Chapter 9 The reserved ninth day: Are the characters a good match, or are they a good match as people?
In her eyes, the beautiful scenery of lakes and mountains melted the ice and snow, turning into gurgling spring water, flowing clearly through his heart.
He knew that Dan Yin's eyes were beautiful, but he never thought they could be so beautiful.
A sudden feeling of mischief enveloped him, and Pei Yunhe felt his throat was extremely dry.
He wanted to moisten his throat, but felt it was inappropriate; he wanted to look away, but was reluctant to let go of that sparkling beauty.
In the end, Shan Yin avoided his gaze and looked into the mirror again.
"Sister-in-law, did you put on too much blush? Or maybe change the color?"
Pei Yunmiao suddenly approached and spoke, disturbing the pool of spring water. The makeup artist looked at Shan Yin's face in surprise.
“That shouldn’t be the case…”
"Miao Miao, come sit over here." Zhou Yan suppressed his smile and shook his head, beckoning his wife, who hadn't quite grasped his intentions, over. "You're standing there, blocking your brother."
"Really?" Pei Yunmiao walked away.
Pei Yunhe frowned and glared at Zhou Yan from behind.
"Don't just stand there, go help Yinyin, or clean yourself up." Xi Minxia couldn't bear it anymore and nodded at Pei Yunhe.
"She's putting on makeup. How can I help her?" Pei Yunhe didn't want to get closer, nor did he dare to look at Shan Yin's seductive eyes again.
Xi Minxia was so disappointed that she couldn't make him become a good person: "Hand me a brush, a powder puff, or at least stand there and chant a few lines, can't you?"
Won't!
Pei Yunhe screamed in his heart.
He didn't dare to do that either.
Pei Yunhe looked at his mother in surprise.
Even Shan Yin spoke up to help him break the awkwardness: "No need, we can do it ourselves."
Xi Minxia had no choice but to say, "Then go and pack up. The tailor will get it soon, and you guys need to try on some wedding dresses."
Xi Minxia always felt that the hasty wedding was unfair to Shan Yin, so even though everything was rushed, she still demanded the best.
The tailor shop that customized the wedding dress was a century-old store. She used her connections and paid the master craftsman enough money and face to invite him to come out. Although it could not be customized from scratch according to Dan Yin's wishes, at least it had to be perfect within the limited conditions.
Pei Yunhe naturally knew all this, but he didn't understand it, and he became more and more uneasy for no reason.
Just watching Shan Yin trying on her makeup made him feel uncomfortable. If he saw her in her wedding dress with his own eyes...
When he thought of that scene, Pei Yunhe felt a burning sensation in his throat, as if there was a volcano of old snow buried in his heart. The snow on the mountain was melted by the spring breeze, and smoke lingered.
"My size of clothes is always available in the store, no need to try again." He had no choice but to make an excuse.
"How can that be possible!" Xi Minxia objected.
Pei Yunhe felt his heart trembling more and more, as if something was about to burst out.
"I have something to do at the company. I have to go there. Yes, I have to go there!"
If he didn't leave now, he would really feel uneasy.
Picking up the coat from the hanger, Pei Yunhe turned around and strode out the door.
“Hey!”
Shan Yin suddenly remembered something, leaned forward, and almost stood up.
But this actually forced Pei Yunhe to speed up his pace.
His eyes were stern and his jaw was tense. He only said "I'll send the clothes to Xiaohan later" and left without looking back. Others who saw him thought he was very dissatisfied with the wedding.
Xi Minxia said angrily: "This child!"
He turned around and comforted Dan Yin.
Looking at the figure hurriedly leaving outside the yard, Shan Yin didn't know what he felt in his heart.
She smiled softly at Xi Minxia, who looked concerned, and returned to her dignified and self-possessed self, who was impeccable in every way.
But the spring scenery in my eyes has faded a little, mixed in a layer of mist.
On the other side, Pei Yunhe had really gone to Xiaohan Group. He planned to use the complicated and tedious work to calm himself down, but he didn't expect that before he had sat in the office for half an hour, Meng Chuan came to his house and took him to Weilan.
"All the old classmates are here, old time, old time! Won't you do me a favor?"
“No reward.”
The people Meng Chuan invited were a few friends they had grown up with, all of whom were from wealthy families and were on Pei Yunhe's wedding invitation list.
