Dumb painter giants grudge

. . .Years later, it will be spring, and the wedding is approaching.

Wen Rang originally wanted to invite someone to dinner at home and treat it as a wedding, but the members of the He family insisted on saying something, this is a great happy event, and it should be done decently.

So much so that Wen Rang was in the tense atmosphere of the wedding countdown every day.

From the wedding venue to the color of the socks of the two of them, He Shishen personally checked every step of the way. Except Wen Rang himself, everyone was extremely busy.

"The length of the trouser legs should ensure that when the two of us sit down to toast, the socks can be exposed, and the trouser legs should be about 1 centimeter above our outer ankle bone, ah, yes, that's the standard..."

"Don't use sea bass, carrots, and green onions at the banquet. Don't put raw salt. Use sea salt. Yes, my wife doesn't like it. Damn it, it doesn't matter whether the guests like it or not. Also, the chairs are better served with rice. White ones, matte ones, that's fine, don't tie them up..."

"Mom, you arranged the honeymoon too early. I'm still thinking about how to get in that day. Which one do you think is more practical? Alas, I said that the honeymoon will be arranged later. Are you anxious?" What, the main problem now is practical..."

He Shishen either stays in the study planning the wedding process all day, or is planning with others on the phone.

Even if it was meal time, He Shishen would not miss any chance to ask Wen Rang.

"When you said that, will we hold hands or interlock our fingers? Will interlocking be a bit imprecise? How about I carry you into the arena?"

"Tell me, when there are so many guests, how long will we have to toast? What a waste of time for our wedding night. Why don't we record a video and cast it on the screen to release it? It will save trouble and treat everyone equally. what do you think."

"However, there were a lot of people that day, can you control yourself and don't hit me in a crowded place."

This kind of countdown to the days of hearing makes one day unbearable, wishing that the wedding will be held tomorrow, and it will be over soon.

It turned out that the night before the wedding, both of them suffered from insomnia.

Even though the two had lived together for a long time, they still followed the normal procedure. Wen Rang went back to Wen's house two days before the wedding to live in, because of the procedure that He Shishen came to pick him up on the morning of the wedding.

Tomorrow is going to get married, so Wen Rang is anxious about being late.

Wen Rang's room was also redecorated, and Wen Yi put a big red "囍" on his window glass and the back of the door in a fussy way.

Wen Rang turned over on the bed several times without feeling sleepy. He turned on his phone and checked. Fortunately, it was only eleven o'clock, not too late.

At the same time, I also saw the message He Shishen sent 2 minutes ago.

[He: I'm a little nervous and can't sleep. 】

[He: Dear wife, are you asleep? 】

Wen Rang also guessed that the other party was probably more nervous than himself, and he felt a little inexplicably in a good mood, so he also replied to the message.

[Wen: No. 】

[Smell: I can't sleep a little. 】

[He: I haven't seen you for two days, do you miss me a little? 】

【smell:……】

[He: ...?Thinking about six o'clock? [surprise]】

Wen Rang smiled at the screen, turned on the bedside lamp, and continued to reply to messages.

[Smell: Mmm. 】

[He: Think about it?Miss who? [Show teeth]]

[Smell: You. 】

[He: Who am I? [cool]】

[Wen: The groom. 】

[He: There are more. [Almost crying]】

Wen Rang put a pillow behind his head and adjusted his lying position before replying to the other party's message.

[He: Huh?anything else? 】

Wen Rang finished typing, but he was a little embarrassed and hesitated for a moment before sending it out.

[Wen: Husband. 】

The other party probably was a little excited or something, and it took half a minute to reply to the message.

[He: Well, thank you wife. 】

It's really a little better than a newlywed, although the marriage has not yet started, this kind of feeling of husband and wife is a bit lingering.

[Wen: Thank you for what. 】

After Wen Rang finished replying to this article, he clicked on the upper right corner of the screen, went to the remark page, and changed the default nickname given to He Shishen from 'He' to 'Shishen'.

