Chapter 130: I told Zicheng that even if time passes and we are separated by life and death, my heart...
Wen Yi and he stood face to face in front of the podium. The laughter and joy behind them gradually faded away, gradually returning to a solemn silence.
As all the guests watched with bated breath, the pastor walked slowly forward and read the wedding speech in a solemn and distant voice.
Wen Yi stood quietly with her eyes lowered, seemingly dignified and calm, but only she knew how violently her heart was beating in her chest.
The falling sunlight was cut into beams by the stained glass windows, slowly rotating and stretching, the light and shadow oscillating. In her peripheral vision, the edges of the distant world began to distort and blur, and she once again felt the foreshadowing of the collapse of the afterimage of her memory.
Wen Yi was almost certain that he knew! Once he denied her existence, this place would completely collapse.
Is it necessary for her to continue acting? If she turns around and flees now, can she leave with Gu Yifeng before the space collapses?
Just as she was in a state of turmoil, the pastor began to lead the groom in taking the oath:
"Mr. Gu Yifeng, are you willing to marry Miss Wen Yi? From now on, no matter good times or bad, rich or poor, healthy or sick, happy or sad, you will always love and cherish her, until death do you part?"
Wen Yi lowered her head, but could feel the gaze falling on her face, neither lightly nor heavily.
After a moment, a deep voice slowly sounded.
"I, Gu Yifeng, wish to spend my life with my wife. No matter where she is or how many times she has reincarnated, I will find her, protect her as I did at the beginning, and guard her till the end. From now on, no matter good times or bad, rich or poor, healthy or sick, happy or sad, I will always love her and cherish her. Even if time passes and we are separated by life and death, my love for her will not waver."
"I do."
As soon as the words fell, the church seemed to freeze for a moment, and even the pastor's eyes flashed with surprise.
Wen Yi's heart suddenly shook.
Every word he spoke seemed like he was swearing a vow to her, but also like he was declaring to the entire universe - his love only existed for her.
The pastor raised his eyes, looked at the groom for a moment, and nodded slightly.
Then he turned to Wen Yi and led her to take the same oath.
The whole place was silent, all eyes were on her.
She stared at the groom in silence, her heart full of words, yet in the end, she had nothing to say. She closed her eyes, and when she opened them a moment later, there was no more fear in them, only determination—she didn't want to pretend to be anyone anymore, she was herself.
Wen Yi's voice was not loud, but it carried a strange power, as if it could travel through time and space, penetrate the afterimages constructed by memories, reach the ears of everyone present, and fall into his deepest memories.
"I, Wen Yi, am willing to accept Gu Yifeng as my husband and spend the rest of my life with him. No matter which timeline you are on, or how many times we have passed each other, I will follow my immortal memory and rush towards you across time and space. From now on, no matter good times or bad, rich or poor, healthy or sick, happy or sad, I will always love and cherish you. Even if fate is reversed and time goes back, my heart will not change."
She paused, looked directly into his eyes, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear:
"The word 'future' you heard on Qingluan Mountain... was my last voice."
The sunlight fell on the side of her face, reflecting the unshed tear in the corner of her eye.
A single word tore open the past, and he was suddenly struck by memories. For the first time, cracks appeared on his usually calm and composed face. He stood there, his breath stagnant, his eyes filled with turmoil. The world before him suddenly faded. The wind from the green mountains suddenly swept through the church, and thousands of red leaves swept past. He seemed to be standing on that winding mountain path again—"One by one!" he screamed in his heart, reaching out to catch only a falling leaf.
He suddenly came back to his senses and was in a trance for a moment.
The priest handed two platinum rings to them.
Wen Yi lowered her eyes. She still remembered the pair of rings, Toujours - consistent love, with each other's names engraved on the inner ring.
She raised her hand and without hesitation slipped the ring onto his left ring finger. The cool ring brushed across his knuckles, and his fingers subconsciously curled slightly.
