"Enemies reunite?" Song Ci's lips curled up slightly, and she looked at her best friend with a half-smile, a sly glint in her eyes as she quipped softly. Her bright eyes held a hint of amusement, as if she had anticipated this happening.
Huo Yan gave her a cold look. "What are you doing? What are you doing? Can you please have a good chat? Isn't it just a relationship? Why are you so serious? You two are acting like you've discovered a new world."
"If it were someone else, I wouldn't have done this, but it happened to be your mortal enemy." Song Ci looked at her curiously and said.
Although, she felt that the two of them would date sooner or later, after all, the term "love-hate relationship" always slapped the faces of those who firmly said it was impossible. Now, her best friend was slapped in the face once again.
Huo Yan remained silent this time. Indeed, they had fought to the death in the early stages, but now they were talking. If she didn't laugh at him, he would think something was wrong.
"So what if I dated her?" She looked at her best friend's face that was watching a show, stiffened her neck, and said in self-abandonment.
"What can I do? I can only wish you, my dear best friend, to end your single life and officially enter the beautiful era of love." Song Ci said.
Huo Yan was choked by her words. Well, this time, she was completely at a disadvantage in front of her. But it didn't matter. She was thick-skinned. It was just a love affair, wasn't it? What was there to be afraid of? Fearless.
"How's it going? Are you feeling in love?" Song Ci's lips curled slightly, and he looked at her with a hint of amusement in his eyes. She raised her eyebrows slightly. It was rare to see her best friend act so feminine. As expected, love makes people glow. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were evasive, and she looked like she wanted to say something but couldn't. She looked very cute and funny.
She thought to herself: This evildoer has to face this day! But it's okay, it means she is still serious about this relationship. Thinking of this, Song Ci couldn't help but feel relieved. At least she has started to move on to the next stage of her life and opened the door to love. It's a cause for celebration. Looking at her awkward look, she decided not to tease her anymore. Instead, she smiled gently and said, "You can get along slowly and get to know each other. When you are almost there, you can invite me to the wedding."
Hearing this, she raised her head and looked at Song Ci. Then Huo Yan stood up and walked directly to him, tickling her body and said, "Okay, you come to make fun of me too, humph, I'll tear your mouth apart."
The two of them played and joked for quite a while, as if they had returned to their youth. It was great. From their youth to now, they had come this far over the years. Even after going through so much, they could still get together. Time had not broken up their friendship. Each other was the best gift from God.
Huo Yan and Shen Yicheng, like most people, fell in love, fell in love, and got married.
wedding.
On this special day, she was dressed in a gorgeous wedding dress, looking like a fairy. She was standing quietly in the center of the beautifully decorated wedding hall. Her eyes met with Shen Yicheng, her soon-to-be husband, who was waiting for her with a smile. However, when she truly gazed at him, she felt an inexplicable sense of trance in her heart.
Sunlight streamed through the huge glass windows onto the floor, creating patches of dappled light and shadow. At this moment, she felt as if she were in a dream, and everything around her seemed unreal.
Memories flooded back to her heart like a tide, and the time she had spent with the groom kept flashing through her mind. She felt that it all felt like a dream. She had never imagined that one day, she would wear a wedding dress for him, and the man who married her would just stand there, gazing at her with deep affection.
Perhaps it was nervousness, perhaps it was worry about her future life, or perhaps it was just a momentary emotional fluctuation. But whatever the reason, this trance made her fall into deep thought. At this crucial moment, she suddenly understood that from now on, she and he would be together for the rest of their lives.
As the music started and the host began to read the vows, she slowly came back to her senses. Looking at the groom's affectionate eyes, she took a deep breath, took her father's arm, and walked towards him step by step.
She was completely unaware of the voices around her or what they were saying. All she could see was him slowly putting the ring on her ring finger. From then on, she truly became his wife, and he became her lifelong partner and husband.
One day after the marriage, she suddenly remembered and asked him why they always quarreled whenever they met.
Shen Yicheng defended himself: "It was obviously you who disliked me first."
Huo Yan said aggrievedly, "You're talking nonsense. It was obviously you who scolded me first."
Shen Yicheng frowned and asked doubtfully: “When did I scold you?”
Huo Yan got angry and looked at him, speechless: "The time someone confessed his love to me, you said in front of everyone that I was ugly and a tomboy."
Shen Yicheng remembered it all at once, and also remembered that after that incident, the two of them started arguing and couldn't get along with each other, and they quarreled for many years.
Shen Yicheng said with a guilty conscience: "Actually, I just can't stand that guy. Why did he confess to you? Obviously, we are childhood sweethearts, why did you accept his confession? I was angry at the time and said those words, but I don't regret it. If it happened again, I would say it again. Otherwise, if you ran away with someone, where would I find you to be my wife?"
Huo Yan glared at him and said dissatisfiedly, "When did I agree to him?"
Shen Yicheng: “You didn’t agree to him, you talked and laughed with him, and listened to his confession.”
Huo Yan said angrily, "What do you care?"
However, the past is the past. Now she is his wife, and it doesn’t matter what happens. What matters is that she is still by his side.
Shen Yicheng hugged her, his tone tender, “Well, I don’t care, as long as you are my wife.”
Huo Yan was a little unwilling: "You still call me a tomboy." In fact, she was very angry. She was so beautiful, but he insisted that she looked like a girl. She was so mad.
Shen Yicheng kissed her and smiled sincerely, “I like tomboys too. I like you no matter what you look like.”
Huo Yan curled her lips slightly, and the matter was over.
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