have always believed that as long as I persevere, I will definitely find you. However, although you have forgotten me many years later and I cannot recognize you, I stubbornly believe that you are the girl I have been looking for. .”

The low and gentle voice, accompanied by the touching music, instantly made all the women in the audience cry.

There is no woman who does not yearn for, envy, or be moved by this kind of love.

Wen Ran bit her lip tightly, her eyes blurred by tears, she tried hard to open her eyes wide, not wanting to miss every picture on the big screen, every word he said, was his most affectionate confession to her.

Originally, Wen Ran was already moved enough the last time he told reporters their story, but now, Wen Ran found that this man could always move her more and more every time.

This was really a surprise. She didn't know how he could think of telling their love story in such detail in the form of hand-drawn illustrations.

The next picture is at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau. She is holding a marriage certificate in her hand, and her eyes are confused about her future marriage. His brows were stern, but his eyes were unquestionably firm.

"Of course, you don't know that the moment I signed my name on the marriage certificate, I decided that I would hold hands with you for the rest of my life."

Although Mo Xiuchen married her with some dishonest methods, he had never been a man who made fun of marriage. Even at that time, he was not sure that she was the girl he was looking for, but subconsciously, he had already determined that she was the person he was looking for.

He didn't tell her that he, who had always been cold and distant towards any woman, had felt warmer every time he saw her since their reunion at that banquet.

But at first he was afraid that he would misunderstand and think that he was using her to take revenge on Mo Zixuan, so he didn't dare to be too nice to her. Deliberately pretend to be indifferent.

Mo Xiuchen sighed softly, raised his hand, stretched his big knuckled palm to Wen Ran's face, and gently wiped away the tears on her face with his fingertips.

Wen Ran wanted to say something, so he opened his mouth, but no words came out in his throat.

The picture on the big screen changed again, and the background turned into a cliff. The hearts of all the guests tightened and their eyes widened. Many women did not bother to wipe off the makeup on their faces and wiped it eagerly. She shed tears and stared at the dark cliff with her eyes wide open.

Mo Xiuchen's tall body stood on the edge of the cliff, his handsome features were wrinkled together with anxiety, his eyes as deep as a pool were filled with pain, and the lines all over his body were tense, "Of course, I learned that you jumped off the cliff. At that moment, I finally realized that I had fallen deeply in love with you."