The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 215 Aquaman Escape from Marriage vs Tsundere Crematorium 105

   "What other etiquette?"

  Xie Xun came to the wedding room very late, so I asked.

  Xi Niang said tremblingly: "...Drink, drink and have a glass of wine."

   "Where's the wine?"

   "It's all gone." Xi Niang's face turned pale, "We thought you wouldn't need it..."

  Xie Xun looked at the layout of the wedding room and chuckled: "Tonight is my wedding, why can't I use it?"

   Xi Niang immediately asked people to bring a glass of wine, two glasses of wine were placed on the tray, and the wine was clear and shaken.

  Xie Xun glanced at it, picked it up and drank it. After drinking one cup, he drank the other cup too!

   When he looked up, the crystal wine slipped from his chin, Xie Xun choked with a sore throat, and coughed so hard that he felt like he could spit out a heart.

   "Master Hou, are you alright?" Xi Niang asked in panic.

   Xie Xun had drunk stronger wine than this, but these two glasses of wine made him choke so much.

   "It's alright." He said hoarsely, placing the empty wine glass on the tray and making a sound, "What else, let's talk about it together."

   Xi Niang thinks Xie Xun is crazy!

   This is a big wedding.

  From beginning to end, Xie Xun cared about it alone, worshipped the church alone, and drank a glass of wine alone.

   Completed all the etiquette for Meng Tangan.

  …

   "It's getting late, you girls may not be able to come back."

   The young man's voice is lingering, revealing a deep indifference.

   Where does Cha Qiu feel at ease with Meng Tangan, such a delicate person, looking at the person in front of him, he said euphemistically, "We are only a one-sided relationship, the son doesn't have to accompany me."

   "Now there are two sides."

  No, there are three sides.

  Liang Xiuyun stared at her, his eyes were deep, like some kind of cold and poisonous snake.

   She was not born beautiful, with a very delicate face, which was inconspicuous among the many ladies, but she was flexible, with a calm that did not belong to her age.

   "Thank you for the umbrella." He curled his lips and coughed a few times, his face pale.

  Zha Qiu was on the street watching him alone in the rain, so he gave him an umbrella. He didn't expect to meet him again one day. He looked really bad: "Young Master... What do you call you?"

  Liang Xiuyun froze for a moment, then said softly, "My surname is Zhou, and the characters are Heyu. It's Zhou Qiu's distant cousin, and I'm here today to congratulate you."

  His identity is sensitive and reclusive, and no one recognizes her.

   Now is not the time to tell her.

  Zha Qiu remembered the Zhou family. It was an uneducated merchant family. If it were placed in a group of famous families, it would be completely submerged.

   She relaxed a bit: "Young Master Zhou."

   After nightfall, Liang Xiuyun stood there and watched Cha Qiu leave, but the other party refused him to send her back to the house.

   He suddenly stopped her, with her first and last name, and his tone was three-pointed: "Miss Cha Qiu."

"Um?"

   "I have an unkind request, and I hope to grant it."

  The cold wind blew for a long time before he retracted his gaze, coughed several times, his throat was sweet, he let out a low laugh, his eyes darkened.

   "Why did you come out alone?" The little servant hurried over and put on a big cloak for him.

   "I'm afraid Xu Beihou is not in the mood to see me today." He said, "Well, let's make an appointment at another day."

  …

  After nightfall, the official car stopped in front of a homestay.

Pei Yanzhi put one hand behind his back, dark blue robe, and a cold temperament. Maybe he had been in Dali Temple for a long time, and he was stained with a bit of blood. His face was so good, there was no fireworks, and it was out of tune with the B&B: "I have something to do with it. calls me."

   "Thank you, sir." Meng Tang was blessed with a blissful body and covered her face with a veil.

   Until now, Pei Yanzhi has not really seen that face clearly.

   But those eyes are very recognizable.

   The bedroom of the homestay is very warm. Meng Tangan took off her veil and lit the candle with her slender fingers. She stood in front of the candle and was illuminated by the candle, making her even more ethereal.

  The white sleeves hang down to the wrists, and the bracelets are looming.

   Meng Tangan paused after seeing it, took the red rope off his wrist, and put it in his hand to play with.

   "It's beautiful." Qi Lou quietly said, leaning on her shoulder.

   "It's just a bracelet, it's much more beautiful than this." Meng Tangan disapproved and said lightly.

"But……"

   It is sincere.

   is a blue silk knot, which is hand-woven, super cool.

The candle is burning, reflecting a crystal clear jade bead on the red rope. The weaving is not meticulous, nor is it very beautiful. It is not even as delicate as the bracelets sold by street vendors. .

   Meng Tangan was not interested in listening to him, but lacked interest: "My ex-boyfriend gave me one too."

   Qi Lou was shocked: "Is it the same?"

   "No." She half-smiled, "Xie Huaijing said that it was bought from a roadside stall, and it was cheap and saved money."

   In a way, they are really similar.

   The same hard mouth and soft heart.

   "What happened later?" Qi Lou shook his body curiously.

   "It's burnt."

   "What?" He froze.

   "The day we broke up, I was burned." Meng Tangan said calmly.

Without exception.

   She threw the red rope in her hand into the candlelight!

   The flame jumped, and the moment it touched the red rope, it was about to be swallowed up, but was stopped by Qi Lou and carefully installed.

   Meng Tangan frowned: "What are you doing?"

   "You don't want it, give it to me." He crooked and muttered, "I don't think I should just throw it away."

   "Do you still want to keep it for the festivals to give him incense?"

   Meng Tangan never left room for such useless things.

   Qi Lou said angrily, "I'm happy!"

   Obviously he is just a bystander, but he just can't see his sincerity be let down, his love is ruined, he can't see the people who love each other scribbled, and he can't see love and regret forever.

   To see the sun forever, to look at the sun, to part and reunite, to love until death.

  The hand rope was not burned, it was secretly hidden by Qilou, Meng Tangan followed him, and that night, he had a nightmare.

   The fire burned in the dream, and when she woke up, she tapped her head: "It won't be so coincidental..."

   "What coincidence?"

   "Remember that magic stick?"

   "Is that better than me?"

   Meng Tangan thought of the phrase "avoid fire" and thought about what happened last night. After thinking for a few seconds, he finally affirmed: "It's a coincidence, it's definitely a coincidence."

   This night was destined to be unsettled, each with his own mind, and each heading for a different path.

   The sky was not yet bright, and a decree came from the palace, and Emperor Yan called Xie Xun into the palace.

  Xie Xun wore wedding clothes and stayed up all night. He sat in the wedding room until dawn, not drinking a drop of alcohol. Alcohol will numb people's nerves, but it will not reduce the pain.

   When he was taking a shower and changing his clothes, he opened the closet, the fragrance lingered in the air, and he saw Lingluo's dresses from his daughter's house, all of which were bought by Xie Xun for Meng Tangan.

The sun shines in from the outside, the Unseen Pavilion is quiet and peaceful, and everything is available. Meng Tangan's jewelry, script books, and all kinds of novel objects are all there, shining in the light, not stained with dust, just like yesterday .

   It's just that Meng Tangan is gone.

   That's it.

  Xie Xun stared at it for a while, then retracted his gaze, changed into the wedding dress made of heavy gold, found his own clothes from the side, paused for a moment in black and red with his fingertips, and chose the black one.

  Easy to cover wounds.

   "Master Hou, those who come here are not good." Yang Zhihua was very worried.

   (end of this chapter)