Eighteen should have been a vibrant and youthful time, but Su Bing'er's fate was forever altered from that moment on.
In the prime of her life, she lost the one she loved most. Her first love, with whom she should have grown old together, became a permanent separation.
The beautiful wedding chapel was filled with romantic touches. A romantic wedding is every girl's dream, but for her, it became a permanent nightmare and the beginning of her misfortune.
At the wedding ceremony, guests were entering the church one after another, and everyone was offering their congratulations.
Congratulations!
"Congratulations! Double happiness!"
The Li couple responded to the congratulatory guests with smiles on their faces.
''Thanks!''
''Thanks! ''
Deep down, they were not satisfied with this daughter-in-law, feeling that her status was not respectable. However, since she was carrying their Li family's child, they had no choice but to accept her for the sake of their grandson.
The church was packed with people, and the guests were chatting happily, all discussing the bride, the star of the day.
On the second-floor dressing table, the stylists were getting impatient. The auspicious day was fast approaching, but the bride seemed completely unwilling. She wouldn't let them serve her, wouldn't cooperate at all, and wouldn't utter a single word, like a puppet.
The glass door to the dressing room was pushed open, and the man who walked in was Li Xinye, the groom of the day. He was the only son of the Li family.
He was wearing a custom-made white suit today, which added an extra touch of refined elegance to his already handsome face. The makeup artists saw him as if he were their savior.
The stylist, looking anxious and slightly excited, said to him, "Young Master Li, you've finally arrived."
It seems the only option now is to ask the groom for help; otherwise, how will the bride proceed without dressing up and changing her clothes?
Seeing her gazing listlessly out the window, Li Xinye gestured for them to leave for a moment. Sitting on the sofa with her back to the outside, sunlight streamed in, making her already gentle face appear even more beautiful and captivating. The only flaw was that the bride before him showed no joy whatsoever for today's wedding; instead, her face remained expressionless.
Li Xinye slowly approached, leaning down behind her. "Bing'er, why haven't you changed your clothes yet? Don't you like that wedding dress? But there's no time to change, so just make do."
The gentle, refined man smiled warmly as he bent down to sniff his beloved girl's neck, but she remained unmoved, her beautiful eyes vacant and lifeless.
At this moment, Li Xinye's gentle smile immediately turned into a wicked smile, and then he switched back to his signature smile. However, the words he spoke were suffocating.
"Bing'er, don't forget, today is our wedding day. And our child, the fruit of our love, is here to witness his parents walk down the aisle."
Bing'er, are you still thinking about that man right now? It's a pity, you will never marry him. In this life, you can only be mine, and even in death, you will bear the surname of my Li family.
A wicked smile crept across his face.
Then they let the people outside in to do her makeup and hair. Because of the tight schedule, the makeup artists quickly did the bride's makeup and hair, and finished in just half an hour.
Then the bride in front of the mirror finally finished dressing, without any extra expression from beginning to end. Even if she looked beautiful in the mirror, so what? This marriage and wedding were not what she wanted, and from then on, she would bury her love.
The wedding march began, and the beautiful bride walked in from outside the church, followed closely by her bridesmaids. Flower girls scattered champagne-colored roses as the procession slowly made its way in. But just as they reached the center of the church, a sudden, abrupt sound rang out.
Suddenly, an anxious voice rang out, "Wait!"
He felt a surge of relief, thankful he hadn't missed her. Sweating profusely, he walked towards his beloved girl, each step heavy, until a gentle voice rang out.
"Bing'er, I'm here. Are you sure you want to marry him?"
Today, he too was dressed in a well-tailored white suit. His once sunny and handsome boyish image now carried a touch of mature masculinity. Looking at his first love so close, his empty eyes finally showed a change. He longed to rush into his arms again, to feel the warmth of his embrace, to feel his familiar scent, but he couldn't. He was sorry, his love, his first love, his Han-gege, his senior, for his unrequited love in this life. He hoped that in the next life, their love could be rekindled.
As I drew closer, I realized I'd never felt so helpless before. With each step, my heart raced a little more. It felt like I'd traversed countless mountains and rivers, an eternity, to finally reach her side. I stopped a meter away, gazing at the girl with tender, unwavering eyes.
Their eyes met, a fleeting moment of deep affection passing between them, silently, until the beautiful voice rang out again.
"Bing'er, I'm here, do you know that? You can't marry him. You're my wife, not his. You're mine, have you forgotten? The person you love is me. You should marry me, not him. Do you know that? Do you know what you're doing?" She became increasingly agitated, her voice trembling, each question a veiled accusation, but she couldn't answer. "Brother Han, don't force me anymore. Let go, we can't be together. Don't hurt yourself anymore." Her heart ached, a piercing, excruciating pain, so much so that she could hardly breathe.
The man, his face full of affection, received no answer for a long time and began to grow anxious. "Bing'er, Bing'er, Bing'er, I am your groom! You should be my bride, not his!"
The man almost roared, screaming at his beloved girl with heart-wrenching cries, shaking her body as if to bring her to her senses. Several heartfelt calls were met with her expressionless face.
"Bing'er, marry me, please? You shouldn't be here. You're my bride, mine, you know that? Today is our engagement day, how can you have a wedding here with another man?" Hearing his pained and desperate voice, she longed to throw herself into his arms and weep bitterly, but she couldn't, she couldn't.
The man who had been watching the show for a while walked over with a smile on his face.
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