Chapter 18
There was a lot of laughter and the sound of joyful suona could be heard in the distance.
Li Yang opened his eyes and saw that he was holding a piece of red paper flower in both hands. Before he could react, he had already put it to his lips and licked it.
He looked up and saw his own face clearly reflected in the brass mirror.
He was wearing a bright red satin wedding gown.
Her lips, which were covered with rouge and powder and had just been lipsticked, looked very red.
Her eyes were sparkling and full of spring love, and the upturned and rebellious tails of her eyes were outlined by a black line, making them look deep, slender and seductive.
Li Yang even wanted to kill someone.
But he couldn't even control his eyes.
It was like someone was controlling him inside his body.
A person wearing a crimson cheongsam came over.
The matchmaker patted Li Yang's shoulder with a smile on her face and said, "Ayun, now that you marry into the Lu family, you can't run around like you did before. It's your duty as a wife to take care of the family."
Fang Wanyun nodded and said softly, "Grandma, I know."
Li Yang was speechless. He guessed that he had fallen into Fang Wanyun's illusion. It should be Fang Wanyun's memories, but Fang Wanyun not only used his face and his body, but also his voice. However, these people were unaware of it. They didn't even think it was strange that a man's voice came from the bride's throat.
The matchmaker took out a square red veil and covered Fang Wanyun's head with it.
Li Yang's eyes were red as he heard the festive suona sound getting closer and closer, and the sound of firecrackers also rang out one after another.
The gong sounded three times like a thunderous roar, and a loud voice came from outside the courtyard gate: "The third young master of the Lu family is here to marry the bride!"
"Hurry, hurry, hurry." The matchmaker helped the bride out of the door and said with a smile, "Be careful with the doorstep. Today is a big day. Ayun must remember this day forever."
With her head covered by a wedding veil, Li Yang only saw herself stepping over the threshold of the big red sedan chair in her embroidered shoes and sitting inside.
Firecrackers were set off and wedding candies were thrown outside. Many children would congratulate sweetly when they received the candies.
Li Yang felt that the corners of his mouth were always rising, which was the happiness and joy that Fang Wanyun felt from the bottom of her heart.
He did not try to stop Fang Wanyun from controlling his body. He wanted to see what Fang Wanyun wanted him to know.
What on earth did one go through to plunge headfirst into the deep well of that cold winter?
The wedding sedan swayed for a moment, and then the curtain was opened. A large, slender hand like jade appeared under his veil with the palm facing up.
Li Yang put his hand on him, and the man instantly held it tightly, and a warm and solid current of heat passed through his whole body.
Li Yang stepped out of the wedding sedan with her eyelashes half closed and was led into the Lu family's gate by the man.
Then they bowed to heaven and earth, to their parents, and to each other, and Li Yang cooperated with them all under the wedding veil. After being helped into the bridal chamber, Li Yang sat down on the couch properly, and was poked by peanuts and longans.
Li Yang: ...
The matchmaker smiled and said, "It's a good omen for early birth of a son."
After saying that, they left the bridal chamber, leaving Li Yang alone to watch until dark. He also wanted to rest, but his body in his red wedding dress was tense as he sat upright.
The voices outside gradually faded away, and the door of the bridal chamber was opened with a creaky sound, then closed again.
The footsteps came to him, and Li Yang saw a pair of black boots embroidered with gold cloud patterns. Then, a Ruyi scale slowly lifted the veil that blocked his view.
Li Yang slowly raised his head and cursed inwardly.
There were two Chinese characters for "happiness" pasted on the wall of the room in front of him. The man was wearing a tall wedding suit. His thick, dark hair had been combed into a young master's style with hair oil, revealing his superior forehead. Below were extremely narrow and deep eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and his jawline was neatly retracted at the corner with a sharp technique.
At this moment, he was staring at him with a nonchalant sneer, his left hand stroking the vermilion Ruyi scale handle intentionally or unintentionally.
The third young master of the Lu family is clearly Zhou Du!
