Why does she feel like she is reborn and I will confess my feelings?

"Sister Luo, should he be...... Your ex-boyfriend......, right? Why are you suddenly beating me again?" Hearing

Luo Xijun say this, Song Zimo immediately felt that the groom was her ex-boyfriend.

It's just that before he finished gossiping, he was beaten up by Luo Xijun.

On the spot, Song Zimo lowered his voice and screamed.

"Ex-boyfriend, your sister, we are just best friends and colleagues, in my heart, I have long regarded him as a big brother, and he also treats me as a sister.

"At the beginning, we agreed that no matter who got married first in the future, we would go to each other's wedding.

"Unexpectedly, with the flick of a finger, a few years have passed...... He has already started a family, and I am still single, and I feel a little embarrassed in my heart.

Luo Xijun raised her hand, wiped her eyes, and explained with a smile.

"I see...... Then you have to work harder...... Sister Luo, what do you think I'm doing?"

Song Zimo's face showed a sudden expression, and he continued.

As a result, before he finished speaking, Luo Xijun immediately turned his head and looked at him with a smile.

In that look, Song Zimo's scalp was numb, and he looked vigilant.

"I advise you not to say something I don't like to hear.

Luo Xijun warned Song Zimo, and then put Meimu on the stage and stopped talking.

"Thank you relatives and friends for coming to my wedding with Xiaoyue, what about me, my family is special, my parents died early...... I was raised by my eldest sister.

"I remember very well that my eldest sister was only sixteen years old when my parents died...... What age is sixteen? Many children today are just starting high school at the age of sixteen.

"At that time, my family was relatively poor, and my eldest sister had dropped out of school to work to support me in order to allow me to go to school, to wear new clothes, and to keep me from going hungry. The

groom took the microphone, looked at the audience with red eyes, and spoke slowly.

Next to Luo Xijun, Song Zimo was sitting there.

Listening to the groom's story, his body trembled violently.

At this time, he looked at the groom on the stage, as if he saw himself a few years later.

The groom in front of him was raised by the eldest sister.

And ...... yourself was raised by his aunt.

Song Zimo turned his head to look at Luo Xijun, and saw that her eyes were also red.

Before, Song Zimo didn't know why Luo Xijun looked sad and melancholy when she watched the groom and the bride get married on the stage.

Now, he's getting to understand.

"The ancients often said: The parents of those who gave birth to me and raised me can be repaid by sacrificing their lives, giving birth to me but not raising me, cutting off their fingers can be repaid, raising me without giving birth to me, how can they be repaid! The

groom's words fell, and he instantly knelt down towards the woman wearing a cheongsam under the stage.

On the side, the bride also knelt down.

The cheongsam woman is the eldest sister of the groom Zhou Lei.

She hurriedly got up from her chair, ran onto the stage, and helped the couple up, already in tears.

In the audience, everyone saw this, and they also applauded and shed tears.

Song Zimo's eyes were also red.

There are some things that can only be understood by really experiencing them.

Let's take my aunt for example.

She used to be a big girl with yellow flowers, but in order to raise herself...... Gave up everything, and the sideburns were white.

As she had said in her previous life.

"Raise the people who raised me in old age, raise the people I raised, and as for yourself...... Just leave it to time.

Song Zimo also applauded.

Unintentionally turned his head, I don't know when, Luo Xijun has already put her beautiful eyes on him.

"Sister Luo, why have you been staring at me?" Song

Zimo's clapped hands stopped, looked at Luo Xijun, and asked.

"Or ...... Let's just do it, you marry me, I marry you......"

Luo Xijun looked at Song Zimo, her eyes were red, and she said in a joking tone.

"Sister Luo, I'm still young, don't think about spoiling me all day long, okay?You're like this, it makes me very scared......"

Song Zimo looked at Luo Xijun and immediately smiled bitterly.

He didn't know if Luo Xijun was joking or serious.

In short, the look in her eyes made Song Zimo very uneasy.

"Cut, coward, just a joke will scare you like this...... What a coward.

Luo Xijun sneered disdainfully and withdrew her gaze.

It's just that in the depths of his eyes, there is a trace of loss that can't be concealed.

However, in just a moment, it was gone.

On stage, the wedding ceremony continued.

Offstage, Song Zimo and Luo Xijun chatted without a word.

"Sister Luo, who do you think will fall to when the bouquet in the bride's hand falls later?"

Song Zimo saw Luo Xijun's mood, which didn't seem to be too high, and hurriedly chatted about something interesting.

"Anyway, it's not you and me, maybe it's the lucky one who is favored by God.

Luo Xijun continued, after Song Zimo changed the topic so much, she also had some expectations, whose hand would be the bouquet of violet flowers in the bride's hand.

Finally, the wedding procedure of the bride and groom on the stage is completed.

The bride turned around, threw the bouquet of flowers in her hand, and threw it high towards the audience.

The bouquet of violets streaked in the air in a graceful arc across the many raised arms.

Eventually......

Coincidentally, it fell on Song Zimo's lap.

"it, this ......"

Song Zimo looked at the bouquet of flowers thrown down by the bride on his lap, and was stunned on the spot.

Not only Song Zimo was stunned, but even Luo Xijun, who was sitting on the side, raised his hand and covered his mouth lightly, revealing surprise and disbelief.

The whole scene, whether it was the guests in the audience, or the groom and bride on the stage, all eyes fell on him.

Under the light, Song Zimo's handsome and handsome cheeks showed a touch of panic and confusion.

Just now, what did he say to Luo Xijun?

This bride has a bouquet of flowers, no matter how much she throws it, it will not fall into his hands.

As a result, Song Zimo sat here and didn't move...... He didn't even raise his hand.

This bouquet of flowers actually fell directly on his legs.

"Sister Luo, I'...... Didn't you just say that no matter who you threw it to, it couldn't be the two of us?"

Facing the gazes of everyone around him, he felt uncomfortable.

"How do I know that this may be the providence of the underworld...... It seems that you are about to get off the list, congratulations and congratulations......"

Luo Xijun came back to her senses and looked at Song Zimo.

At this time, she didn't know whether her mood was happy...... Still sad.

The friend who received the groom's bouquet of flowers was invited to the stage to say a few words of blessing to the groom and bride, and everyone applauded. The

master of ceremonies who presided over the wedding immediately invited Song Zimo.

When Song Zimo heard this, he smiled bitterly, and his head became bigger!

Alas

, he just accompanied Luo Xijun to have a meal, how could he be so dignified that he received a bouquet of flowers?

In the end, Song Zimo had to get up hard and walk towards the stage in front of him to ......