【Shi Shen: Thank you for your willingness to marry me. 】

[Wen: Then I thank you too. 】

[Shi Shen: Thank me for what? 】

Wen Rang thought about it before seriously typing out what was on his mind.

[Wen: Thank you, it's up to me. 】

[Wen: Happy wedding, I love you. 】

Not long after the news was sent, He Shishen called Wen Rang while he was still in an emotional turmoil that he couldn't help himself.

Wen Rang pressed the answer button in an unquenchable tension.

"Hey, Wen Rang, can you hear me? If you hear it, please reply me on WeChat, I can see it."

Wen Rang immediately switched back to the chat page of the two and sent an 'audible' message.

"If you can hear it, then listen carefully."

"Wen Rang, happy wedding, I love you too."

"After dawn, I will pick you up, and we will be a long-term couple for a lifetime."

[Wen: See you at dawn. 】

Wen Rang immediately replied with a message.

"See you tomorrow."

After saying this sentence, He Shishen told him a lot of words, the content was quite serious, because he was worried that not enough rest would affect his spirit tomorrow, so he hung up the phone not long after, and agreed to go to bed early, maybe time will be enough Go faster.

After this phone call, Wen Rang calmed down a lot, put down the phone and began to feel drowsy.

After 2 minutes, I remembered again, Wen Rang turned on the phone again, changed the note name "Shishen" for He Shishen to "husband", and then fell asleep at ease.

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Just after dawn, Wen's house was brightly lit, and He Shishen called Wen's mother's mobile phone, asking no one to disturb Wen Rang until eight o'clock on time, so that he could work and rest and have breakfast normally.

However, this had little impact on the wedding process, so Wen Rang slept peacefully until a little after eight o'clock before getting up.

Wen's mother couldn't wait a long time ago, and after Wen Rang finished washing and having breakfast, she immediately asked the makeup artist and stylist arranged by He Shishen to start taking care of his appearance.

The members of Wen's family gathered around and watched, and the emotions of reluctance suddenly soared.

Wen Rang looked at his family through the mirror in front of him, feeling a little sad.

"Mom and Dad, brother too, what are you sad about? Sad, the second brother is not married far away, it takes only an hour to drive there, and why did you smile so happily when I got married..." The only sober Wen Yi still broke the atmosphere .

When Wen Rang was almost ready, He Shishen's wedding car convoy also arrived at Wen's house.

Everything is very well-behaved, and it is a very traditional wedding form.

Wen Rang went downstairs accompanied by his family. He Shishen bowed sincerely after expressing his gratitude and commitment to Wen's parents.

Then He Shishen let everyone out of Wen's house behind his back in front of everyone, got into the wedding car, and went to the wedding venue.

Perhaps it was because of the seriousness of the wedding, He Shishen didn't say much along the way, just asked the other party if he had eaten, whether he was tired, and told him not to be nervous.

The two sat in the back row of the car, their palms facing each other, and their fingers interlocked.

The venue for the ceremony was selected after thousands of choices, and finally it was chosen to be held outdoors. It also happened to be spring, with green fields, blue skies and bright sunshine, love and flowers blooming brilliantly.

When He Shishen went to Wen’s home to pick up his relatives, the two wore traditional red Chinese wedding dresses that had undergone specific modifications, similar to Xiuhe dresses. Due to their “unconventional” style, the changes were quite large, but the basic elements and concepts constant.

After receiving them here, the two had to change into another set of western-style wedding dresses. When choosing a color, it was difficult to decide, and finally they both chose to wear white.

He Shishen changed quickly, and after sitting for a while, Wen Rang came out as well.

Compared with the previous one, this white one looks more formal.

The one on He Shishen is relatively simple, except for some decorations on the cuffs and neckline, there is nothing special about it, while the one on Wen Rang was designed by He Shishen and the designer after discussion.