He also entered Fang Wanyun's illusion.
But why am I the bride and he is the groom?
Li Yang's head was buzzing.
Zhou Du went to the round table in the room, put down the Ruyi scale, picked up a small bowl, walked over and sat next to him.
Li Yang watched him scoop up a dumpling and fed it to his lips, smiling and said, "You must be starving. Eat one."
Because that smile was too frivolous, Li Yang didn't want to eat it, but Fang Wanyun opened her mouth, took a bite, and immediately spit it out with a frown, "Raw."
Zhou Du smiled, "Okay, as you say, live."
Li Yang was scratching his head internally, but his face showed that he had reacted. His eyes were wide open, and he looked embarrassed and ashamed.
Zhou Du pushed them to the corner of the bed. The tasseled beads of the phoenix crown on Li Yang's head randomly slapped their faces. One of the beads was held between Zhou Du's lips, his eyes dimmed and flickered, "This is the first time I see you wearing a human bride's wedding dress."
How could Li Yang hear his whispered words? He was almost annoyed by the fighting beads.
Seeing the beads disrupting his vision and seeing Zhou Du's aura completely enveloping him, Li Yang tried desperately to break free, but could not break free from Fang Wanyun's suppression.
In a hurry, it was not known whether he broke free from the restraints or Fang Wanyun let him go, but his whole consciousness began to blur, as if he was floating away.
In a trance, he heard Zhou Du's chuckle, and then his vision froze on the corner of the door. He saw the red candle swaying and the bed curtains being drawn.
My vision gradually became blurred.
Li Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Fang Wanyun was moral and turned on the lights.
Then, without delay, Fang Wanyun released the scene of her and the Third Young Master Lu getting to know each other.
At the age of seventeen, Fang Wanyun was still an ordinary girls' school student. While participating in a student patriotic movement, she met a photojournalist, and was then introduced to Lu Jinghuan, the third young master of the Lu family who had studied abroad and was well-mannered.
The two of them were just like what is written in love storybooks, they hit it off at first sight and fell in love again after seeing each other again.
Lu Jinghuan would tell Fang Wanyun about what he saw and learned in the outside world, and Fang Wanyun was thrilled to hear it, and then was fascinated by Lu Jinghuan's own insights. Not to mention that every time they met on a date, they would bring flowers with poetic meanings, each of which accurately touched the girl's soul.
Fang Wanyun was young and soon fell into the beautiful dream woven by Lu Jinghuan.
The Fang family is of ordinary financial condition, with only an elder brother who works as a unloader at the dock to earn money to support the family. Fang Wanyun was raised and sent to school by her brother, and her brother is her backbone.
On the day of their engagement, Fang Wanyun took Lu Jinghuan home to meet her brother Fang Jiangwu.
Fang Jiangwu ignored the gifts brought by Lu Jinghuan and drank alone.
Fang Jiangwu waited until Fang Wanyun sent Lu Jinghuan away before speaking: "I don't agree."
"Why?" the innocent and kind-hearted Fang Wanyun asked her brother.
Fang Jiangwu, who seldom spoke, said stiffly: "He is the young master of the Lu family. We can't afford him."
"He said he didn't mind, he said he would marry me." Eighteen-year-old Fang Wanyun treats people sincerely and has a clear vision of others.
Fang Jiangwu did not give another reason, but said as usual: "It's just not possible. It's rare to see such rich people."
Fang Wanyun naturally didn't take her brother's warning to heart. She just thought that Fang Jiangwu couldn't stand the children of wealthy families.
After the conversation, Fang Jiangwu began to intentionally supervise his sister, but Fang Wanyun was still able to meet with Lu Jinghuan secretly.
Until one night, Fang Jiangwu came home drunk, pushed open his sister's door, and took out all the letters from her drawer.
Those were the letters between Fang Wanyun and Lu Jinghuan that she had carefully collected. Every word in them seemed to be ironed in her heart, but they were all torn up by Fang Jiangwu.
"Brother! What are you doing?!" Fang Wanyun pushed her brother away and squatted on the ground trying to put the papers together.
