Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

"Nanxiang,"

His deep voice was particularly clear in the twilight, with a hint of subtle tension and incomparable cherishment.

"From the 'partner' by the West Lake, to the girl who bravely held my hand beside the medicinal field, to the shining Teacher Song standing on the podium today...

All along the way, my eyes have never left you.

You are the most beautiful and precious accident in my life, and my most certain future.

The rest of my life is long, and as your husband, I want to continue to protect your smile and accompany you through every season. Song Nanxiang, will you marry me?

Nan Xiang looked at the ring, then at the man in front of her who had already been engraved in her life, and her eyes instantly became moist.

The ripples of West Lake and the willows on Su Causeway seem to have become the most gentle witnesses of this moment.

She nodded vigorously, her voice choked with happiness:

"I do! Yu Guichen, I do!"

Yu Guichen smiled as if relieved, and that smile was brighter than the sunset over West Lake.

He carefully slipped the ring onto her ring finger, and it was the perfect size.

Then, he held her face in his hands and gave her a precious and lingering kiss in the gentle evening breeze of West Lake and the rosy glow of the sky.

The couple's wedding was finally held in Yuhang, a place that holds special meaning for them.

The location was chosen to be a manor on the shores of West Lake that combines the charm of classical gardens with modern design.

On the wedding day, the sun was shining and the lake breeze was blowing.

The ceremony area is set on the lawn facing the lake, with huge white veils and fresh floral arrangements creating a holy and romantic passage.

Both sides of the passage are dotted with Nan Xiang’s favorite pomegranate flower elements - the fiery red bouquets are intertwined with blue and white tulips that symbolize eternal love, which are warm and timeless.

Nan Xiang was wearing a tailor-made modified Chinese wedding dress.

The upper body is made of exquisite Suzhou embroidery, with auspicious patterns of lotus and pomegranate flowers, which are gentle and elegant; the lower body cleverly combines the flowing long train of Western wedding dresses, which is light and dreamy.

She did not wear complicated headdress. Her long black hair was half tied up with a hairpin inlaid with pearls and garnets. Her veil was light lace and trailed long behind her.

The bouquet she held was a perfect combination of blue and white tulips and bright red pomegranates, fresh and refined yet full of fiery vitality.

Yu Guichen wore a perfectly tailored dark suit. He did not wear a tie, but instead wore a small and exquisite pomegranate flower brooch.

When he looked at his bride, accompanied by her father, walking towards him step by step on the lawn covered with flower petals, his deep and narrow eyes were filled with affection and excitement that could no longer be concealed.

The wedding ceremony is a warm and solemn combination of Chinese and Western elements.

Witnessed by their relatives and friends, they exchanged handwritten vows beside the shimmering waves of West Lake.

Nan Xiang's voice was gentle but firm:

"Yu Guichen, thank you for appearing in my life, thank you for understanding my 'abstraction', protecting me, and loving all of me.

From now on, I am not only your Song Nanxiang, but also Mrs. Yu, who will walk side by side with you and share the ups and downs with you. Please give me your guidance for the rest of my life."

Yu Guichen's eyes were fixed on her, his voice low and powerful:

"Song Nanxiang, you are the most brilliant fireworks in my peaceful life, and the most emotional poem in my rational world.

Thank you for bravely approaching me, and thank you for giving me the rest of your life. I promise to spend my entire life protecting your smile, respecting your dreams, and being your most solid support. My Mrs. Yu, for the rest of my life, you are the only one for me.

Amid the vows of "I do" and the applause of relatives and friends, they exchanged rings and kissed each other as bride and groom.

At that moment, the wind of West Lake, the red of pomegranate flowers, and the blue of tulips all blended into their happy smiles.

In the system space, the curly-haired white ball watched the unique wedding of its master and the male master, and "sobbed" happily while holding its handkerchief, and recorded this precious moment.

It already contains many sweet daily photos of the owners and male owners of the small world, and of course there are also a lot of "black histories".

Hey hey hey.

Back to this small world, at the wedding of Nan Xiang and Yu Guichen.

The wedding banquet was held in the banquet hall of the manor, which also continued the style of combining Chinese and Western styles.

The exquisite Hangzhou cuisine is skillfully combined with Hunan flavors to satisfy the taste buds of all guests.

The sisters from dormitory 318 served as bridesmaids and cried even harder than Nan Xiang, especially Xu Yihan. They also had a lot of fun scrambling for the bouquet, which was finally "accidentally" caught by Jiang Yijing.

As the flower girl and "first matchmaker", Cheng Xiaoyu smiled the most proudly.

