first love is not too late

Chapter 69

The pure white gauze skirt, the pink rose flower road, and Ning Meng's shy and timid smile all shone brightly in the spotlights and attracted the attention of the crowd.

Xu Mian, who was full of smiles, stood on the stage with flowers in his hands and looked at Ning Meng who was not far away. Following the master of ceremonies' speech to welcome the bride into the venue, Ji Mingyu and Fu Shi'an let go of their holding hands, and they stood side by side. Go to the side of the flower road and release the balloons of various colors prepared in advance.

The light and dreamy balloons flew in all directions, and the pink and white rose petals fluttered as if it had rained. The newcomers on the stage kept approaching, and the affection in their eyes condensed into lines, inseparable.Perhaps affected by this happy atmosphere, Ji Mingyu's heart was also filled with emotion. He turned his eyes to look at Fu Shi'an who was a step away. Fu Shi'an seemed to be aware of his gaze, and turned his head to meet his gaze.

In the romantic and melodious background music, they only have each other in their eyes.

The rain of pink petals continued, and two or three petals fell on the top of his hair disobediently. Ji Mingyu smiled and took a step forward to his side, reached out to pick off the petals, but touched the end of his eyes with his thumb.

His movements are natural, but because of this extremely light touch, there is an extra intimacy.

What the master of ceremonies said later, Ji Mingyu didn't listen much. He didn't want to sit back at the dining table. Fu Shi'an seemed to have the same idea as him, so the two walked to the side of the stage together. There are also some props needed for the ceremony. The person in charge of the wedding is talking to the bridesmaids about the next process, and the two of them just stay aside and look at the stage.

There is nothing new in the wedding process. The two couples recited their oaths, exchanged rings, and then kissed and embraced amid cheers. Then the parents of both parties came to the stage, and the master of ceremonies handed the microphone to the four old people, telling their blessings to the couple.

It was probably because the background music was a bit tear-jerking, and Ji Mingyu saw Ning Meng's mother's eyes were wet, and her voice was a little choked up.

Ji Mingyu looked sideways at Fu Shi'an, the light drew a light-dark line on his face, and he was also looking at the stage from a distance like others, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ji Mingyu was a little concerned about Chen Min's casual mention. It is impossible for Fu Shi'an to have no fluctuations in his heart. Regarding this matter, he should find a time to have a good chat with Fu Shi'an.

"What's the matter?" Sensing Ji Mingyu's gaze, Fu Shi'an turned his gaze back to look at him, and his entire face was hidden in the darkness.

Ji Mingyu shook his head, laughed and said, "Look, Xu Mian was so moved that he was about to cry."

"It's not normal for him to cry," Fu Shi'an said with a smile, as if he was relaxed, "He cried the most when he graduated."

At this sensational moment, the two of them chatted about some interesting things during graduation, which made the previous dullness go away.They stood there for a while, and after the ceremony, it was time for the bride to throw her bouquet, and the supporters clamored for single and non-single men and women to come on stage.

Ji Mingyu had no interest, and it was unlikely that he would get married, so he and Fu Shi'an stood where they were.

"Hey," the tuner who was tuning behind him saw that they were not moving, so he said, "Why don't the two best men go up?"

Ji Mingyu shook his head, before he could speak, the man asked again: "Don't you have a girlfriend?"

Ji Mingyu laughed as a tacit consent.

"It doesn't matter if you don't, you two are so handsome and grab the flower fate, and it will be here soon."

"Fate has arrived." Ji Mingyu said in a low voice, and glanced sideways at Fu Shi'an beside him. Fu Shi'an was also looking up at him. The light was dim, and the emotion in his eyes was not clear, but he could feel the affection between them. Unspoken secret sweetness.

"Then you have to go to get happy, maybe you will be the next one to get married."

This elder brother was too enthusiastic, just in time the host on stage also noticed the two of them, held up the microphone and began to invite them to the stage, and the lighting engineer also shone the light on the two of them, and the sight on and off the stage surpassed both of them When he cast it, Xu Mian also shouted, "You two come up."

Ji Mingyu didn't like to be stared at like this, he hesitated for a moment, then heard Xu Mian say again: "You two are single, why don't you hurry up and have fun."

Many people laughed out loud, and after a burst of laughter, Ji Mingyu cursed 'stupid' in a low voice, but he couldn't help it, and then he and Fu Shi'an followed the crowd to the stage.

There were quite a lot of people on the stage, and they were bustling with each other to join in the fun. Ji Mingyu didn't have much interest in bouquets, but he didn't expect that Xu Mian was so blind, so he pulled them to stand in the middle, pushing and shoving each other. Fu Shi'an was separated by the crowd.

When everything was up, Ji Mingyu resigned to his fate, and he stood like a wooden stake among the crowd.

As Ning Meng counted down "3, 2, 1." The crowd erupted into a commotion, and Ji Mingyu was crowded by people on the left and right. He couldn't dodge in time, so he found a gap and jumped off the side of the stage, away from the hustle and bustle, and turned around. Just as he was about to see where Fu Shi'an was, he suddenly noticed a gust of wind blowing across his face, and the red shadow and fragrance flashed by. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the flowers in his arms and looked at each other.

"..."

Does this work too?

The crowd who missed out on the bouquet of flowers applauded under the leadership of the host, and Ji Mingyu was dragged onto the stage by the host inexplicably.

Standing with the smiling Ning Meng, Xu Mian winked at him, and whispered when Ji Mingyu passed by, "You're welcome, brother should do it."

Ji Mingyu: "..."

It's your sister.

The host was about thirty years old, and he was a handsome man with beards. Except for the newcomers, everyone else on the stage had already left. Ji Mingyu stayed under the stage lights helplessly. The host first asked about the relationship between Ji Mingyu and Xu Mian, After complimenting him a few more words, many girls below booed and shouted for handsome guy, Ji Mingyu's facial muscles subconsciously pulled out a smirk, but his eyes kept looking for where Fu Shi'an was.

"I don't know if the handsome guy has a girlfriend?" the host asked.

Before Ji Mingyu could speak, Xu Mian answered for him that he was single, and Ning Meng pinched his arm.

He didn't notice Xu Mian and Ning Meng's small movements, because he saw Fu Shi'an's slender figure in Li Li, the shadow on the right side of the stage, and he recognized the person with just a rough outline.

The host asked again: "Is that so, do you know if there is anyone you like?"

This time without waiting for Xu Mian to answer for him, he spoke first: "Yes."

The host asked a few more indifferently, and Ji Mingyu's eyes followed Fu Shi'an all the time, obviously perfunctory, and the host also said a few more words that it was a blessing for him to get this bouquet of flowers, and wish him good things Soon, I hope that he will be the next one to enter the marriage hall.

Ji Mingyu nodded wholeheartedly, and after listening to two embarrassing blessings from the two newcomers, he finally stepped off the stage.

After leaving the suffocating spotlight, Ji Mingyu only regretted why he promised Xu Mian to be the best man, and even went up to join in the fun.

The bouquet in his hand was not fresh because of the whole day's tossing, Ji Mingyu didn't lose the flowers, turned around to find Fu Shi'an, but found that Fu Shi'an was no longer where he was.

He circled around the stage before finding someone in the corridor at the back door of the banquet hall.

At the moment, everyone is eating, and there is no one else here except the two of them. The sky is dark like a thick ink, and there is no starlight. Finely crushing star lamps, artificially create a starry sky.

Fu Shi'an stood at the bottom of the steps of the promenade, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other holding his mobile phone, talking about something. He was tall and long-legged, and his posture was casual but calmly elegant. The strings of star lights on the eaves and the Lights and fountains became his background.