This time, they suddenly learned that Pei Yunhe was getting married. Some of them were in Nanqiao, and some were not. They flew from all over the country to attend the wedding. Meng Chuan made an appointment with everyone to go to Wei Lan for a drink in advance.
Pei Yunhe had no intention of showing any favor. They had been playing together for many years, so it was better not to do these superficial favors. If they all cared about these empty things, they would not have played together.
But when he heard that one or two of them were also classmates from Nanqiao No. 1 Middle School, Pei Yunhe frowned and thought of something, and let Meng Chuan hold him and go together.
After arriving at Wei Lan and exchanging a few quick greetings with his friends and explaining what he needed to do, Pei Yunhe sat on the sofa drinking with little interest.
He didn't drink much, just a sip or two to moisten his throat, but the dim light in the box swayed softly and still made him intoxicated.
The figure of Shan Yin vaguely appeared before his eyes again, sitting so quietly in his home, with a pretty face and an ethereal appearance. Just by slightly lifting his eyelids, he saw the entire spring.
Pei Yunhe shook his eyes, but he couldn't get Shan Yin out of his mind.
He thought that the sapling in his heart was growing uncontrollably. No wonder the herbaceous aroma of this gin and tonic today was so strong, the mellow fragrance lingered around his nose, and the fragrance went straight to his heart, as if he was trapped in a forest.
At this moment, the cell phone suddenly rang, and the vibration woke Pei Yunhe up. He picked up the phone and saw that it was a message from Pei Yunmiao.
There was only one picture. The moment Pei Yunhe clicked on the dialog box, his pupils shrank slightly and his eyes froze.
Shan Yin stood in front of the huge old-fashioned retro glass door in the living room, wearing a lace one-shoulder mermaid wedding dress that perfectly outlined her perfect figure.
Beneath her slender, smooth neck, the strands of lace are as gentle and elegant as she is, while scattered sequins dotted along her ribs add a touch of sultry sexiness. The handmade floral arrangements woven into the enormous train complement the floral arrangements on the veil.
The light coming in from the window cast a layer of sacred gold on her body, and those embellishments turned into poems expressing love, lasting forever.
Pei Yunhe couldn't help but be attracted to Shan Yin. The light shining on her in her wedding dress made him travel back through several years and return to the time when they were in love.
And he was even more certain that from now on, this love would surge like the tide, one wave higher than the other, and would never dry up.
He suddenly felt that this spacious box was a bit cramped. Just as he raised his hand to loosen the collar of his shirt, Pei Yunmiao sent him another picture.
They actually photoshopped a solo photo of him together with a photo of Dan Yin trying on a wedding dress.
I don’t know how Pei Yunmiao did it, the two photos blended perfectly, even their postures and expressions were perfect.
Pei Yunhe remembered that Pei Yunmiao had once said that he was old-fashioned and didn't even know about AI photo editing technology.
How could he not know? But looking at this photo, he suddenly had the thought that he was really a little old-fashioned.
Will Shan Yin dislike him?
Probably not.
He doesn’t allow it either!
But I have to say that this photo looks very good.
Because the wedding date was tight, he and Shan Yin had not arranged time to take wedding photos, so he stood up and sat up straight, quickly typed a request to requisition Pei Yunmiao's photography team for tomorrow's wedding, and then clicked on the photos and saved them.
"Yo."
An inopportune teasing sound came from beside him, and the soft leather sofa sank for a moment. Meng Chuan hooked his arm around Pei Yunhe's neck and leaned his head towards his phone screen.
"They're a perfect match, a perfect match!"
Pei Yunhe frowned, turned his phone screen over, and glared at Meng Chuan unhappily.
"Where did you learn this bad habit? Are you trying to learn how to spy on Lan Cen's phone?"
His words easily diverted the attention of the crowd, and a girl who was sitting on the sofa drinking and listening to music not far away glanced over when she heard his words.
"I dare not!"
Meng Chuan held Pei Yunhe and smiled awkwardly at Lan Cen.
"Cen Cen, please don't listen to his nonsense. I would never dare to peek at your phone! I swear!"
Lan Cen rolled his eyes and ignored Meng Chuan, but he also stood up and sat closer.
Meng Chuan quickly explained: "I just came over to look for him and accidentally took a peek. I really didn't mean to peek at his phone!"