The ring advanced inch by inch, like a slow-motion movie, each frame frozen in eternity. The distant light and shadows ceased to flicker, the outlines of the stained glass windows no longer distorted.
He lowered his head to stare at the ring on his finger, then gently held her hand with his backhand.
Until the moment another ring was placed on her finger, the entire wedding scene seemed to be redrawn stroke by stroke, with a complete and clear outline. She could even see real tears in the guests' eyes.
The cracks in their memories healed quietly behind them.
The pastor's voice was filled with a gentle smile: "Now, the groom may kiss the bride."
He stared at her for a long time, and finally lowered his head slowly. At the moment the kiss fell, Wen Yi held her breath and closed her eyes.
The kiss didn't land on the lips.
He placed a light kiss on her forehead. Wen Yi's heart moved slightly, and she couldn't help but open her eyes. They looked at each other, silence replacing thousands of words.
Someone in the crowd started clapping first, and the applause spread from near to far. Amid the guests' blessings, they slowly turned around and walked out of the noise side by side.
As dusk deepened, the sky turned from gold to indigo, and strings of retro lights quietly lit up by the artificial lake, hanging between tree branches, columns and arches, like countless stars falling into the world. The wedding scene seemed to be coated with a layer of soft light, with the texture of retro film, gentle and lingering.
As the night deepened, warm lights gradually faded, reflecting off the lake. A gentle breeze swayed the light strings, flickering shadows and illuminating smiling faces. The champagne tower reflected the warm colors, and guests chatted and raised their glasses in groups of three or four, while the aroma of roses and truffles wafted through the air.
Wen Yi stood at the end of the long table by the lake, holding a glass of juice, but her eyes frequently swept towards the garden path leading to the small white building - that was her planned retreat route.
The opportunity has come.
She pretended to be calm and turned to the groom beside her: "I'm going to the Little White House to change into a dress and touch up my makeup."
His eyebrows moved slightly and he extended his hand to her: "I'll accompany you."
"No, no!" She immediately waved her hand, forcing a smile, "You stay and greet the guests, this is more important... I can go by myself."
He smiled and shook his head: "For the time being, I don't have anything more important."
Wen Yi: “…”
She gritted her teeth and was about to find another excuse when a black-clad special agent quietly approached and whispered something in the groom's ear. His expression quickly became solemn, and in an instant, even the joyful atmosphere around them seemed to freeze.
"I understand." He said to the special agent and turned his gaze to Wen Yi, "You stay here."
He paused, as if realizing his tone was too harsh, and then he slowed his voice to explain, "I'm leaving for a moment and will be back soon. Don't run around, just wait here for me." He glanced at the special agent beside him, "He'll be here to keep you safe."
Watching him hurriedly leave, Wen Yi's heart was filled with alarm. What happened? Had Gu Yifeng been discovered? The mission was nearing its end. She needed only the right opportunity to escape with Gu Yifeng. She couldn't let this happen.
She turned to the Secret Service agent, looking embarrassed. "Excuse me, I need to go to the restroom."
The agent nodded expressionlessly and led her to the nearest restroom. As the door closed behind her, she quickly scanned the area—good, there was indeed an emergency exit on the other side, temporarily unattended.
She lifted up the fishtail skirt that was in the way, kicked off her high heels and held them in her hands, then slipped out of the emergency exit without hesitation.
Almost at the same time, Xu Xiaoyi's clear and urgent voice came from the quantum headset: "Wen Yi! Something happened at Xiaobailou. Someone found the bride fainted, and the groom is leading people to investigate."
Wen Yi's heart sank: As expected!
"The wedding memory loop has been completed. You must evacuate immediately! Gu Yifeng is waiting for you at the meeting point ahead!"
"Got it!" Her heart was beating like thunder and she quickened her pace.
After arriving at the rendezvous point, Gu Yifeng arrived as expected. He grabbed her wrist, his eyes quickly scanning her body, and whispered, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, let's go!"
