lcionline Chapter 195 The wedding dress is just what I wanted
Chapter 195 The wedding dress is just what I wanted
Upon hearing this, Tan Zhengchu's eyes welled up with tears.
He hugged Su Yingxue tightly, his voice trembling slightly: "Yingxue, I love you."
Wave after wave surged in, soaking their trousers and skirts.
A gentle breeze lifted Su Yingxue's long hair, the strands dancing freely in the wind, adding endless romance to this blissful moment.
The two embraced each other, their faces beaming with happiness, as if all the beauty in the world had been frozen in this moment.
Su Yingxue couldn't help but imagine their future life together, thinking it would be full of sweetness and warmth.
The moonlight, like water, poured onto the beach.
Su Yingxue and Tan Zhengchu strolled hand in hand.
Su Yingxue tilted her head slightly, looked at Tan Zhengchu, and said softly, "Zhengchu, actually, no matter where we are, as long as we are together, that's the most romantic thing."
Tan Zhengchu squeezed her hand and nodded in agreement: "Yes, with you by my side, it's the same wherever we go."
Two rows of footprints were clearly imprinted on the beach under the moonlight.
The winding road stretches forward, much like the emotional trajectory they've followed.
As they walked, Tan Zhengchu suddenly stopped, his expression slightly helpless: "Yingxue, there's a custom on this island that the newlyweds cannot see each other the night before their wedding."
Su Yingxue was taken aback, her face showing reluctance: "Ah? There's such a rule?"
Tan Zhengchu pointed to the east: "I'll stay over there, you stay on the west side. It's just one night, it'll be over soon."
Tan Zhengchu raised his hand and gently stroked Su Yingxue's face, his eyes full of tenderness and anticipation: "Yingxue, I really want to see you in your wedding dress tomorrow. You'll look absolutely gorgeous."
Su Yingxue smiled, forcing a smile, and waved her hand: "Well... goodnight, Zhengchu."
But in that smile, there was clearly a deep longing and reluctance to part.
Tan Zhengchu felt a surge of warmth in his heart and leaned forward to kiss Su Yingxue's lips.
At first, his kisses were as gentle as feathers, as if afraid of disturbing her.
Gradually, it became passionate and profound, as if pouring all the love in one's heart into it.
Su Yingxue was stunned by the sudden kiss, her feet seemingly rooted to the ground.
Her body trembled slightly, her hands unconsciously gripped the hem of her clothes, and her cheeks instantly burned.
He sensed that Su Yingxue's breathing had become rapid and her body was becoming increasingly stiff.
Tan Zhengchu, suppressing his reluctance, slowly released her.
With deep affection in his eyes, he whispered, "We'll continue in the bridal chamber tomorrow night. Be a good girl and wait for me."
Su Yingxue blushed and glared at him reproachfully.
Just as he was about to turn around, Tan Zhengchu spoke up again: "How about we have a race to see who can get back to their room first? The loser gets a massage from the winner. Are you in?"
Su Yingxue's eyes lit up, and she retorted defiantly, "Fine, let's have a competition!"
Tan Zhengchu smiled and began to count down: "Three, two, one, run!"
Su Yingxue lifted her skirt and, like a joyful little deer, ran off to the west.
Tan Zhengchu stood there, his gaze fixed on her back, his eyes surging with love.
In that instant, he felt that this brief separation was incredibly long.
In fact, he had already silently conceded defeat in his heart.
He thought that he was willing to admit defeat as many times as possible for Yingxue's sake, because he loved her so deeply.
Su Yingxue lifted her skirt and ran up to the second floor.
When she reached the corridor, she couldn't help but stop and peer down.
Seeing that Tan Zhengchu was still standing there, her eyes crinkled into a smile.
He waved and called out with a smile, "Zhengchu, why are you still standing there like an idiot?"
Tan Zhengchu looked up, raised an eyebrow and smiled, his voice cheerful: "I won't feel at ease until I see you enter the room."
Su Yingxue's heart suddenly tightened, as if enveloped by a warm current, and her eyes became slightly hot.
She nodded slightly and replied softly, "Then I'll go in now, you should go back soon too."
After saying that, he turned and went into the room.
Meanwhile, Suma, who witnessed everything from inside the main building, already had tears welling up in her eyes.
Uncle Zhong stood aside, taking in her reaction.
He sighed heavily, his face full of regret: "My dear, it was my mistake back then that I insisted on marrying you off to Zhengchu. Look at you now, you're already 24 years old and still have no intention of getting married."
He paused, then took out his pipe from his pocket and lit it.
He took a few puffs, the smoke rings he exhaled slowly drifting away in the night, before continuing, "You saw it today too, Zhengchu truly likes that girl. You can't hide the way someone loves you."
"A forced relationship won't be sweet, and love can't be forced. Your father just hopes that you can find your own happiness soon."
Suma bit her lower lip and nodded slightly, as if agreeing with Uncle Zhong's words.
But she knew perfectly well that Tan Zhengchu had taken root in her heart, and it wasn't so easy to uproot him.
In her eyes, Tan Zhengchu was the most perfect person.
It's too difficult to meet someone better than him in the future.
She thought to herself: My heart is so small, it can only hold one person, and that person is Tan Zhengchu.
As soon as the thought crossed my mind, tears welled up in my eyes.
She quickly raised her hand and secretly wiped her face, not wanting others to see her loss of composure.
……
The next morning, while it was still barely light, the sky was clearing up.
Su Yingxue got up early, just like a cheerful little bird.
She eagerly awaited the start of wedding preparations.
Before long, Su Ma led a group of chattering girls into Su Yingxue's room.
Suma, holding a carefully wrapped garment in her hands, walked to the bedside with a smile and gently placed it down.
Then he turned to Su Yingxue and said, "Sister-in-law, this is a wedding dress that Zhengchu designed especially for you. I stayed up several nights in a row and made it by hand, stitch by stitch, hoping that you would look beautiful today."
As she spoke, a fleeting hint of melancholy flashed in her eyes.
Su Yingxue felt a warmth in her heart, her eyes slightly moist, and she took Su Ma's hand: "Su Ma, thank you so much, you've worked so hard! It must have taken so much effort."
Suma shook her head gently, a smile on her lips, but in her heart she thought to herself: I have also dreamed of one day wearing the wedding dress I designed for Zhengchu and standing by his side.
But now, he is sewing it by hand for his bride.
That's fine, as long as he's happy.
Su Yingxue sat down steadily in front of the dressing mirror.
The girls immediately surrounded them.
Some people were combing her hair, while others were opening boxes of exquisite cosmetics, preparing to dress her up.
Once her makeup was complete, Su Yingxue got up and, with the help of the girls, carefully changed into the white dress.
She stood in front of the mirror, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
The wedding dress was pure white, with sleeves as transparent as tulle.
As she moved gently, a delicate floral wreath adorned her head, exuding an ethereal beauty in its simplicity.
Su Yingxue looked left and right, her face beaming with happiness, and said to Su Ma, "Su Ma, look, this wedding dress is just what I wanted. Zheng Chu really understands me. It's simple, yet it's as beautiful as a dream."
Suma snapped out of her daze, looked at Su Yingxue, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.