Xu Zhaozhao immediately launched into a materialistic lecture for Gu Qingyan.
In short, it's called "information bombardment".
But the other party ignored her, and Xu Zhaozhao felt like she had punched a cotton ball.
It was already 9:10 when she finished typing, and the wedding was starting in half an hour, yet the bride was still at home.
No, I'm about to explode with anger.
Xu Zhaozhao quickly turned off her phone, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in the master bedroom, and opened the small window to let in some fresh air.
The weather is great today. The clouds are neither too thin nor too thick, and some sunlight is shining through, but not enough to scorch your skin.
October in Huadu is still the season for wearing short sleeves, so Xu Zhaozhao won't be cold wearing a wedding dress—this is one of the reasons why Huadu was chosen as the wedding location.
Someone laid a red carpet on the beach, with something underneath it, which stretched out into the sea.
Xu Zhaozhao frowned.
Which conspicuous bag keeps spreading out a red carpet on the beach, whether it's for a reason or not?
There is no answer.
The sound of the ship sailing reached Xu Zhao's ears on the sea breeze, and he looked into the distance.
A huge ship was sailing from a distance toward the shore.
This was the first time Xu Zhaozhao had seen such a scene, and she watched with great interest.
As the ship drew closer and the details became clearer, Xu Zhaozhao realized something was wrong.
This ship is so cool! It has the exterior of a European church, and the cross-shaped dome in the center is very distinctive.
The ship sailed on the sea, its propeller churning the water and leaving a long white trail behind it, like... a moving church.
The steps for boarding and disembarking were also covered with red carpet, which connected perfectly with the ground.
Even if Xu Zhaozhao was slow to understand, she understood what Gu Qingyan meant when he said, "The church will come to find you."
The phone she was holding vibrated.
Piglet: The church is here, the bride can come out now.
Piglet: [Sprinkling flowers.jpg]
Xu Zhaozhao's thoughts had already drifted off to who-knows-where.
9:40.
Gu Yulin, dressed in a little black suit, walked in and took Xu Zhaozhao's hand, saying, "Mom, it's time to go and marry Dad!"
She was completely guided by Gu Yulin, who helped her lift her skirt.
Xu Zhaozhao was worried that she might slip and fall on the soft sand under the red carpet, as she didn't know what material was underneath it.
It turned out she had worried too much; walking on the red carpet felt much the same as walking on a regular red carpet.
She walked down the red carpet, ascended the steps, and entered the wedding hall that belonged to her.
Go through that open door to find a small backstage area.
Xu Zhaozhao was familiar with the wedding process; the wedding venue was just outside the small backstage area.
However, backstage, Xu Zhaozhao almost couldn't hold back her tears.
Xu Mingxu, dressed in military uniform, stood in the light waiting for her, his chest adorned with the honors of his life. When he turned to look at her, there was a slight clinking sound.
He was wearing white gloves and had a straight posture, but you could also tell he was a little uneasy.
Even a powerful and influential general can act as impetuously as a young man at his daughter's wedding.
Xu Zhaozhao threw herself into his arms, instantly melting Xu Mingxu's feigned serious expression.
He raised his hand and patted her back; all his emotions were expressed in silence.
"Wow, so beautiful..."
Song Zhiyu stood beside her, her eyes already brimming with tears, and her voice trembled with sobs.
Xu Zhaozhao used her strong ability to control her tears to forcefully hold back the tears that were welling up inside her.
The ship slowly started moving, getting closer and closer to ten o'clock.
Gu Yulin picked up a small flower basket filled with carnation petals he had plucked; he was Xu Zhaozhao's flower boy today.
This was also something Xu Zhaozhao strongly requested.
In Western weddings, flower girls are the embodiment of Cupid, the god of love, and are the little angels at the wedding.
The last five minutes.
Xu Mingxu's eyes were red. Song Zhiyu stepped forward and covered Xu Zhaozhao's head with a veil. Everything in front of her became blurry, and she couldn't see the expressions of the two of them clearly.
She took her father's arm and waited quietly for the door to open, her heart slowly racing.
finally.
Tap, tap, tap tap...
As the wedding march began, the light filtering through the gauze gradually brightened, and Xu Zhaozhao could clearly feel Xu Mingxu's muscles tense up instantly.
Following the musical notes, she was led by her father, and flower petals scattered by Gu Yulin gently fell on her.
At first, she lowered her eyes nervously and saw the blocky figure that was waiting to greet her as soon as she opened the door.
I don't know where I am, I only know that I'm walking very, very slowly.
She finally raised her eyes, and through the veil, the magnificent interior was blurred, the world fell into an illusion, and she could only focus on a white light and shadow at the end.
The somewhat blurry light gradually became clearer as she approached.
Xu Zhaozhao stopped walking as Xu Mingxu stopped, and the flower petals stopped falling on her.
This also means that—
She had already reached Gu Qingyan, her fingers unconsciously clenching and wrinkling Xu Mingxu's clothes.
Xu Mingxu held her hand in his, and she could clearly feel the calluses on his palms, a sense of security unique to fathers.
Soon, another warm hand covered hers, forcefully intertwining their fingers.
She doesn't even need to see it to know who it is.
"You got off easy, you brat."
After saying this in a cold and hard tone, Xu Mingxu slowly walked off the stage.
If I don't leave now, the tears that are welling up in my eyes will burst forth.
The priest said, "Please, groom, lift the bride's veil."
Gu Qingyan moved closer to her again—she smelled his unique fragrance.
He placed her carefully arranged bouquet into his hand and took her hand in his place.
His handsome hands slowly lifted her veil, gently brushing it behind her head, and carefully tidying it up for her.
Xu Zhaozhao was finally able to see the scene inside the church clearly.
The room was filled with distinguished guests, but Xu Zhaozhao could only see Gu Qingyan.
He was wearing a white suit, the fine diamonds on it reflecting light, and a faint smile on his face—a perfect contrast of white.
While Xu Zhaozhao was in a daze, he slowly approached and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
He lowered his voice and said to her, "She's even more beautiful than I imagined."
The next step is the consultation ceremony.
The priest said, "Distinguished guests and friends, we are about to witness the sacred moment of the wedding as the bride and groom exchange their vows before the Lord."
"Please stand up!"
The guests all stood up at once.
"Are you willing to be witnesses to the wedding vows of Mr. Gu Qingyan and Ms. Xu Zhaozhao?"
"willing!"
Some people shouted more than once; Xu Zhaozhao heard Song Jinshi shout excitedly several times, almost losing her composure.
The priest first looked at Gu Qingyan: "Mr. Gu Qingyan, do you take this beautiful girl beside you to be your wife, whether in wealth or poverty, in success or failure, in joy or sorrow, to love her, care for her, respect her, support her, and be faithful to her until death do you part?"
Even though it was Gu Qingyan who answered, Xu Zhaozhao was so nervous that she gripped his fingers so tightly that she left several nail marks on his palm.
He said, "I do."
Those three words made Xu Zhaozhao's heart race instantly.
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