Fang Jiangwu exhaled alcohol and pointed at his sister and said, "I knew you were meeting that Lu before, but I turned a blind eye to it. But from today on, you stay away from him. If you see him again, I will break one of your legs!"
Li Yang almost yawned when he saw this, and began to guess the plot: "Her brother must have known something about Lu Jinghuan, and found out that he is not a good person, so he did this."
After he finished complaining, the screen suddenly flickered, like the snow on an old-fashioned TV.
...and people are not allowed to complain about the plot from eighty years ago.
At the same time, a voice came out from the side, agreeing with him: "Yeah."
Li Yang was startled and recognized it was Zhou Du, but they had no physical bodies now, only vision, so they had not noticed it.
"You haven't left yet?"
Zhou Du said casually, "I can't leave."
"Then continue watching."
Fang Wanyun said goodbye to Lu Jinghuan with tears in her eyes. When she turned around to leave, Lu Jinghuan hugged her, and the two of them expressed their love like star-crossed mandarin ducks.
Fang Wanyun finally chose to meet Lu Jinghuan more secretly, but she no longer put the things he gave her in public, because Fang Jiangwu would search her room at any time.
As Fang Wanyun's graduation was approaching, Fang Jiangwu became much more relaxed.
But on the day of graduation, Fang Wanyun brought in the third young master of the Lu family and several servants with the betrothal gifts.
Fang Jiangwu threw the betrothal gift out of the door and told Fang Wanyun the truth: "This guy is involved in prostitution, gambling and drugs. Don't forget that our family was ruined because of gambling and drugs! People who meet these three things are not human. How can you have a good life with him?!"
Fang Wanyun shook her head in disbelief, "I have made up my mind to marry him."
Fang Jiangwu grinned and said, "You marry, you marry, and don't come crying to me when the time comes."
"Don't marry out of my house. Get away from me."
Lu Jinghuan found a house for Fang Wanyun. Three days later, she left the house and married into the Lu family.
This is the scene where Li Yang fell into the illusion at the beginning.
The girl, who was only eighteen years old, was ignorant of the world. How could she have known that her life before and after marriage was like a completely different life.
She also received higher education and knew that women need to have goals in life and should not depend on others, but she never felt that this was inconsistent with the pursuit of happiness.
What she hadn't thought about was the fact that for most women, no matter what era, getting married is more like entrusting themselves to a man or that man's family, and this process requires constantly giving up themselves.
After the wedding night, Lu Jinghuan's true colors were exposed. He indulged in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. Fang Wanyun was unable to control him. The old lady of the Lu family even said to him, "I let him marry you because I thought you could control this prodigal son. I didn't expect you to be so useless."
One night, after Lu Jinghuan came home drunk, Fang Wanyun asked him in tears, "Why did you marry me?"
Lu Jinghuan narrowed his eyes at her and said with a smile: "You look obedient and won't control me."
Fang Wanyun was crying hard, Lu Jinghuan gently wiped her cheeks, "Don't cry, I like you too, otherwise I wouldn't care who I marry."
A woman thinks she is marrying for love, but in fact it is just the man’s insignificant liking for her.
Fang Wanyun later learned from her sister-in-law that after Lu Jinghuan returned to China, his father urged him to get married, and even said that if he got married, he could divide the family property in advance. Lu Jinghuan was unwilling to marry a woman of similar family background, but because she was easily constrained and cautious, he chose Fang Wanyun, who had an ordinary background and was slightly more to his liking.
From that day on, Fang Wanyun stopped crying and became more silent. She didn't care about her husband's extravagant life outside, she just sat in the yard every day and watched the sky gradually darken. Occasionally, her sister-in-law would come to see her with her child and talk to her. She would only smile when she held the carefree child and fed him sugar cakes and watched him eat until his mouth was full.
The sister-in-law said, "Let's have a child. Maybe it will be better if we have a child. We will have hope."
The two women looked at the sky above the walls that were built around them.
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