The body worn by Wen Rang, except for the decoration of the cuffs and neckline is exactly the same as He Shishen's, in the choice of inner lining, instead of using regular shirt cuffs, white lace is added to the cuffs, and the lapel is also used White lace, the most special thing should be a short layer of white gauze embedded in the tail of the clothes.

The use of these elements will inevitably make people feel a little feminine at first, but it will only make people feel pleasing when they are made out of real objects and worn behind them.

Wen Rang stood like this for a long time, and He Shishen also looked at it for a long time.

"Hey, give me a kiss first, why is it so beautiful today." He Shishen couldn't wait to ask for something first.

The two squeezed into the floor-to-ceiling curtain, leaned against the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror and kissed passionately for a long time. They didn't rearrange their clothes until they heard the urging sound from outside.

Before going out, Wen Rang suddenly grabbed He Shishen again.

"what happened?"

I heard that Rang took out a white veil from the bag on the table beside him and handed it to He Shishen.

"Wen Rang, you..." He Shishen felt a little turbulent in his heart.

Wen Rang nodded and sat down on the chair.

"it is good."

He Shishen opened the white gauze, and covered Wen Rang's head squarely.

The white gauze is very simple, except for the wrinkled lace, there is no special decoration, it is just a square white gauze.

"Okay." He Shishen couldn't help but half-knelt in front of Wen Rang, and looked at him carefully for a while through the white gauze, "It's so beautiful."

There are still a few hundred meters away from here to the ceremony site, and the two of them boarded the "pumpkin carriage" and rushed over at a leisurely pace.

After getting out of the carriage, he stepped on the red carpet when he landed.

"Follow me."

The two stood arm in arm and walked forward in unison.

The petals fell, the balloons floated up, and the two walked into the arena, and relatives and friends all cast their eyes on the two.

Wen Rang's heart shrank a little. Through the white gauze, he saw Zhang Boping, A Kai, A Jie, Sun Yun, and even Song Li who were sitting in the seats...

Did He Shi apply for it all?

Wen Rang's eyes met with several people, but the other party responded to him with blessings and smiles from the bottom of their hearts.

Song Li pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, smiled shallowly, and nodded towards Wenrang.

The past will die and everything will be let go.

"Don't be nervous." He Shishen whispered.

Wen Rang nodded slightly, no longer thinking about the people under the seat, and returned his attention to the ceremony.

The two walked to the stage, stopped in front of the master of ceremonies, and faced the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, the master of ceremonies began to speak the opening speech and the host speech, but the two newcomers did not listen very carefully.

He Shishen is lamenting that the cultivation has achieved positive results, while Wen Rang is recalling the past of the two.

The master of ceremonies finished his "nonsense" in a short while, and there was warm applause from the audience.

Following the guidance of the master of ceremonies, the two stood face to face, and then the master of ceremonies began the clichéd oath of "whether poor or rich...".

"Mr. He Shishen, would you like to?"

"I am willing."

"Mr. Wen Rang, would you like to?"

"I would too."

"I declare that Mr. He Shishen and Mr. Wen Rang are officially married. They will love each other forever and will never be separated. Please exchange rings with each other."

Holding the ring in one hand, He Shishen supported Wen Rang's hand with the other, pushed the ring into Wen Rang's ring finger, looked him in the eyes, and said earnestly, "Love each other forever, and never separate."

Wen Rang smiled, took the ring as well, and pushed the ring into He Shishen's ring finger. Then, Wen Rang turned the back of He Shishen's hand and wrote eight words on the other's palm:

"Love each other for a lifetime and never separate."

He Shishen half lifted the white veil, looked at each other, and couldn't hide their smiles.

The applause and shouts from the audience sounded again, and the two embraced and kissed each other, this spring and every day in the future.

[The author has something to say: The text is over! ! ! !I'm so happy!There are still [-] extra episodes... I'll go. 】