Gong Shao proposed again today

Chapter 730 I want to agree on your next life, next life

Chapter 730 I want to agree on your next life, the next life (7)

However, when he chased after her, he found that she had already gotten into a car and disappeared.

When he finally remembered to follow, he suddenly laughed at himself.

What the hell is he doing?
At the end of the rain curtain, the sky and the earth form a line.The rain blurred his vision, and he could no longer see further into the distance.

Even those who are close at hand can't see clearly.

on the taxi.

Sheng Qianxia looked at the time, she had been out for almost two hours, Gong Can would wake up soon, she had to go back.

She looked out of the window in a daze, as if she saw a person who was very similar to Gong Beiyao standing in the rain.

Gong Beiyao?
She leaned out of the window in shock, trying to get the driver to stop quickly, when her cell phone rang.

It's Ling Muye's call!
She guessed that it had something to do with Gong Can, so she quickly picked it up.

Gong Can's hysterical crying came from the phone.

Ling Muye said that Gong Can had been looking for her since she woke up, and it was useless to coax her. He was a little helpless.

She said that she was already on her way back and would be there in a few minutes.

Sheng Qianxia hung up the phone, then looked behind her, she had already passed two traffic lights.

Because of Gong Can's crying, she felt her head cleared up a lot.

The church, and the black shadow in front of the church, seemed to have become a landscape that was impossible to return to.

Could it be him?she asked in her heart.

Soon, he denied it again.

how is this possible……

He will marry Ou Yimo in three days.

He had already decided to forget her and the past, so how could he come to this church full of his sad memories at such a time.

But for some reason, the figure in the rain screen has been lingering in her mind.

She obviously didn't see his face clearly, even his outline was blurred by the rain...

*
manor.

Zhan Nanjue held an invitation card and was about to crush it into shape.

This invitation was sent by Ou Yimo himself.

Because Ou Manhui didn't like others coming in and out of her manor, Ou Yimo only delivered it to the door.

Ou Yimo stood opposite Zhan Nanjue, and said to him: "Ah Zhan, my wedding will be in three days, don't forget to attend, I'm still waiting for you to be my master of ceremonies."

"master of ceremonies?"

"Because no priest was invited for this wedding, someone needs to read the oath. I want you to come, is that okay?"

"……"Can't!Zhan Nanjue really wanted to answer this way, he looked at Ou Yimo expressionlessly, and said, "I'm not good at eloquence."

"So you need to exercise more! And the vows are all written, you just need to read them."

"I don't like crowded places."

"You don't have to refuse so simply!" Ou Yimo looked at Zhan Nanjue, "I know, you don't like me very much, but no matter what, we can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, right? We have known each other for so many years and never asked for it. What are you, you don't even want to do me a favor when I get married, it's too unreasonable."

Zhan Nanjue looked at Ou Yimo with a complicated expression.

He doesn't like her?
Ah……

Is she thinking so?

Zhan Nanjue said coldly: "Since you know that I don't like you very much, why do you have to ask me to do this kind of thing that you know I can't agree to?"

"You are so angry for no reason. I just want to reconcile with you. If you don't want to, forget it! Please."

Ou Yimo snatched the invitation with an aggrieved expression, and added:
"Seeing that you don't want to attend my wedding, I wish I would never be happy! If you don't want to come, forget it, I'll throw it into the trash can for you!"

"Ou Yimo." Zhan Nanjue grabbed her wrist and took the invitation back from her hand, "You are not me, don't always take my place!"

(End of this chapter)

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