I suppose Da Peng really didn’t expect that my focus was neither on my goddess nor on my goddess’s husband.
When I truly pointed out the person I was curious about, he was struck dumb for a full three seconds.
Only then did he slowly turn his neck to look at me, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
I couldn’t stand his hesitant manner; we are all straightforward people, and he had never been this clumsy.
Just as I was about to open my mouth to say a few words to him, Da Peng reached out and felt the temperature of my forehead.
Even though I didn’t know the meaning of his move, I reached out and slapped his hand away.
I said somewhat unhappily, “What are you doing?”
Da Peng seemed to snap out of it just then and said, “It’s fine, no fever. I thought you had been triggered too much.”
Fine, I knew it. Da Peng is useless; he knows nothing.
“Brother Peng, I’ll call you ‘brother’ . I’m really not as sad as you imagine.”
Da Peng curled his lips and then spoke nonchalantly, “Impossible. I just saw you in the corner looking all ‘melancholy and heartbroken.'”
“Heartbroken” my foot. I was just reminiscing, wondering how that handsome guy could manage to treat me as if I were invisible.
Even now, as he follows behind the groom, there’s a slight, faint lift at the corners of his mouth; how could he be so cold to me?
After all, the two of us have been through a crisis together. At the very least, I’m much better looking than that groom.
I suppose my pause made Da Peng think I was secretly grieving again.
Then he pulled my arm. “Stop looking. You didn’t come here today to snatch the bride, did you?”
I thought, why couldn’t Da Peng use this divergent thinking in his studies? If he had used just a little bit on reading books, he’d be material for Peking or Tsinghua University, if not better.
Snatching the bride? I truly hadn’t thought of it. Perhaps after being rejected again and again, that feeling I once thought would remain fresh forever had been worn away bit by bit.
Although I was surprised to hear Su Xiaoxiao was getting married, aside from the regret, it was more of a sense of relief.
No matter how much of a hoodlum You Quan is, he wouldn’t go so far as to lust after someone else’s wife.
That kind of behavior would be too low-class.
I didn’t even want to answer Da Peng’s question, so I threw him a white-eye (eye-roll).
Da Peng immediately caught the drift. “It’s good as long as you’re not snatching the bride. I told you a long time ago that you and Su Xiaoxiao aren’t a match…”
“Get lost. Weren’t you the one following behind me to chase her back then? The love letters were even something the two of us Baidu-ed together.”
Hearing this, Da Peng felt a bit embarrassed and traced a few circles on the table with his hand before speaking: “Wasn’t I just going along with you? Seeing you so heart-and-soul into it back then, wasn’t I just trying to help a friend’s dream come true?”
Sigh. Talking so much about the past isn’t much use. Last night, I already made many, many psychological preparations for today’s wedding.
Originally, the last bit of sorrow had been made to vanish completely by that handsome older brother.
I straightened my expression and then said to Da Peng, “Who is that handsome guy behind the groom?”
Da Peng froze for a moment, thought about it, and then spoke: “I don’t know him. Seems to be a friend of the groom.”
Fine. Since he doesn’t know him, I’ll find a time later to get acquainted. I was just thinking this in my heart.
Da Peng spoke up: “I think this groom is quite stupid. Picking a groomsman this handsome turns him into literal dross.”
How should I put it? When he spoke, I was openly casting my gaze upon that handsome face.
His skin was fair, his beautiful eyes were impressive, and there was a feeling about him that was different from the people around him. It was that kind of “top student” or “star pupil” aura that you could pick out from a crowd at a single glance.
Anyway, he was very eye-catching. Wherever he was, my gaze didn’t drift anywhere else.
Although I originally just wanted to see when he would finally remember me, as I kept watching, I was uncontrollably attracted by that handsome face.
To hide the fact that my gaze was openly fixed on someone’s face, I coughed twice, cleared my throat, and then turned to look at Da Peng.
“Am I uglier than the groom?”
Da Peng didn’t even think much before speaking.
“How could that be? You and him aren’t even on the same level. Only someone with no vision like Su Xiaoxiao would choose him. You’re much better looking than him.”
I still have that much self-confidence; there was no need for Da Peng to emphasize it, okay?
The subsequent wedding scene was exactly the same as the many weddings I had attended. There was definitely a ceremony before eating.
The scene was warm and full of love.
Da Peng was probably afraid I’d be sad, so he kept pulling me to talk about things, attempting to distract my attention.
The two of us agreed that after eating later, we’d go out and “play wild” together.
Consider it a farewell to our shared past.
From now on, we start a new journey.
This feeling was as if Su Xiaoxiao had been forcefully made into the common first love of the two of us.
I truly didn’t expect that I would run into such a scene next.
Because my gaze was on that little handsome guy at all times, I discovered that his face was gradually turning red. That’s right, being a groomsman involves blocking drinks for the groom.
