Chapter One: The Wedding
The farthest distance in the world is that I am waiting for you, but I have to become someone else's bride, and from then on we will be strangers.
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St. John's Cathedral in New York, USA
The church, which should have been filled with joy and celebration, was instead solemn and somber, without a hint of the happiness and joy that a wedding should bring.
The grounds on both sides of the church gate were filled with black cars, all of which were world-class luxury cars, but none of them had any decorations, only their shiny bodies reflecting a cold light under the sun.
No auspicious wedding day, no romantic wedding ceremony, and no vow of proposal... Everything came so suddenly, catching her off guard. Yet, she, Ouyang Xueluo, could only obediently follow through with it all.
At the end of August, the weather outside was still hot enough to scorch the skin, but at this time, in the church's rest room, her hands and feet were icy cold, and her back was covered with cold sweat.
Looking at myself in the mirror, my originally pale face was layered with makeup by the skilled hands of the makeup artist, like a watercolor painting, dot by dot, dyeing the clean white paper into the most dazzling colors.
Applying eyeliner, drawing eye shadow, applying blush, coloring lips... Each step is done with ease and speed, and in a short moment, the mirror reflects a stunning face that captivates one's heart.
Skin as smooth as congealed fat, flesh as white as snow.
However, the expression is too stiff, or rather, too indifferent.
For a new bride, such an expression should never appear on her face.
In the spacious rest room, looking over from the mirror, there were only a makeup artist, a hairstylist and a stylist.
The air conditioner in the corner was blowing out cold air, but the three people surrounding her still had fine beads of sweat on their foreheads. Only she, only she felt that the air conditioning was too low, so low that her whole body was icy cold.
She clutched her left hand tightly, so tightly that the stylist wanted to put gloves on her, but couldn't pry open her hand, and looked up at her in a daze.
"Miss Ouyang? Put on your gloves?" The stylist spoke softly after a long time without seeing her move.
The snow seemed to have stunned her for a moment, and then she reacted, looking at the stylist's white glove on his hand before slowly releasing her tightly clenched fist.
On the palm of my hand, a butterfly brooch lay quietly, with an "S" shaped design in the middle, one large and one small, resembling two standing swans. The back of the swan was made up of tiny diamonds in black gradient, from the darkest black to light gray and then white. Under the spotlight of the dressing table lamp, each diamond sparkled with dazzling brilliance.
Her tears suddenly fell down.
Fast and urgent, dripping into the palm of the hand, seeping into that brooch.
The diamond seemed even brighter, and her heart ached more with time.
Is it numbness in the end?
Under the gaze of everyone, Emperor Group's big boss finally arrives... Sorry to keep you all waiting~~~
How to say, many people who have seen the introduction all say it's abusive, but please believe me, no matter how abusive it is, it won't be too much, at most it will just make everyone shed a few tears... (Covering the pot lid to prevent sneak attacks!)
Haha, no more nonsense, I specially chose a good day to update! Although the boss got married without choosing a date, we still have to be more careful, right? (A certain group is furious: Too much nonsense! A bunch of white radish leaves are thrown at a certain Yan's face.)
Alright, let me say a few more words, dear friends all come to celebrate for Lao Da, send more coffee and recommended comments, this is the best encouragement for Yan ~
Finally thank you all for your continued support, let's go through winter spring summer autumn together ~~ group love ~~
