So the word of marriage immediately fell from an unattainable altar.

Both Duan Xiubo and Luo Ding began to plan their wedding with the natural attitude. Of course, Duan Xiubo, who had been waiting for this wedding for a long time, still contributed more.

Wedding rings, dresses, weddings, flower girls ...

After all the necessary links were put on the agenda, Duan Xiubo suddenly realized that there were many things that were not suitable for them.

The first wedding ring, whether he or Luo Ding, suddenly an extra ring on the ring finger overnight will surely become the focus of various newspapers and magazines. Although he appears less and less, but the domestic super front-line male stars have not fallen behind, they are quite equal with Luo Ding. The title of moving headlines is just from being monopolized by one person to being smashed into two. The number has increased and the quality has not decreased at all.

As the longest-sexing couple among domestic same-sex friends, some of the more regular magazines outside now use the words with ambiguous words to ridicule the two during an interview. The fans even yelled from being sweet until the moment they see the two of them only showing unspoken smiles. Everything seems to be officially recognized in silence.

But in fact, no matter whether it is Luo Ding or Duan Xiubo, over the years, there has been no response to this kind of rubbing pairing.

The official attitude of the CP Fans is unabated, and if any formal evidence is caught, it must be upset.

The point is that Duan Xiubo doesn't know whether the impact of such news from the scandal to the truth is more positive or negative.

He dare not bet.

Then there are the wedding dresses and the like, which can't make too many flowers, and the list of invited guests is even more worrying. He and Luo Ding's friendship circle has overlapped, and there are not many friends who can be trusted by them and can be invited to a wedding.

In addition, there are no family members to invite on both sides, and there is a list of those who can be invited. Duan Xiubo can almost imagine the sparse and desolate scene of the wedding scene.

The empty lawn or church, the conversation heard the echo. The tall champagne tower can't finish drinking, and a wedding instantly turns into a close friend party.

"Ah ..." He lay on the table with a headache, his face was pasted with a few samples of invitation cards that had been designed, and the light yellow cardboard cards were filled with retro ink fragrance. The delicate black vines were outlined at the edges, and the lilies bloom In the upper right corner, it means a hundred years of good marriage. Domestic and foreign, English in italics and in italics are not wrong. Duan Xiubo, a private school attendant, wrote a good hand, so he also wrote invitations with the longing for the beauty of the wedding.

Unfortunately, the invitation cards spread out on the table can be counted with both hands.

Duan Xiubo was in a daze. Luo Ding entered the room and hung his windbreaker on a hanger. The cat walked out from the cabinet with his tail tilted lightly and turned around his leg.

"Pussy cat." Luo Ding squatted down and hugged the cat. The adult cat's body size was more than a few laps, and his body was full of soft meat. Obviously it was a native cat, but was dumbly fed by Duan Xiubo to the style of Garfield. From Luo Ding's point of view, Duan Xiubo is not suitable for children. He is like a cat. He hates feeding ten times a day. He is too fond of small things.

The cat clutched his chin and shouted in twists and turns: "Meow ~"

Luo Ding stood at the entrance, his eyes fell on the man sitting on the floor in the living room, lying on the coffee table, his brows raised slightly: "What happened to Dad?"

Cat: "Meow ~"

Luo Ding lowered his eyes to his black eyes, smiled, bent over and put the cat back to the ground, approaching Duan Xiubo lightly.

Duan Xiubo knew that Luo Ding had returned from the sound of closing the door, but he was very low now, and he didn't feel good to say hello to Luo Ding, but buried his head in the pile of cards on the table.

Luo Ding didn't ask. He took an invitation and glanced at it. Obviously, he could perceive the efforts of the other party, so he squatted down and leaned on Duan Xiubo's broad shoulders. ? "

Duan Xiubo shook his head dullly.

On the side of the coffee table is a pile of cards that have hardly been moved. From the thickness of the cards, at least more than a hundred cards are piled up. The table is a messy and disassembled invitation set, but □□.

