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The time they spent together is so precious that Bai Ruiqian can't help but raise his face every time he thinks about it.

He ordered a cocktail and drank it alone in the corner.

A few women saw him, came over to greet him, and directly put their arms around his neck in a very intimate manner.

A beautiful woman with heavy makeup and a hot body leaned over him, screaming: "Oh, Young Modest, it's been a long time since I saw you. What are you up to? Why didn't you come to play with us? We all want you to die."

Who was Bai Ruiqian in the past? It was the little prince of the nightclub. The bar was not unsavory. He was mixed between spirits and beauties, like a fish in water.

He was so beautiful at that time. Every day, beautiful women cast their arms and hugged him, playing coquettishly and coquettishly with him.

But he always went out of the nightclub and became another person, an indifferent, merciless person.

His unruly appearance is not like his essence, but it seems to be pretended. He seems to be just for a moment of happiness, and he seems to be very repulsive of everything here.

He doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade, nor does he know how to love men and women.

He seems to be unruly, but in reality he is extremely cold and indifferent.

So women always like to cling to him, want to explore his mystery, and want to be a special presence around him.

Seeing Yingying Yanyan next to him, Bai Ruiqian's heart didn't make any waves, he always pretended, and always was.

He didn't like it at all, he didn't like to deal with women, and he didn't like to take women home. Everything he had done was to create illusions.

It seems that he has been shackled by fate, so there is no need to put it on anymore.

He came here today only because this is where he met Luo Ya'er, and he missed her.

Bai Ruiqian impatiently took the woman's hand and threw her away: "I'm getting married, so I won't play anymore."

"Cut, it's really boring." Seeing his cold attitude, the woman didn't want to put her face on her cold buttocks, cursing and leaving.

The other sisters also left one after another. Bai Ruiqian was a pervert who was always gossiping about his affair.

I heard that Bai Ruiqian used to take women home almost every night, but when he took them home, he didn't do anything, so he let the family sleep in the living room, dropped a handful of banknotes, and went back to the room to sleep.

His quirk is really incomprehensible.

Many people think in private that he may be a pervert, or a gay, and then deliberately pretends to look like a woman he likes.

But this kind of rumors later broke down when they met Luo Ya'er.

Bai Ruiqian likes women, but he doesn't like those women.

After drinking one glass of strong wine, one after another women came to flatter them, but Bai Ruiqian was finally annoyed by a word.

Bai Ruiqian was a little drunk, he walked out of the nightclub gate and staggered into the street.

He looks like a drunk maniac.

The pedestrians passing by smelled of alcohol on his body and subconsciously moved away from him. Some people even pointed at him.

But where Bai Ruiqian would care, he couldn't hear those voices at all.

He was muddled and concealed.

The road ahead seemed to have no end, he wanted to keep walking like this, until the dawn, looking for the girl he loved when the sun was pouring down.

He wanted to meet her in the light, not hug her in the depths of hell.

The shadow under the street lamp is elongated, lonely and deep, revealing a decadent breath.

Bai Ruiqian lowered his head and looked at the shadow.

That is the real him.

He walked and walked, and stopped abruptly when he reached a traffic light intersection.

He raised his head and looked at the dim and unclear swaying light, feeling a little dazzling.

Reaching out and rubbing his eyes, Bai Ruiqian wanted to see the road ahead clearly.

But when he raised his eyes, he clearly saw a shadow of Ping Ting, a vague but incomparably clear shadow.

is her! is her! is her!

Bai Ruiqian wanted to rush to the past several times, but a large truck galloped past, not only blocking his vision, but also blocking his way.

He could only stop and wait anxiously.

In about a few seconds, the truck left a pungent tail gas floating in the air, and disappeared without a trace.

When Bai Ruiqian looked forward again, the figure disappeared.

He began to doubt himself.

Is it an illusion?

But why is it so real?

The girl who just stood in front is his Yaer, she really is.

How could he be wrong?

The effects of alcohol made Bai Ruiqian a headache, and he tried to make himself sober.

For a long time, he laughed.

Laugh at yourself stupid, laugh at yourself stupid.

Luo Yaer is now locked up in the hospital, how could it be here?

He must be hallucinating!

Well, it must be an illusion!

With such a semi-conscious consciousness, Bai Ruiqian returned home in the early hours of the morning.

He fell asleep and fell asleep. It has been a long time since he slept peacefully. During this time, he was always insomnia and always worried about Luo Yaer's safety, which caused him to feel haggard.

The singing of cicadas and birds outside the window is the most beautiful melody in summer.

Finally it's time to get married.

The St. John’s Cathedral in the Imperial Capital is full of guests in neatly arranged chairs.

Mu Nanfeng and Xu Yan didn't come to today's wedding. They couldn't watch Bai Ruiqian marry a woman they didn't love.

That scene was too cruel and too cruel.

They couldn't bear to see Bai Ruiqian who was so desperate and helpless, and they couldn't bless this marriage.

Bai Ruiqian's heart would inevitably be lost if his best friend did not come, but at the same time he was also thankful that fortunately Mu Nanfeng and Xu Yan did not come, otherwise he would feel like a clown.

He didn't want to see sympathetic eyes, and he didn't want to be pityed.

He is a man full of sin, and everyone should stay away from him.

The wedding went smoothly. During Bai Ruiqian there was a ring of tinnitus, and he didn't hear what the priest was saying. He looked at the beautiful bride in front of him and said those three words like a robot.

I am willing.

His tone was so cold that it made people plunge into the cold winter ice cellar, without a trace of warmth.

But Su Jinxiu was still smiling, and gently said to him that she was willing.

Under the witness of everyone, the two exchanged rings and kissed each other.

This kiss was just a touch of water. For Bai Ruiqian, he was just a task, but for Su Jinxiu, it was her best first kiss.

The wedding went more smoothly than expected. Only the father of the Baisu family was present.

It is understandable that Su Jinxiu's mother passed away due to illness, but the absence of Han Rongrong on such a big day will inevitably make people feel jealous.

Bai Zhuocheng said to the outside that Han Rongrong was very ill and could not come to the scene.

When everyone heard the words and thought it was understandable, they didn't delve into this issue.

The successful marriage of the two Baisu families is a joyous event and a very sad event.

Bai Ruiqian stepped into the tomb of marriage on this day and could no longer escape.

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