Chapter 656: The Terminally Ill Rich Girl (21)

Today was the day for Zhu Jin to get married.

Zou Xiuyu also came to attend her grand event. He sat at the banquet, watching her being escorted to the bridal sedan by her aunt, his eyes calm as if he was looking at a stranger.

Before Zhu Jin got on the bridal sedan, she looked back at him and almost burst into tears, but her aunt hurriedly pushed her away.

She wanted to ask her aunt if she could not get married, but the heavy gold jewelry on her aunt's hands told her that it was not possible.

The man gave her family double the betrothal gifts and gold and silver jewelry, and also helped her aunt open a new store.

At this time, if she regretted it, her aunt would be the one who would suffer the most.

"Let's go, serve your parents-in-law well when you get to the Wu family, and take good care of the family. If you are bullied, remember to call your aunt." The aunt in a red robe pulled down the curtain of the sedan chair and raised her hand to let the sedan bearers and matchmaker set off.

Today was a good day that she had specially asked a master to calculate, and her child would not suffer after getting married. Although the boy from the Wu family is not particularly smart, he likes Zhu Jin. Since Zhu Jin can't marry the one she likes, she will be much happier if she marries someone who likes her. The most important thing is that the Wu family is rich. If Zhu Jin marries there, it doesn't matter if she does nothing for the rest of her life.

Zhu Jin sat respectfully in the sedan chair, her vision blurred by tears.

In her life, she still couldn't marry the person she really wanted to marry. After entering the Wu family, she could only make do with the rest of her life.

"Everyone, let's have a feast, let's have a feast." The aunt raised her hand and touched her gold earrings that were as thick as a few fingers. Every move was heroic.

During the feast, everyone congratulated her for finding a good in-law family for Zhu Jin. Zhu Jin would be a young lady if she married there. From the beginning to the end, her face was full of smiles.

Zou Xiuyu finished drinking the wedding wine and staggered back to his residence. Today, he only drank a glass of rice wine, but somehow he got very drunk and his mind seemed to be unclear.

He shook his head, staggered to the door, felt a lump in his throat, and lay down in front of the water tank.

"Ugh... Ugh..." He vomited out everything he had eaten today, and then lay back in a big letter shape.

The soft grass supported his body, and he looked at the faint shadow of the moon in the sky in a daze, his eyelids unconsciously closed.

"Zou Xiuyu, wake up. Zou Xiuyu, wake up." Hearing the gentle female voice, Zou Xiuyu opened his eyes and saw the young, lively and energetic Wan Shiyi.

"Are you alive? Are you still alive?" He excitedly grabbed the girl's hand, wanting to confirm whether she was real.

"Hey, why are you lying on the floor? It's so cold to sleep." The girl giggled and pulled him up from the floor. "Come on, sit in the room. I want to visit your studio."

"Okay. I'll open the door right away. Right away." Zou Xiuyu fumbled around with his hands, but couldn't find the key after searching for a while. He was sweating on his forehead and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Where did the key go?!"

"Well, if we can't find the key, let's go to the street. There are weddings on the street today, and it's very lively." Shi Yi smiled sweetly at him, not caring at all.

Before Zou Xiuyu could react, the girl had already pulled his hand and ran outside. She looked really beautiful when she ran, her skirt fluttering, and every strand of her hair had a beautiful arc. Zou Xiuyu was caught when he was peeking at her. He hurriedly looked away and his ears turned red.

"Zou Xiuyu, am I really beautiful? Why do you keep looking at me?" Shi Yi suddenly stopped, held his face, and asked seriously.

Zou Xiuyu didn't dare to look her in the eye and nodded hesitantly.

"Since I'm so pretty, marry me." He had never expected what the girl said.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to marry me?" The girl's voice sounded a little lost.

He hurriedly explained, "No, no, I couldn't ask for more."

"Well, let's discuss marriage tonight. I want to marry you." The girl happily grabbed his hand again and ran forward. The two of them happened to pass by the blowing bridal sedan head-on. A gust of wind blew by, and he could see the face of the bride sitting inside.

"Zhu Jin, Zhu Jin..." He stopped in a daze.

"What's wrong with you?" The girl bent down considerately to look at him.

"Nothing." After a moment, his heartbeat returned to normal, and he smiled and said, "Let's keep going, go to the street and see if there's anything fun."

"Okay." Shi Yi jumped and pulled him forward. He looked back at the sedan chair for the last time. The bride in the sedan chair had married someone else and had a new home. He could concentrate on being with Shi Yi in the future.

"Zou Xiuyu, I like flowers so much. When will you take me to the fields? I want to see flowers all over the mountains and fields, and I also want to see baby's breath covering a whole field." When the girl spoke, there seemed to be stars in her eyes.

Zou Xiuyu was fascinated by the clear, pure, and clean things in her eyes. He allowed himself to indulge in her eyes, always indulging, always indulging.

This was a world he had never seen in the eyes of others, and it was also a color he had never felt in anything. He couldn't help but hold her face, and he felt the warm breath from the girl's mouth when she shyly leaned over.

"Shi Yi, you are really, so beautiful." He heard himself exclaiming, and the girl's slender arms wrapped around his shoulders and finally embraced him openly.

He lowered his head, wanting to kiss the hair on her forehead, and the girl lowered her head gently and quietly waiting. The distance between him and her was getting closer and closer, and his lips were about to touch her soft skin...

A large basin of cold water poured down from the sky, and he shuddered, wiped the water marks on his face, and stood up by the stone wall beside him.

In his empty courtyard, the sound of rain was bleak, and there was no one else except the sound of rain hitting everything.

He just sat on the steps in front of the door, just watching the sudden rain, and just kept silent.

The rain was sometimes heavy and sometimes light, and the water tank under the eaves overflowed little by little. He reached his hand in and stirred the clear water in the tank. His palm became cold, and the water in the tank returned to its original calm. He lowered his head, as if he saw his red eyes, sunken eye sockets, and thin figure.

He raised his hand to hold the wall, covered his eyes with one hand, and hot tears fell into the water tank through his fingers.

In this world, the human affairs are busy and the affairs are not over. It is almost like the four wastelands of water, moon and flowers. A dream of dogs and horses comes into his mind.

He seems to have had another big dream.

[Mission completed, harvest [frivolity]]

(End of this chapter)