Luo Ding also understood what Duan Xiubo was worrying about. The other day, the other party had been very excited to discuss the details of the wedding with him in the bed. Sky fireworks, long red carpets, the most luxurious wedding cars, weddings by the sea, and more. The other party has this ability to imagine ordinary scenes as utopias, so it is still not mature enough, but Luo Ding just admired him most.

Luo Ding also knows that many things in his opponent's mind may not come true.

Just like these invitations now, if you count the people they can invite, in the country, Yuan Bing, Mi Rui, Wu Fangyuan, Gu Yaxing, there are only four, maybe you can add a Ji Jiahe. Others, such as Pan Yishang Wu Yuan, although Luo Ding has been dealing with them sincerely, but people are always selfish, friends and close friends are always somewhat different.

Not to mention anything else, Pan Yizheng once agreed to use his company's scandal to hype the new album without knowing him. Although this has been the case for many years, Croding's trust has been discounted since then.

In his and Duan Xiubo's life, few people were allowed to intervene.

In foreign countries, Duan Xiubo may have some friends, such as the old gentleman who is said to have helped him a lot since he left home, but if he says a lot, it is certainly not there.

It must be disappointing.

However, Luo Ding couldn't comfort himself in this regard, and it was good to pat him so that he hoped that the other party could put less expectation on the wedding.

According to Luo Ding, two people can live together safely and securely, which is already the most precious treasure to cherish.

"Luo Xiaoding ..." Duan Xiubo murmured Luo Ding's name, and there was a visible loss between the eyebrows. He held Luo Ding in his arms. Although his posture was not comfortable, Luo Ding still obediently leaned into him. Huaizhong: "Huh?"

Duan Xiubo touched his arm and slid all the way down. He squeezed his wrist and raised it to his eyes. His long, white fingers were bare.

He rubbed his opponent's ring finger, opened his mouth, and didn't know where to start.

He knew that Luo Ding would promise to wear a wedding ring, but Duan Xiubo did not want to use Luo Ding's tolerance to make such a request with a compulsive nature.

When Luo Ding saw that he called a name, he did not speak for a while, raised his eyes and looked at him, followed his eyes and fell on his fingers, and froze.

"Why don't we do this wedding first?"

Duan Xiubo was quiet for two seconds before he understood Luo Ding's meaning. He blinked and his eyes were blank.

Luo Ding said: "Instead of worrying so much, it's better to postpone it for a while, it won't happen overnight, right? Let's get the card first."

Duan Xiubo was even more lost: "That wedding ..."

"Wait a minute." Luo Ding rubbed his hair, his tone was calm, "I'm not in a hurry anyway."

At the end of November, Luo Ding was nominated for the FILM Film Festival and the European International Film Festival again, and the two happened to take a trip to Switzerland while they were in Europe.

This is Duan Xiubo's place of residence, but Luo Ding is a foreigner. Fortunately, in capitalist countries, solving problems with money has become a naked and bare-faced rule. Without any proof in the country, sitting in the lounge of the office for less than half an hour, they received proof that they have since Written material for becoming a family in the legal sense.

Duan Xiubo held the stack of thick papers still in a bun, and Luo Ding's eyes with a smile photo were pasted in the upper right corner of the document. The simple English letters were stitched together and could be understood separately. It's so disturbing.

Since then, Luo Ding has been his "companion".

The cold winds of Europe in December brought heavy snow to the streets. Although it is a small country, there are not many pedestrians on the street because of its small population.

Two tall men in thick windbreakers walked side by side on the street.

Luo Ding looked at the sparse figures around, and the cars parked on both sides of the road were not the same as those in China. This is where Duan Xiubo lived from a young age to a big one.

Duan Xiubo said, "When I left here, I thought I would never come back in a lifetime. I didn't buy a house, and we could only go to a hotel."

Luo Ding poked his hand into his pocket and said with a smile, "Anyway, there is a flight. Let's go early. It's probably not fun here except for skiing in the winter."

When Duan Wanqing learned the news of Duan Xiubo's landing, he quickly started to make non-stop movements, but in the end he was still one step slower. Standing at the waiting room, he watched the plane leaving the ground whistling out of the transparent glass, and the blue tendon burst on the hand holding the cane.

