eurekapd Chapter 332 Overjoyed
Chapter 332 Overjoyed
He couldn't help but raise his hand, and gently stroked the stitches on the clothes with his fingertips. The touch was soft, but seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force.
How could he not recognize this familiar needlework technique?
It must have been made by the master himself.
At this moment, this light-as-air pajamas felt like a thousand pounds in his hands.
It was not until then that Jinzhong woke up from his dream and completely understood what the "reward" that Lingzhuer had mentioned during the day meant.
Thinking that Yanwan was still waiting quietly in the house, Jinzhong became anxious. He hurriedly took off his clothes and carefully put on the wedding dress.
However, Jinzhong felt inexplicably awkward in this wedding dress.
His face turned red, like a cooked shrimp, and his ears were burning.
As soon as he took a step, he felt uncomfortable all over, as if he was tightly tied up by countless fine silk threads. His steps were weak and he walked incoherently, which looked very funny.
"It's worthless!"
Jinzhong looked at his own embarrassing state and couldn't help laughing, cursing himself under his breath.
But his hands did not stop moving. He took a deep breath, slowly raised his hand, and gently pushed open the narrow door connecting the ear room and the bedroom. With trepidation in his heart, he slowly stepped in.
(Friendly reminder: It is recommended that the two people who were younger than Vision eat this.)
When he saw the scenery and layout of the main hall clearly, Jinzhong felt his breathing stagnate, his heart seemed to skip a beat, and he was completely stunned.
The furnishings in the bedroom were the same as usual, except for a pair of large red wedding candles newly added to the table, which flickered with warm light, revealing a different kind of joy.
Although it is simple, it is enough.
The lady he was obsessed with was sitting quietly beside him, her eyes full of affection, a mixture of anger and joy. In front of her was a table of food and wine, filled with fragrance.
On the tray, the small wedding character pasted on the wine pot is eye-catching.
Seeing his stunned look, Yan Wan couldn't help but lower her head, covering her lips with her hands and chuckled. She raised her white hand and waved to him.
"Idiot, what are you still dawdling about? Come here quickly."
She was also dressed in red, and the bright wedding gown outlined her delicate figure, and her black hair fell softly behind her like a waterfall.
The red dress was the same as Jinzhong's, with only the collar and cuffs embroidered with a pattern of their love.
Without the piles of luxurious jewels and jades of the past, it instead has a bit of the youthfulness of a young girl. In a trance, I was back to that rainy night many years ago when the two of them first met.
"Yan Wan..."
Jinzhong called softly, afraid of disturbing this dreamlike scene. His face was a little dazed as he slowly approached and sat down beside her.
The light from the wedding candles danced and flickered, illuminating the two faces and creating an intoxicating blush.
At first glance, the two of them are a perfect match, a perfect couple, and their image jumps off the page.
Yanwan's cheeks were burning hot from his fiery gaze, and her shyness spread out like spring water breaking through the ice.
She subconsciously raised her hand, gently stroked her cheek with her fingertips, and whispered coquettishly.
"Why are you staring at me like that? Time flies, and I'm no longer the same person I used to be. I'm old now, and there's nothing worth your scrutiny."
Jinzhong's lips curled up into a gentle smile, filled with endless affection. He slowly stretched out his hand and gently held Yanwan's soft hand. The warmth in his palm seemed to smooth out the vicissitudes of the past.
Tears welled up in his eyes, and the sparkling water was filled with deep affection.
"In my eyes, you remain the same as before, Yanwan, thank you..."
After saying this, he tilted his head back slightly, took a deep breath, and slowly raised his hand towards the word "囍" on the wine pot. However, his fingers seemed to be brushed by fallen leaves in the autumn wind, shaking violently and he could hardly control himself.
At this moment, the only sound in his ears was his own violent heartbeat, like dense drum beats, hitting his heart again and again, making it tremble.
Is this a dream?
Everything before his eyes was too real, so real that he was afraid it was just an illusion.
"I'm the one who should be thanking you. Without your support over the years, I wouldn't be able to live the peaceful life I do today. Whatever I owe you, whether in my past life or this life, I will make up for it today..."
Yanwan stared at him, the tears in her eyes like dewdrops on flower petals in the morning, sparkling and gathering in the dim light, and about to roll down.
"Don't mention any indebtedness. I'm willing to do this. Without you, how could I be the Jinzhong I am today?"
Without her, I would just be a walking corpse in the palace.
Jinzhong raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on Yanwan's cheek with his fingertips. His voice was low and a little hoarse, tender and affectionate.
In an instant, time went back to many years ago. In the eyes of the two, the vicissitudes of life faded away, the wrinkles disappeared, the silver hair disappeared, and only the appearance of youth was left, with smiling eyes and radiant radiance.
Yanwan raised her hand and picked up the scissors beside her. She stood side by side with Jinzhong. They each cut a strand of hair, carefully wrapped and tied it, and then gently placed the knot into an exquisite wooden box.
The knot is a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love.
The poems I read in books in the past have now turned into the most moving real scenes.
Immediately afterwards, Yanwan unfolded the marriage certificate she had written by herself... As a Han Chinese, since she had decided to get married, she naturally had to follow the Han customs passed down from generation to generation, and not miss a single step.
Finally, they drank the wedding wine together.
The dishes on the table were hardly touched, and the pot of liquor was the most precious thing in the eyes of the two.
Jinzhong moved slowly and steadily, pouring the wine into two exquisite wine glasses.
Then, he picked up one cup, his eyes gentle, handed the other cup to Yan Wan, and spoke softly.
"Yan Wan, the best decision I have ever made in my life is to walk hand in hand with you..."
At this point, thousands of words were stuck in his throat, and the remaining affection was all in the slightly trembling corners of his lips and the gaze in his eyes.
Jinzhong's eyes were filled with her appearance.
He never thought that this day would come.
Yanquan smiled sweetly, slowly raised her arm, and gently overlapped her arm with Jinzhong's.
She opened her red lips and said, "For the rest of our lives, you and I will be husband and wife, staying together and never leaving each other."
As soon as the words fell, their eyes met, and they felt a tacit understanding. They raised their heads and drank the liquor in the cup in one gulp.
In an instant, the red candles flickered and warm light spread everywhere.
The wedding ceremony was successfully completed.
The strong liquor passed through my throat, and the spicy taste spread, giving me some courage.
Jinzhong didn't hesitate any longer, picked her up gently and walked towards the bed.
Layer upon layer of tents were lowered, and the wedding candles were lit all night long.