The beautiful story continues... The summer sun is particularly intense, and even with the curtains closed, the all-pervasive sunlight still seeps in from behind the curtains and through the cracks in the door.
The dazzling sunlight slowly awakened the sleeping beauty in the bed.
Today is a big day for Li Jia, my junior high school classmate.
Although the two were not particularly close when they were in school, their relationship has gradually improved since they returned to their hometowns to work.
On such an important day as her wedding, Chen Zhiyao took a day off.
The wedding banquet was in the evening, so there was no need to go too early. Chen Zhiyao slept comfortably until she woke up naturally.
I sat up in bed with my eyes half-closed, and all I could hear were my mom and grandma laughing downstairs, and the sounds of my big yellow dog, Snowball, playing and shouting.
After stretching, Chen Zhiyao got out of bed full of energy.
I drew back the curtains, and the blazing sunlight was almost blinding. "The weather is really nice today, sunny and bright, it's a good day."
After a quick wash, Chen Zhiyao opened her wardrobe and began to pick out her clothes for the day with great interest.
She spends her days fishing at sea and hasn't dressed up properly in a long time, so she took out the few pretty dresses she had left in her closet.
She tried on several dresses to show off, and finally chose a light blue high-waisted dress.
There's no other way; if you're petite, you can only work on your clothing. Try to choose clothes that make you look taller.
After changing into a pair of 5-centimeter high heels, Chen Zhiyao twirled around in front of the mirror with a smug look on her face and nodded in satisfaction.
Not bad, not bad. It won't steal the bride's thunder, and it looks good and appropriate.
Her ponytail, which was usually tied up high, was now down, and she used two small rabbit-shaped clips to hold back the stray hairs on her forehead and cheeks.
Chen Zhiyao has a good natural foundation, with three-dimensional facial features and fair and delicate skin. In addition, she goes to bed early and gets up early every day, so there are almost no blemishes on her face.
She doesn't usually like to wear makeup; she just applies a simple dusty rose lipstick and that's it.
Looking at the time, Chen Zhiyao realized it was only 9 o'clock. She changed her high heels into comfortable slippers and rushed downstairs for breakfast.
There was no sea trip today, but the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law couldn't stay idle. They went to the beach early to collect seafood and are now cleaning various kinds of small seafood in the yard.
Seeing her daughter dressed so beautifully, Yan Shuting, who is obsessed with looks, was in a better mood:
"Not bad, not bad. Young people should dress up nicely. This looks great, just like when I was young."
While praising his daughter, he didn't forget to praise himself as well.
Grandma Chen, standing nearby, nodded repeatedly, "Our Tangtang is beautiful. She looks good even in a burlap sack. If she's dressed up properly, she'll be absolutely stunning!"
Chen Zhiyao was so embarrassed by the two people's praise that she quickly hid in the kitchen and brought the clam rice noodles that the family had left for her to the table.
In the afternoon, Chen Zhiyao drove her father's Wuling Hongguang to the only five-star hotel in town early in the morning.
The wedding was a huge success, with the parking lot filled with all sorts of cars, and Chen Zhiyao almost couldn't find a parking spot.
As soon as she arrived at the door, she saw a familiar face: Mr. Yang's mother.
"Tangtang, you're here for the wedding too?" Huang Liling was overjoyed to see Chen Zhiyao.
"Hello Aunt Huang, I'm the bride's junior high school classmate," Chen Zhiyao greeted politely.
Huang Liling's eyes darted around for a moment, then she smiled and pulled her inside:
"This groom is my nephew from the same clan. He happened to be here to help out today. Come on, I'll take you inside."
After walking only a few steps, Huang Liling whispered in Chen Zhiyao's ear again:
"Tangtang, there was a small problem with the seating arrangement today, so you'll have to sit on the men's side later."
"ah?"
Chen Zhiyao was taken aback for a moment, then quickly replied, "Okay, okay, no problem."
After walking through a crowd, she was finally seated at a table in the corner. There weren't many people at the table, just a handful.
Before leaving, Huang Liling patted the shoulder of the person sitting to Chen Zhiyao's left:
"You know Tangtang too, take good care of her."
Chen Zhiyao turned her head in the direction of the voice and saw a handsome young man in a white shirt.
Wearing glasses, he looks refined and gentle, somewhat like a budget version of Meng Yanchen.
Hey, this guy looks kind of familiar.
"What, don't you remember me?" The voice sounded very familiar.
Chen Zhiyao blinked, and it took her several seconds to realize that this was her junior high school classmate, Yang Jiahe.
This can't be blamed on her. The two weren't close in junior high, and they only occasionally ran into each other during winter and summer vacations in high school. After college, they basically didn't see each other anymore.
Her impression of this person was still that of a handsome young man with a bowl cut and baby fat.
They say girls change a lot as they grow up, but it seems boys change a lot too.
"Yang Jiahe, you've become more handsome." Chen Zhiyao smiled, the atmosphere slightly awkward.
"You haven't changed at all. No wonder you're the prettiest girl in our class." As she spoke, she thoughtfully pushed a plate of snacks in front of her.
Chen Zhiyao picked up a few sunflower seeds and slowly began to peel them. Having something to do made her feel less embarrassed.
Just then, a pleasant voice rang in my ears again:
"The groom is from the class next door, you might even know him."
Who's from the class next door?
"The sports representative of Class 2 won first place in the 800-meter race during the junior high school sports meet."
"Now that you mention it, I do vaguely remember it..."
...
The two chatted about their student days and gradually became acquainted.
"My brother told me you recently bought another big boat, that's great."
"No one can compare to you, the academic star. You're probably the one who's doing the best in the class right now."
"I can't compare to you, this little rich woman who makes a fortune in silence."
As they chatted, Chen Zhiyao took out her phone: "We don't seem to have WeChat yet, let's add each other."
Yang Jiahe: "..."
"You forgot? We added each other on WeChat when we graduated from junior high school."
"Really?" Chen Zhiyao asked, looking puzzled.
The two hadn't been in contact since graduation, and this person rarely posted on social media, so she had no recollection of them at all.
All the news about him came from his own mother gossiping to her.
Seeing that she didn't believe him, Yang Jiahe directly opened her WeChat Moments, where the most eye-catching picture was of her hugging a large blue-spotted cat and grinning foolishly.
The two hadn't been in contact for a long time, and Yang Jiahe hadn't even remembered his old classmate until Chen Zhiyao started posting on her WeChat Moments every day after she returned home.
With familiar blue skies and white clouds, various rare large fish, and a beautiful and interesting woman, it's hard not to notice her.
Looking at the photo of herself grinning foolishly, Chen Zhiyao felt a wave of embarrassment.
"I guess I forgot to change the nickname before. Send me an emoji and I'll add a note."
Clicking on a profile picture of a big yellow dog with an unusually bright smile, Yang Jiahe sent his name directly to it.
Just as Chen Zhiyao was wondering what to say, the bride and groom finally entered.
The wedding was very beautiful, and the bride and groom were a perfect match. After eating and drinking, the two ran into several old classmates.
Some people could still remember the names, while others only looked familiar but couldn't recall the person.
After running into an old classmate whose name they couldn't recall, the two of them tacitly slipped away together.
As they reached the door, they both laughed.
Yang Jiahe glanced at Chen Zhiyao, who was smiling radiantly, his ears turning slightly red, and asked with a hint of anticipation:
"Shall I take you home?"
The rather oblivious Chen Zhiyao didn't notice at all, and waved with a smile before striding forward:
"No need, I drove here."
However, as I left, I glanced at the handsome guy in front of me a couple more times. After all, handsome guys are public property, so why not take a look?
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