Surrounded by bodyguards, he was wearing thick clothes but couldn't help getting cold.

After looking at the big guy who has rushed to the sky for a while, Duan Wanqing sighed quietly.

The bodyguards behind him were a little worried about him, and stepped forward to grab his arm: "Sir ..."

Duan Wanqing waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to be supported. When he was young, his handsome face was now covered with wrinkles, and his skin was regularly rejuvenated, but he could not stop the age spots that slowly crawled on.

Since ... a few years ago, knowing that the stripper had deceived himself, Duan Wanqing never stopped thinking of reconciling with Duan Xiubo.

He has such a huge enterprise, so much influence, and so much money to spend.

Around were people who wanted to jump up and ask him for benefits, but Duan Xiubo never wavered. The phone was not answered, and the messenger was not returned. After Duan Wanqing talked with Yu Shaotian to help him pass the message, even Yu Shaotian ignored it.

But from then on, the financial assistant told him that his personal account would send 10,000 euros every month.

The place where it was found turned out to be a domestic remittance.

This represents what is self-evident. Duan Xiubo is giving him alimony, which seems to melt the relationship between the father and son landing to the freezing point. Undoubtedly, Duan Wanqing also knew that the other party was telling him in this way that the relationship between the two was nothing more.

Duan Wanqing took a crutch and took steady steps.

He has a straight waist and black hair at regular intervals. He owns luxury homes and businesses that are even among the wealthy Swiss businessmen, and a lot of "good friends" awaiting him at all times.

But even he knew it. All of this cannot hide a fact.

He is old.

******

Luo Ding is already an old acquaintance of the European Film Festival. He is also developing well in Hollywood now. If it is not his introverted personality, most of the stars of this age should be inviting to enjoy and have fun.

Duan Xiubo has pushed many invitations to enter the finalists, and many even gave up the place for the award even when the movie was registered. Now that he was ready to retreat, naturally he should slowly put his focus behind the scenes, and all the scenery in the front desk, the nature that should be given up must be given up.

Luo Ding looks very beautiful in a suit, with wide shoulders, long waists, long legs, and clear, handsome, gentle features with a unique mysterious temperament in the East. Every time a similar red carpet, he is the oriental face most concerned by foreign media. In many cases, he can even hide the gorgeous lineup of actresses, and even cover the scenery of western faces.

But this time, he was here as a specially invited judge.

Another year will be another Golden Lion Award. Luo Ding has won the European Film Festival for two consecutive years, and he will feel a little bully if he doesn't spare. After taking the judging work this time, it will obviously make many finalists Those were at ease.

Unconsciously, he has become the unquestionable focal point in the entertainment industry at home and abroad. Just like Duan Xiubo a few years ago, he made no difference to release his light enough to blind.

The red carpet was broadcast, but Duan Xiubo has been pursuing photos on the Internet.

It was almost early in the morning when Luo Ding returned to the hotel, and he was exhausted.

"Are you going to take a bath?" Duan Xiubo called for the supper of the hotel earlier. Seeing his appearance, he quickly got up to find a bathrobe for him in the closet.

Luo Ding shook his head and walked over to take his hand: "Follow me somewhere."

Duan Xiubo: "What? What time is it?"

Luo Ding laughed as he yawned, squinting at him, his eyes seemed to be filled with water. Duan Xiubo's favorite look.

Just as Luo Ding was unable to take Duan Xiubo, Duan Xiubo was unable to take such a Luo Ding.

Duan Xiubo was still at a loss when he was pulled on the plane. The private plane that took off in the early morning penetrated the twilight and penetrated into the clouds, flying towards an unknown area.

Luo Ding rarely made such a mystery, Duan Xiubo couldn't help but wonder: "Where are you taking me?"

The other person lay on the boat and turned over, wearing a blindfold: "Guess?"

Duan Xiubo could not guess, Duan Xiubo also fell asleep, holding Luo Ding in his dream.

I don't know how long it has been flying, and he was confused. Duan Xiubo found that it seemed to have landed.

He got up and wanted to look out of the window, but he held down his hand to move the blindfold.

