Chenxing felt that it was right at this mont that he looked at you silently and intently, covering you with a thick coat, gripping it tightly, fearing even a sliver of cold wind might seep inside.
Such a small detail, filled with care and love.
It was like a fatal magnetism, captivating her, unable to look away.
From the suite to the banquet hall, it wasn’t cold at all along the way, yet Gu Shaocheng still treated her like a crystal glass, carefully protecting her, afraid she’d lt if in his mouth, afraid she’d break if held in his hands.
Throughout the whole wedding banquet, he didn’t let her touch a drop of alcohol.
By rights, the bride and groom should drink at the feast and could be subject to various teases and difficulties, but during Gu Shaocheng’s wedding, no one dared to make fun of them.
At each table, toasting one by one, Chenxing only held a glass of juice, standing beside Gu Shaocheng, attracting attention, quiet and obedient like a little wife. But everyone with a sharp eye could see that she was the apple of the eye, cherished in the palm.
At this mont, she and Shaocheng were sitting at the main table, tasting delicious food Shaocheng personally fed her bite by bite. On the big screen, a beautifully romantic love microfilm was playing.
The film’s the was "Romantic Crisis of a Superstar God."
The 45-minute microfilm docunted their entire journey from eting to marriage.
"Shaocheng, the heroine’s style in this movie really resembles a lot," Chenxing said, looking at Gu Shaocheng affectionately.
Her heart felt warm and even sweeter.
Unexpectedly, he had soone create such a microfilm. Why didn’t he ntion it to her beforehand?
The microfilm isn’t an actual film but an animated piece. The characters inside were designed based on her and Shaocheng. The heroine in the movie was almost a spitting image of her animated version, about ninety percent identical.
Gu Shaocheng tapped her nose and continued feeding her: "It’s you, of course."
The movie opened with a torrential downpour as several cars drove through wind and rain to the Ye Family, henceforth, her tranquil life was forcefully disrupted, waves surging forth;
At the movie’s end, the hero’s inner monologue and mories rewind to when they were young, him holding her, wounded by gunfire, on a terrifying road. He locked eyes with her, at that mont, his eyes could not contain anything else, only her, determined to offer his life.
"Clap clap clap..."
"Clap clap clap..."
"Clap clap clap..."
Thunderous applause erupted throughout the banquet.
The movie ended, but happiness was just beginning.
Chenxing sniffled, her tone a bit choked up, she was so moved by the movie that she was a ss.
"You intentionally wanted to make cry on this day, didn’t you?"
Gu Shaocheng looked at her, smiling helplessly: "Wife, I’m innocent." Watching the scenes unfold in the movie, his own heart was also stirred, the things they’d been through replaying one by one in his mind.
In the next second, Chenxing’s chin was lifted by him, and a kiss descended again in front of the guests, tender and lingering, filled with the taste of bygone days.
Their lips, constantly brushing against each other.
The kiss continued.
Until Chenxing felt she was about to lose herself to the point of breathlessness, did he finally release her, watching her with mischievous delight as she blushed and lay against his chest, breathing heavily.
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