No, she doesn't want to marry him. Even if this is a dream, she doesn't want to marry him.

My hands struggled for a while, but I didn't have the strength to resist.

Si Fei felt her resistance, her eyes flashed, but she didn't stop grabbing Bai Yunshang's hand, and slowly pressed it towards the red book.

The moment when the red mark is left.

Si Fei turned her face away, and a tear slowly flowed down her face.[

Master, I am still happy for you...

…………

The church door was suddenly opened.

The light from the sky shone in, and a tall figure stood at the door, panting and suffering from colic.

The man who came in was tall and handsome, with a beautiful shadow on his deep face.

The newlyweds in the main hall immediately turned around when they heard the noise. Bai Yunshang was wearing a pure white and beautiful wedding dress, and the skirt was like spreading waves, stretching out in his sight.

"Yun Shang, Yun Shang!"

Sikong Zeye ran towards the church.

Run through the red carpet covered with petals, arched doors one after another, and run to the end.

As he ran, the scenery in front of him receded. He ran to the place where Bai Yunshang had stood, but there was nothing around him except for the bright light coming from the zenith.

"Master." Immediately afterwards, a pair of people walked in from the gate.

Looking at the empty church, Ma Zai secretly said: "Master, are we late?"

Sikong Zeye pursed his lips tightly. In his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the wedding that had been held here. But in his heart, he was thinking about a fluke - the news he got by chance was false.

The church was so big and empty, just like his heart at this time.

Sikong Zeye stood in the center of the church and picked up a bouquet left behind.

On the ribbon, the name painted with gold thread is...

【Sikong Haoran】

【Bai Yunshang】

His body suddenly sank, and he reached out to hold the chair next to him.[

A nun was walking in with a broom, ready to clean the church: "Sir, may I ask you something?"

Ma Zai asked, "Did a couple get married here just now?"

"Yes, they just left."

Maibach led a series of long queues, leaving the church and whizzing across the wide French roads.

Sikong Zeye's face was deeply cold, and he supported his forehead with his hand. Suddenly, in his mind, the movie recalled in slow motion——

When their car drove to the church, as it passed through the gate, it passed by a carriage covered with jewelry and gauze curtains——
Chapter completed!