Smelling Luo Ding's breath, Duan Xiubo gave up the struggle without hesitation, his face was all smiling: "What the **** are you doing?"

"Guess." Luo Ding perfunctory him along the way, always these two words.

He was taken off the plane while wearing a blindfold, and Duan Xiubo felt that the surrounding air temperature was much higher than in Europe. It didn't seem to be the domestic temperature. He couldn't figure out where he was.

Walking around, bumping, getting in and out of the car, someone around them communicates in English with a strong accent, and the words are very brief, just "Ready", "Do you want to go now?" "OK" and other phrases.

Duan Xiubo became more and more curious.

He thought it was a special game, but now it doesn't seem like much.

Luo Ding took him straight and walked for the first time without letting go.

The floor underneath the foot, from hard slate to smooth tiles, slowly softened and became loose.

Duan Xiubo frowned in doubt: "Sand?"

"Close your eyes." Luo Ding pulled his ears. "Did you peek?"

Duan Xiubo smiled and didn't speak, his ears were getting clearer and clearer, and his nose smelled the salty salty water, and he narrowed his eyes. In fact, I guess I was at the beach.

"What are you doing ..." He clenched Luo Ding's hand tightly and refused to go any further. He seemed to hear a low-sounding grin in the opposite direction of Luo Ding.

He watched vigilantly, because he couldn't see anything under the blindfold.

Luo Ding stopped, and said softly, "Did you guess?"

Duan Xiubo shook his head: "No."

"Well." Luo Ding seemed very dissatisfied, but didn't say much, just ordered, "Close your eyes."

Duan Xiubo closed his eyes obediently, feeling that a breeze was blowing in front of his eyes, and the blindfold was removed.

The sun is very strong, shining on the face, the warm feeling makes people can't help but want to be drunk in the light.

He slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes of Luo Ding's smile greeted him. The dark pupil reflected the bright sunlight, as if falling into the Milky Way.

The boundless sea was behind him, stepping on the long red carpet under his feet, a delicate cottage was supported on the sea, the long corridor was winding and winding, the blue sea and silver waves, clear into my heart.

Duan Xiubo hesitated for a few seconds, turning his head to look aside. Two children with tender skin tone were standing next to him carrying baskets and looking up at him, their eyes were naive and confused.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha !!!" Yuan Bingyu couldn't help laughing, pointing to Duan Xiubo's blank expression, squatting on the ground and covering his stomach with anxiety, it looked like he had no temperament.

Mi Rui, Gu Yaxing, Old Xiaru ... are all acquaintances.

"This ..." Duan Xiubo failed to respond for a moment, staring at Luo Ding's eyes in a fog and searching for the answer. Then he suddenly found out that Luo Ding didn't know when to change into a pure white suit.

Before boarding, Duan Xiubo himself was wearing a black suit. Now he is white and black, and the style is similar. He suddenly felt that he had touched the answer.

A dark-skinned, unidentified staff member brought up a handful of squashed round flowers.

Luo Ding took over, with a gentle smile on his face from beginning to end, his eyes falling down on the flowers, making Duan Xiubo hate to get drunk.

The next second looked up and met his gaze.

Then he fiddled a few times from the bouquet and picked out a silver bracelet.

Raised in front of him.

The bracelet is oval and thin, and the surface is only engraved with a vine-like vein without any modification.

"Use this instead, ten years later, change the ring." Luo Ding's voice sounded, revealing some unnoticeable tension, and his expression remained unchanged. "Do you want it?"

"..." Duan Xiubo was silent for a moment, staring at the bracelet, "Are you proposing to me?"

"Don't you ask for it already?" Luo Ding said. "Supply you a wedding. Would you like?"

The sea, flowers, the sea, flower girls, guests. Everything he ever said.

The smooth surface of the bracelet reflects the sunlight, and the flashing light flashes almost blindly.

But at least to the onlookers, especially Luo Ding. The smile on his face was even brighter than the sunshine.

The author has something to say: I overestimated myself and thought that it would be all done today.

I'm going to take a leave tomorrow. It is estimated that the last chapter the day after tomorrow will be a show of affection. 2k novel reading network

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