if time doesn't run aground

The number on the calendar increases day by day, like a notice posted by God, letting you know which day you will face death.

Imminent fear.

But the wedding came as scheduled.

Luo Xia looked at himself in the mirror, grinning secretly.The pure white wedding dress wrapped her elegant curves. Although she was a bridesmaid, the wedding dress was still fresh.The dreamy soft yarn is like the morning dew, hazy and tender, youthful and beautiful, and attracts people with the most elegant posture.

"Tsk tsk, who is going to marry?"

Hearing Li Zhefei's voice, Luo Xia immediately smiled, turned around expressionlessly, and looked at him.

"Don't be unhappy, let's go." Yu Momo broke in and opened the door wide, beckoning the two to go out.

The wedding was held on the lawn, the flowers and balloons were extremely delicate and small, and the guests were just relatives and friends, so few were pitiful.

Still, less is more natural.

Luo Xia took one side of Li Zhefei's skirt and walked forward calmly.look steadily forward.

Because next to him is Wang Yuan, Wang Yuan who is the best man.

Compared with Yu Momo and Yi Yang Qianxi's glorious faces, Luo Xia and Wang Yuan's cold expressions became a highlight of the wedding.

The ceremony soon ended, and the toasting became even more boring.

Luo Xia was wearing a coat and sitting in a corner of the guest table, the white gauze protruding from his waist, becoming a gorgeous burden.

"You're back, why aren't you reconciled?" Wang Junkai walked over with a glass of wine in his hand, and asked questions without hesitation, leaving no room for Luo Xia to react.

"I haven't seen you for five years, Brother Kai, you just ask me this?"

"Otherwise?"

"I thought you would be more polite." Luo Xia took the wine glass, raised it forward lightly, and drank it down in one gulp.

The dark purple wine slides into the throat, making people feel dependent.

Another three cups, all in one gulp.

"Have you had enough trouble?" Wang Junkai finally couldn't see it, grabbed the goblet and slapped it on the table.A few drops of wine splashed out, soaking into a round purple spot on the pale tablecloth, spreading and soaking.

"With your appearance, you can't live without Wang Yuan. Why do you have to torture yourself!" Wang Junkai stood still, his slender legs being covered by white trousers, showing a bit of nobility.

Luo Xia clicked his lips and smiled contemptuously, "Don't torture yourself, this love will only make me more scarred in the future."

"...Luo Xia, you've changed." Wang Junkai smoothed the wrinkles on his suit and threw out a few words.

You are no longer the Luo Xia who is not afraid of anything and insists on it.

"Who isn't?" Luo Xia's reddish lips parted, and the bitterness in his eyes could be seen fully.

In fact, inadvertently, we have all changed.

Who is not?

"Stomach cancer. Early stage. Surgery in a month."

The smile on Wang Junkai's face was uglier than that of a dead person, his mind was repeatedly haunted by the words that popped out of Luo Xia's mouth, as if he had been poisoned and could not relax his nerves for a long time.

"That's why...you are cold to Wang Yuan."

"Oh."

Driven and manipulated by the illness, love and friendship seem vulnerable.

Luo Xia shrank at the corner of the table, still silent.The greasy food in my stomach mixed with the wine I just drank, and I felt cramping.

She thought of the idea of ​​suicide when she got the medical report for the first time in the United States, which was really ridiculous.

The guests dispersed, and the rest of the friends were crazy about going to KTV with them.Luo Xia couldn't resist Li Zhefei and Yu Momo's entanglement, so he could only sit by the side and be as indifferent as at a wedding banquet.

During the period, several men struck up a conversation, so Luo Xia raised his glass and took a sip of wine, said "Sorry." Then he ignored him.

The men waved their hands away, but no one knew that every drop of wine she took was a chance for the cancer cells to spread.

There were a lot of people crowded in the private room, and the loud music from the stereo hurt the auditory nerves, making Luo Xia feel drowsy and uncomfortable.

Wang Yuan's eyes cast over him in an illusory way, like a kind of surveillance.

Luo Xia supported her heavy head, her thoughts made her firmly believe that she was not drunk.Until she heard Wang Yuan's smirk from the noise, "You don't mind kissing the bride!"

She began to be confused between reality and dreams.

The light changed gracefully, and Luo Xia's stomach began to hurt painfully again.Maybe it was because of the alcohol, maybe it was because everyone was screaming crazily, maybe it was because Wang Yuan kissed the silly Li Zhefei.

"Boom" sound.

A wine glass shattered on the ground.

Wang Junkai grabbed Wang Yuan's collar and punched him. Blood oozes from the corner of Wang Yuan's mouth in an instant, and the purplish red dyed his white edges and corners are out of place.

"What a loser."

"Wang Junkai! You are serious!" Wang Yuan covered the redness and swelling, and gasped.

"Do you think I don't know what you want to do! You fucking want to see Luo Xia jealous of you! Okay, you go and see! After seeing Luo Xia undergoing gastric cancer surgery in a month, you are still here to continue to be crazy!"

There was dumb silence.

In the empty private room, only the provocation of sound effects remained.

After someone turned off the music, everything was completely quiet.

Like a cemetery.

Quiet.

Luo Xia got up slowly under the eyes of everyone, walked around the crowd steadily, Wang Yuan, and the broken glass, "It's okay, let him make trouble."

Sober up.

This is reality.Not a dream.

The fist that Wang Yuan raised just now softened, hanging powerlessly on both sides of the trouser line.

Pretending to be strong is often defeated by a simple sentence, and then burst into tears.

"Mo Mo, I'll go out for a while." Qian Xi, who had been sitting all this time, got up to leave, and her gray-black back disappeared around the corner.

The mess always needs to be cleaned up.

Luo Xia didn't walk fast in the night, as if he was oppressed by a kind of lingering sadness and couldn't move.Under the chaotic lights and dim lights, I don't know how long this torn apart life will last.

She knelt down and covered her wet eyes.

Qian Xi, who was following behind, picked her up and walked to the nearest hotel.

Luo Xia fell asleep with a quiet face.

In her dream, time has gone through countless seasons tenderly.No sound.

With her pocket in her pocket, Qian Xi pressed the elevator button, and said hello to the front desk, "Please tell your manager, the locked floors will start tonight. Except for the guests of 309, other people are not allowed to enter or leave."

"Okay, sir."