Seeing Pei Yunhe lazily watching his show, Meng Chuan resisted the urge to punch him in the chest and put on a smile.
"Isn't it because I saw that Mr. He and Shan Yin were such a good match that I couldn't help but take another look! Oh, come on, I thought they were a good match back in high school. Don't you think so, Cen Cen?"
When he suddenly said this, Meng Chuan suddenly felt that the word "matched" was exactly the same as his memory.
During the Cultural Festival that year, he seemed to have said the same thing when he was standing in front of the bulletin board and teasing Pei Yunhe.
The two calligraphy works are placed together, one line in regular script, flowing smoothly and with iron-like strokes and silver-like hooks, which can truly be called a masterpiece.
But Meng Chuan obviously had no artistic talent, so he couldn't come up with such profound words. He looked at it for a long while, then nodded repeatedly and praised, "It's a good match, a very good match!"
Pei Yunhe also stood in front of the bulletin board, staring at the painting "The Goddess of Luo River" for a long time, so long that when Meng Chuan thought he didn't hear what he said, he replied inexplicably:
"Are the words a good match, or are the people a good match?"
Just like what he said casually now, holding his glass, "What do you mean by a good match? A good match in photos, or a good match in person?"
Even though Meng Chuan was a bit stubborn, it was enough for him to comprehend the deeper meaning of Pei Yunhe's words at that time.
He slapped his thigh and said, "You little bastard! I thought I heard it wrong back then! It seems you were already thinking about her back then! You! Hey! You!"
Meng Chuan hung his head and stamped his feet, not knowing whether he hated Pei Yunhe for being incompetent or hated himself for being slow to react.
Lan Cen couldn't stand it anymore, so he pushed Meng Chuan and said, "Go play somewhere else," and sent him away to sing.
By chance, the song he ordered, "Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For You", happened to play on the machine. He immediately put aside the regret that had been gnawed at his heart, ran to the side excitedly, took the microphone, and began to express his deep love to Lan Cen with the accompaniment.
Meng Chuan has a deep voice and speaks authentic English, which is pleasant to the ear.
As he sang slowly and softly, he became calmer and his temperament became more charming.
Amidst this affectionate and melodious song, Lan Cen noticed that Pei Yunhe suddenly curled his lips into a smile, then raised his hand and drank the remaining wine in the glass.
She couldn't help but say, "I told you that something was wrong before. Why didn't you tell her if you liked her so much?"
Pei Yunhe looked at her and said nothing.
Lan Cen sighed for Pei Yunhe and Shan Yin, "But fortunately, after all these twists and turns, they finally got married."
"But she didn't remember me at all."
"Uh...then why don't you tell her? And don't let us show our faces in front of her."
Someone gritted their teeth for a few seconds, "...Forget it, it's not necessary."
Pei Yunhe leaned back on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the subtitles on the big screen.
This was originally an unpleasant memory, so it was fine for him to remember it alone. Since Dan Yin had forgotten it, there was no need to bring it up again and add to her burden.
"Okay." Lan Cen respected Pei Yunhe's opinion.
This is indeed a sad question, and it can be seen that Pei Yunhe is still worried about it.
She paused and offered soothing words, "Don't take it too seriously. It's been over ten years, and she was only our classmate for a year. She's a rather quiet person, and she never even spoke to many people in the class. It's normal that she doesn't remember them."
"If you want me to think, I can't even remember the names and looks of some of my classmates."
"Anyway, it's good that you're together now."
That's true.
Pei Yunhe nodded to Lan Cen in thanks.
"You two are a perfect match."
Lan Cen finished his words, shrugged, and repeated Meng Chuan's previous words, his eyes falling on Meng Chuan in front of the big screen.
He happened to be singing the chorus, holding the microphone tightly and humming with his eyes closed.
"The world may change my whole life through,
But nothing's gonna change my love for you."
The ending tone turned a few times, and Pei Yunhe's attention was also attracted over.
Perhaps just as the lyrics say, he thought he had let it go all these years, but after reuniting with Shan Yin, he discovered that nothing could change his love.
What he can do now, and what he will do, is to let Shan Yin know his love one day.
There is a long way to go, and he has a lifetime to take things slowly.
At this time, the mobile phone screen lit up again. Pei Yunhe lowered his eyes and saw that the message came from Dan Yin, the person he was thinking about while listening to the song.
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Lyrics from the song "Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For You"
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