On the wedding night, in the suite of the manor.

The warm yellow bedside lamp reflects a hazy and ambiguous atmosphere, and the West Lake outside the window is as quiet as ink.

After removing her complicated makeup, Nan Xiang put on comfortable silk pajamas, leaned in Yu Guichen's arms, and looked at the ring on her ring finger that sparkled under the light, feeling like she was dreaming.

Yu Guichen lowered his head and kissed the top of her head. He held her tighter with his arms, and sighed with satisfaction:

"Finally, she's my Mrs. Yu."

Nan Xiang raised her face and pecked him lightly on the chin, her eyes curved with a smile:

"Well, Mr. Yu, please give me your guidance for the rest of my life."

Without too many words, the warmth of the embrace and the deep love in each other's eyes are the most touching chapter of this wedding night.

Outside the window, the West Lake was rippling gently. A pomegranate petal fell into the lake. The waves quickly spread out and gently rolled up the fiery red petal and flowed into the depths. The stars in the sky became brighter and brighter, as if they were moisturized.

The next day, Nan Xiang, who had sore waist, legs and hoarse voice, "commanded" her new husband, Dr. Yu Guichen, without any hesitation.

She stretched out her hand, "Yu Guichen, help me up."

Yu Guichen's sparkling eyes shattered the gentleness, "Yes, my wife."

The two smiled at each other and began their sweet and warm daily married life, with rippling water, just like the long, gentle and affectionate years in their future.

Years pass and time is gentle.

Song Nanxiang shines in her job as a high school Chinese teacher.

She brought the gentleness of Chinese style and sensitivity to words into the classroom, ignited students' love for literature in a vivid and interesting way, and became known to students as "the most gentle and best storyteller, Teacher Song."

The classes she teaches always rank among the best in Chinese language performance and humanistic literacy.

With her extraordinary abilities and resolute work style, Gong Hongyue started as a primary school teacher on the front line, overcame all obstacles along the way, and eventually became the director of an important department in the Tanzhou Municipal Education Bureau, promoting her ideal of educational equity on a larger platform.

Her love life is also quite exciting. She is in a "sister-dog relationship" with a famous and energetic architectural designer who is a few years younger than her, which is evenly matched and makes others envious.

Xu Yihan certainly didn't follow the usual path in education. After graduating from graduate school, she capitalized on her unique appreciation for the aesthetics of life beneath her typically unassuming exterior and opened a teahouse called "Fu Sheng Ban Ri" in a tranquil cultural and creative park in Tanzhou.

The teahouse is decorated in an elegant and lazy style, with books, tea, flowers, and interesting little things she collected from all over the place. It has become a "secret base" for literary youths and urban white-collar workers to relax their minds.

She was happy and carefree, calling herself "tea shopkeeper", and lived a fulfilling life.

Yuan Qingtang is moving forward firmly on the academic path.

Master's degree, doctorate... She immersed herself in the vast ocean of pedagogy and eventually became a professor and doctoral supervisor at a top domestic normal university. She is a well-known scholar studying educational policy and teacher development, and truly practices the ideal of an "educator."

Her quiet and sweet temperament, with the accumulation of academic knowledge, has added a charm of calmness and wisdom.

Far away in Shenzhen, Jiang Yijing, with her financial acumen and hard-working spirit, made rapid progress in a highly competitive multinational corporation and eventually became the regional financial director.

Her love life was also quite dramatic, just like when she received the bouquet without any warning at Nan Xiang's wedding.

She was forced to marry a taciturn but talented top scientific research leader in the company because of a "strategic cooperation", but she was gradually attracted by each other's purity and depth as they spent time together day and night, and staged a sensational "marriage first, love later" that became a story that was talked about in the circle.

Nan Xiang and Yu Guichen have been together for more than fifty years. Their students are all over the world and their orchard is full of prosperity. They have received countless praises, but they just do their own things quietly, loving each other plainly and passionately, just like the pomegranate flowers that are always fiery red and passionate.

Another life ended. Before his death, Nan Xiang and his wife Dr. Yu revisited the pomegranate garden of Tanzhou Normal University. The next day, they both passed away suddenly. Many people saw them off, including students, patients, and people all over the country who remembered them.

Pomegranates are like flowers, but they bring joy to people every year.

After fleecing the heavens of this small world, Nan Xiang looked at the people of this world seeing her and him off, feeling a little strange.

This was the first time she paid attention to this.

She lowered her eyes, rubbed the snow-white hair of the spring rolls with her fingers, and said in a calm voice:

"Let's go to the next world."