Just now when they came over to us, I was still a bit mindful of the fact that he didn’t remember me, so I toasted him a full glass of wine quite harshly.
I thought he would refuse; he didn’t look like someone who would be easily provoked by a few simple words. But unexpectedly, he just tilted his head back and drank that full glass of wine.
Watching the beautiful line of his neck and his tensed jawline after he tilted his head, for some reason, I silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Then, I saw him leave the scene at a certain moment.
My heart surged with joy. Great! The opportunity I’d waited for all night finally arrived.
He’s finally alone. F***That wasn’t easy for me.
But by the time I quietly shook off Da Peng and followed him, I searched for a long time before finally seeing him in a guest room in the back.
I was just about to give up when I saw a room door that wasn’t closed tightly, and then there was the sound of quiet talking.
From the volume, one could tell at a listen that they were talking about things that weren’t convenient for too many people to know. I’m still a “hoodlum” with quite a lot of integrity, so I was just about to leave when I heard that person’s voice.
My hesitation lasted only two or three seconds, and then my curiosity about that person triumphed over my originally meager morality.
I quietly walked over.
Only then did I discover heaven—the people in the room were actually my goddess Su Xiaoxiao and that handsome older brother I wanted to get to know.
I became even more curious. Why would these two be talking together quietly at this time?
It seemed a bit against common logic.
Given that my behavior was eavesdropping, I leaned against the door even more carefully, my ear pressed against the door panel.
My “hoodlum intuition” told me that I should have stumbled upon some big secret today.
I didn’t know what the two had said before, but as soon as I got close, I heard Su Xiaoxiao say quite loudly:
“Why not?”
This tone didn’t sound like the Su Xiaoxiao I knew at all.
I was a little startled in my heart; it seems women truly are multi-faceted.
All I had come into contact with was her sweet and beautiful side. Even though that sentence just now was suppressed, the tone was still a bit sharp.
The person didn’t seem to speak, and then Su Xiaoxiao waited for a while but still couldn’t hold back, continuing:
“Mo An, you know. You know the person I like is you.”
As soon as this sentence came out, I didn’t know whether I should be happy that I finally knew the handsome older brother was named Mo An, or if I should be depressed that the person the goddess truly loves is here.
Or perhaps I should be dazed for a moment. What on earth was the situation?
She has to confess at the wedding scene?
At this time, Mo An finally spoke: “Su Xiaoxiao, do you still have the standing to say this now? I hope you will be a bit better to him.”
Hearing this, Su Xiaoxiao’s voice rose again, even louder than before.
Presumably, it was because this guest room was very remote and she was reckless.
Just now, he thought it was a young couple wanting to “mess around,” and he was preparing to leave.
“Mo An, don’t mention him. You think I don’t know your thoughts? You think you hid them well…”
Before Su Xiaoxiao could finish her words, Mo An spoke up:
“Stop talking, Su Xiaoxiao.” His voice carried a sense of sternness.
Then the two fell into silence. I quietly looked inside, and I was shocked by the next scene.
Su Xiaoxiao directly hugged Mo An from behind.
I was a bit shocked. Has my goddess always been like this, or did I just not know she was this kind of person?
Not to mention saying these untimely words at this time today she could even do this kind of thing?
As it turned out, what happened next completely refreshed my perception of her.
Then she turned Mo An around and kissed him directly.
At this moment, I discovered Mo An’s abnormality. Just now he had his back to me, and his voice didn’t have much of a fluctuation.
Now that he turned around, Mo An’s face was flushed red and his gaze was blurred; at a glance, he didn’t look normal.
Mo An obviously wasn’t shocked by Su Xiaoxiao’s behavior, but he was still resistant because he attempted to reach out and push Su Xiaoxiao away.
And then I saw that Mo An, an adult male, about as tall as myself actually failed to push Su Xiaoxiao away.
This behavior made me even more certain of my previous guess.
Then I heard Su Xiaoxiao say, “Brother Mo An, don’t reject me, okay? You know I don’t want to marry him. Promise me, okay?”
Su Xiaoxiao’s breathing was obviously a bit unstable, and Mo An also took several heavy breaths.
Then Mo An seemed to use a lot of strength to push Su Xiaoxiao away. He stepped back a few paces and looked at Su Xiaoxiao in disbelief.
“Su Xiaoxiao, you actually drugged me?”
Although it was a question, the tone was quite certain.
WHAT?
What did I just hear Mo An say?
Drugged…
Drugged…
Drugged…
Is it real?
I reached out and gave the root of my thigh a hard pinch. Good—I could feel the pain.
I wasn’t dreaming…
But why are the things I experienced today so incomprehensible?
Su Xiaoxiao drugged a man?
On her wedding day?