Chapter 4 The White Wedding

"Yes," Xia Ruoxin put her hand on her chest, there was nothing there, no one knew what kind of memory there was once and now. No.

Jiang Yao's hand left her, picked up the makeup box on the side, and carefully threw it on her face, but Xia Ruoxin smiled. There was a kind of absent-mindedness in her eyes.

If the amulet was still there at the beginning, wouldn't it be like this now, would her life change,

It's just that there are too many ifs, and only ifs.

She closed her eyes and went back to the year of her fifth birthday.

That year, she was five years old, and Xia Yixuan was four years old.

Sister, what is that on your neck? Can you play with me? Xia Yixuan, who is like a little princess, raised her head and looked at what was hanging on Xia Ruoruoxin's neck. She had never seen it before, and it seemed very beautiful.

"Sister, can I exchange the doll with you?" She pointed at the doll in Xia Ruoxin's hand, which of course belonged to her.

And Xia Ruo shook her head heartily, put down the doll in her hand, and put her hand on the amulet. She doesn't need the doll, even if she took the blame for the four-year-old Xia Yixuan and exchanged her mother's beating for the doll. of.

"Sister, give it to me," Xia Yixuan has always been extremely domineering, and when he got up, he rushed towards Xia Ruoxin, but Xia Ruoxin just kept retreating.

"Yixuan," Shen Yijun walked over quickly, hugging Xia Yixuan's small body,

"Mom, I want something on my sister's neck, but she won't give it to me, oh..." Xia Yixuan burst into tears when he saw Shen Yijun.

"Ruoxin, give that to Yixuan, today is her birthday." Shen Yijun turned cold, how can she be so ignorant, can't she let her sister do it?

And Xia Ruoxin just clenched the amulet in her hand, her small lips were pressed together very tightly, but she didn't say anything, but she silently refused.

"Xia Ruoxin, bring it." Shen Yijun stretched out his hand, but Xia Yixuan in her arms cried louder, and beat Shen Yijun while crying, Mom, I want, I want...

"Bring it," Shen Yijun stretched out his hand, and gave it to me.

Xia Ruoxin took another step back, she shook her head, "Mom, I only have this, don't take it away... okay?"

"Enough." Shen Yijun stood up quickly, grabbed Xia Ruoxin's small shoulders, and tore off the amulet from her neck.

"Mom..." Xia Ruoxin just watched Shen Yijun take Xia Yixuan away, and left like that, and Xia Yixuan's little hand was holding the amulet.

"Mom..." She bit her lips sadly, and picked up the old doll on the ground, "Mom, I'm so sad..." However, no one could answer her.

"Ruoxin, Ruoxin, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Yao's voice suddenly came from next to her ear, and Xia Ruoxin opened her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Jiang Yao, I just thought about the past." She smiled apologetically, tears still hanging on her long eyelashes.

"What did you think of?" Jiang Yao changed into a clean puff again, and her tears could not be wiped away, and there were even more and more tears. This woman can really cry.

"It's nothing, it's just a dream about what happened when I was a child," she said lightly, just staring at herself in the mirror in a daze, she might be the ugliest bride.

And the wedding is about to begin.

At her wedding with Chu Lu, there was a dreamy smile on the corner of her lips. That kind of smile was extremely beautiful, but it was like a eclipsed crabapple flower. It was obviously precious, but it lost too much color prematurely.