Xu Xiaoyi's voice rang out again: "The Time Anchor is about to be activated, and a spatial channel will appear at the fountain in the southwest corner of the manor. You only have ten minutes! I repeat, you must reach the teleportation point within ten minutes!"
Ten minutes! The teleportation point was almost diagonally away from their location!
The two exchanged glances and simultaneously bolted southwest. Wen Yi, skirt in hand, ran at the fastest speed of her life. Her lungs burned, yet she dared not slow down even a bit. Just as they'd covered nearly a third of the distance, several familiar figures suddenly appeared at the intersection ahead—Ni Qianfan, Gao Yiyuan, and the others.
Wen Yi's heartbeat suddenly stopped.
Aren't they supposed to be in the Little White House with the groom, participating in the investigation? Why are they here? She practically roared in her heart: A good dog doesn't block the road!
In a hurry, Gu Yifeng grabbed her hand and dragged her into the shadow of a big tree beside the road.
"Why are they here?!" Wen Yi's heart was pounding and she asked in a low voice.
"I'm not sure, but their investigation may not yield any results in the short term, and they may not be targeting us." Gu Yifeng stared at the men through the gaps between the branches and leaves, "We still have a chance."
Xu Xiaoyi's urgent voice rang out again: "Attention, you have been stuck for two minutes. You have eight minutes remaining. Going around the left corridor is an alternative, but it will take at least three more minutes."
No, wasting any more time would be extremely risky! Wen Yi felt dizzy.
"There's only one way now—I'll go deal with them. You take this opportunity to leave first."
"It's too dangerous!" Wen Yi subconsciously grabbed his arm. "If you can't escape, how are you going to get to the teleportation point in time?"
"The bet is on the time difference." Gu Yifeng held her wrist with his backhand, "They don't know there are two 'Gu Yifengs' here yet. This is our chance. I'll try my best to get them away from here. Hurry and run. We'll meet at the finish line."
"But--"
"Wen Yi, believe me."
Time is passing by every second.
Wen Yi gritted her teeth and nodded heavily: "Okay! You...must come!"
Gu Yifeng looked at her deeply, his expression instantly changed to the cold and calm expression of "Director Gu", and he walked out.
"What are you all doing here?"
Ni Qianfan and Gao Yiyuan, who were talking in low voices, turned their heads at the same time, surprise written all over their faces.
"Old Gu?" Ni Qianfan spoke first, his eyes scanning him sharply. "Why are you here? Is Wen Yi awake?"
"Her condition is temporarily stable." Gu Yifeng took a few steps toward them, blocking the direction where Wen Yi was hiding. "I've come up with some suspicious points and need to verify the relevant details with you. It's not convenient to talk here, so we'll talk as we walk." He took the lead and walked towards the small white building on the east side of the manor, his steps carrying an unquestionable momentum. Gao Yiyuan hesitated to speak, exchanged a glance with Ni Qianfan, and immediately followed his footsteps. Ye Min followed silently behind.
Watching the group's figures gradually moving away, Wen Yi immediately flashed out from the shadows. She took a last look at the direction where Gu Yifeng disappeared, suppressed the worry that was surging in her heart, turned around abruptly, lifted her skirt, and sprinted towards the coordinates of the southwest corner.
Just as the outline of the fountain became faintly visible, her steps suddenly froze. In the center of the road ahead, a tall figure stood quietly in the moonlight. His black tuxedo blended seamlessly into the night. Hearing her rapid breathing, the figure slowly turned around, a strong sense of oppression.
It's her groom.
How come he is here?!
Shouldn't he have been delayed by the bride's fainting in the Little White House? How could he have appeared in this remote southwest corner so quickly?
Wen Yi's heart sank to the bottom in an instant, and a chill spread rapidly along her spine.
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The author has something to say: Thank you for the support of my parents! [Keep it up]
I hope it can be finished during the National Day holiday.
Regarding the wedding vows, they all echo the previous article [dog head holding a rose][dog head holding a rose][dog head holding a rose] Never forget your original intention
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