To The Lovely You

"Okay! Come to our studio to take your wedding photos! I will definitely make you the most beautiful bride!" As Qiao Yi said, he looked back at Ke Shaoze, "Let Shaoze be yours at that time. Wedding photographer, now he's a big boss, and most people don't want to invite him."

   When talking about marriage, the girls are very excited. Perhaps for a boy, preparing for a wedding is only a matter of half a year. But for a girl, her fantasy about weddings started very early, very early...

   "You guys talk first, I'll go to the bathroom." Ke Shaoze stood up abruptly, accidentally hitting the corner of the table because of his excessive movement, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

   Because of his heart, it hurts even more. Watching her put on a wedding dress for others is cruel enough... Does he want him to record this moment with his camera?

   "Sorry, I'll leave first too." Luo Yichen stood up slowly and followed behind Ke Shaoze, keeping a short distance from him.

  Like an unconscious puppet, Ke Shaoze stood in front of the marble counter of the sink, leaned down slowly, and let the cold water constantly wash his face.

When    raised his head again, a pale face appeared in the mirror, and there was no trace of light in his beautiful eyes. Drops of water kept dripping down his handsome silhouette, and finally dripping onto the cold marble.

   "Why, are you uncomfortable?" A cold voice came from behind. Listening to what he meant, it was like caring about him. But the tone of this speech is obviously not.

  Ke Shaoze didn't speak, just looked back at him coldly from the mirror.

  He didn't speak, but Luo Yichen didn't care, and continued: "That Joey...is that really your girlfriend?"

   Ke Shaoze still did not speak, and lowered his eyes a little sadly. This time, just because of this question, he couldn't answer at all.

  Luo Yichen gently twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a faint smile: "Only that idiot believes it."

   After he finished speaking, he gave him a deep look, turned and walked towards the door.

   "Luo Yichen, you... stop for me!" Ke Shaoze suddenly shouted loudly at his back, his hand hanging by his side clenched tightly into a fist.

  Luo Yichen's back paused, then slowly turned his head to look at him: "Is there anything else?"

"Luo Yichen, you're just relying on her to like you..." Ke Shaoze's knuckles were slightly white, "But, I just wanted to ask you, why did you come back to her again? You left without saying goodbye. Do you know how she got here all these years?"

  Luo Yichen's eyes sank, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his chin tightened tightly. This time, it was his turn to be silent.

"At that time, when she was in front of people, she forced a smile and cried under the quilt every night. Where are you? Over the years, the person who stayed by her side was me, and let her walk away from the shadow of lovelorn little by little. It's also me who came out!"

   After saying all this, Ke Shaoze pursed his lips tightly again, his body trembled slightly, and every breath was painful.

Luo Yichen looked at him quietly with those deep eyes, and moved his lips after a long silence: "You're right, I... just rely on her to like me. But don't forget, it's been a long, long time. Before... the person she liked at the beginning was you. You missed it yourself... But, I didn't miss it."

   Hearing his last words, another crack was added to Ke Shaoze's already broken heart. He staggered down by the sink, barely supporting his body with trembling hands.

   "But... thank you for helping me take care of her over the years. I'll make up for her and treat her double, but I won't give her to anyone!"

   After saying these last words, Luo Yichen walked out without looking back.