Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 274 Family and Country in Dire Straits (44)

In mid-June, the wedding of the Xu and Xiao families was held in a church.

Gu Yao sat in the front row, coldly observing the magnificent and solemn wedding venue.

He had no interest in watching this farce. He turned his head to look at He Yanshen and saw that He Yanshen's gaze was fixed on Xu Qing. The veins on the back of his hand on the armrest were bulging, and his nails had dug into the solid wood armrest.

That sorrowful look in his eyes was so intense that one dared not look at it a second time. Gu Yao felt a pang of sadness in his heart, and he dared not even imagine what He Yanshen was feeling right now.

But they were not wrong.

All three people are correct.

Turning his head to the side, Gu Yao continued to watch this exceptionally absurd wedding ceremony.

The simplified ceremony seemed somewhat hasty, and both protagonists appeared distracted. The only one who seemed happy was Xu Sang, whose smile was impossible to suppress.

After finally getting through the rather long ceremony, Gu Yao breathed a huge sigh of relief.

It was so depressing. It was supposed to be a wedding, but it felt more like a funeral.

As the guests left, the wedding banquet was held at the Xu family's residence.

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Listening to the noisy voices around him, Gu Yao looked at Xu Qing, who was like a toasting machine, accepting all toasts without hesitation, as if he wanted to get completely drunk.

Xiao He stood beside him, frowning slightly. Seeing that a distant relative from the Xu family, who was probably from many generations ago, was about to offer a toast, she quickly stopped him and whispered, "Do you want to go to see him drunk and unconscious?"

Xu Qing's feigned smile froze, and she put down her wine glass.

Xiao He smiled apologetically at the person who had just come to offer a toast, "He doesn't have a high alcohol tolerance; he's already had quite a bit to drink today."

Sensing the bride's polite refusal, the man didn't press the issue and smiled knowingly, "It's something to be mindful of."

A mocking gaze swept between the two, the meaning of which was obvious to anyone.

The other guests at the table burst into laughter, chiming in with their own opinions: "Yes, yes, we mustn't let down our beautiful bride today."

"Young Master Xu is so lucky to have married such a beautiful bride."

"May the two of you live a long and happy life together and have a son soon."

"..."

"..."

Hearing this, the guests at the next table also offered auspicious words to congratulate the newlyweds. The more Xu Qing listened, the more distressed she became.

He didn't want to hear these congratulatory words.

Every word reminded him that he had personally let go of what he had been pursuing.

He personally extinguished his only desire in over twenty years, crushing it into ashes at his fingertips, which then scattered with the wind.

Xu Qing felt suffocated. These words coming from all directions were like an airtight net, trapping him here.

The hand gripping the wine glass was so tight that it shattered in his hand with a "crack".

When tiny shards of porcelain pierce the delicate palm, they bring forth a pain that penetrates to the bone, and draw out crimson blood.

Gu Yao hadn't reacted yet when He Yanshen suddenly stood up, knocking over the chair behind him with a loud bang. For a moment, it was hard to tell which side was attracting more attention.

Xu Qing was stunned at first, but when she heard the sound, she looked over and met He Yanshen's sad and worried gaze across several tables and the noisy voices.

They gazed at each other across a hall full of guests.

Xu Qing greedily captured every detail of He Yanshen's appearance, from his handsome and clear eyebrows and eyes, to his high nose bridge and slightly pale lips... His desire for this person was an addiction etched into his bones, and he couldn't help but move forward, but was pulled back to his senses by someone.

"Xu Qing!"

A patch of blood seeped into his palm, and Xiao He pressed it against his palm.

The pain brought Xu Qing back to his senses, and he quickly lowered his head, avoiding He Yanshen's gaze.

Xiao He breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and tried to smooth things over, saying, "Perhaps he was too happy and crushed the cup."

The others laughed along.

"It seems that it was quite difficult for Young Master Xu to win the heart of his beauty."

"Yeah yeah."

"Hurry up and bandage it up, it's a joyous day."

Xiao He nodded and led the man out of the crowd. "I'll take him away for a bit."

After Xu Qing left, He Yanshen was the only one who stood out. Seeing that everyone's souls were captivated, Gu Yao quickly pulled him back to his chair.

He Yanshen seemed to have lost his soul, his hands unconsciously clasping and fidgeting, a sign of his agitation.

Gu Yao didn't know what to say, so he could only let He Yanshen calm down.

After a long while, Xiao He finally brought Xu Qing out again.

After toasting at each table, we finally arrived at this table.

Xu Qing didn't dare to look up. He took the wine Xiao He handed him, a bitter smile on his face. He ignored Gu Yao, who should have been the first to offer a toast, and said to He Yanshen, "Thank you for taking care of me these past two years, Detective He. I'd like to offer you a toast."

He Yanshen's fingertips trembled as he looked at the person in front of him, a grotesque smile plastered on his face. He tried several times before finally picking up the wine glass on the table and raising it to Xu Qing. "I'm no longer a detective now. I'm grateful for your help these past two years, Young Master Xu. This glass is for you."

Separated by a body length, with the same bitter expression, the two exchanged a glance, then bent down simultaneously in perfect unison, so quickly it seemed like a mere interlude. They then raised their glasses and downed the wine in one gulp.

"Husband and wife bow to each other."

Two voices, so soft they could be blown away by a gust of wind, clearly reached Gu Yao's ears. He looked up in astonishment and saw that the two people's movements were so synchronized that they seemed to have been carved from the same mold.

He had already drunk the wine in one gulp.

He Yanshen felt that the wine was extremely bitter, the bitterness spreading from the back of his tongue to the tip of his heart.

The husband and wife bow to each other and drink from the same cup.

In this way, it can be considered a satisfactory outcome.

Let's just consider it a delusion on his part.

He tried to force a smile, but his lips were too stiff to produce one, so he could only give up in despair.

I didn't want to bring him bad luck.

He Yanshen lowered his eyes, and Xu Qing also looked away.

Speechless for a moment.

Xiao He felt exhausted and didn't know what the two were doing. She could only resign herself to her fate and step in to smooth things over. She put on a smile and said, "Has the usually eloquent Detective He had too much to drink today? Why are you so drunk?"

He Yanshen composed himself and finally managed an awkward smile. "Yes, I'm drunk today," he said, turning his head to look at Xu Qing and then at Xiao He. "Then I wish you both harmony, happiness, and all the best."

As he finished speaking, He Yanshen choked up and quickly filled his glass, saying, "I lost my composure, I'll punish myself with a drink."

Before Xiao He could speak, the glass of wine had already been downed.

The Xu family's wine is truly excellent; its aroma and flavor are intoxicating.

Otherwise, why wouldn't he stop?

Before collapsing onto the table, He Yanshen reached for his wine glass, but a hand pressed him down. "He Yanshen, you're tired, just take a nap."

Consciousness sank into darkness.