920: C920 I Miss Him so Much

C920 I Miss Him so Much

When Lee Shuyuan heard this, she couldn't even catch him. This child stubbornly went upstairs.1

Lee Shuyuan also had no choice but to sigh.

Initially, she thought that the marriage between the two children was a definite matter, but in the end, who knew that there was such a move.

She really felt uneasy and uneasy. There had never been a thing that went smoothly for her.

Su Yiyou was now wearing her wedding dress.

Because she directly called the tailor to her home to make her wedding dress.

The wedding dress was originally pretty. Perhaps it was because she was not in a good mood, but when she saw the wedding dress, she felt that it was not good at all. In fact, she even felt very annoyed.

Su's mother, on the other hand, had a very bright smile on her face. She felt that these clothes were very beautiful. She put them on her daughter's body and said, "Yiyou, I think these clothes are pretty. Don't you have any suitable clothes? There have already been several interviews today. You don't even fit the custom-made clothes for you. What's wrong with you? We're getting married next month, and it's a Chinese wedding. The clothes I made for you are pretty nice, so just choose one. If you don't choose the one you like, I can choose for the two of you. Anyway, my taste is good. I'll choose one for you to see. "

Su Yiyou was annoyed to begin with. When she heard her say that, she angrily shouted at her, "Mom, originally I could have been with someone, but now I can't make my own choice. Don't tell me now I am not allowed to choose the clothes that I want to choose? It is just that there is no suitable one. That is why I don't like it. If there's a suitable one, I'll definitely choose one. "

Su's mother originally wanted to say something to her, but after hearing what she said, there was nothing she could do. She could only let it be, "Alright then. You choose which one is suitable. You are getting married next week and must be chased out within this week. Otherwise, if you can't get married next week, the other side will make a scene with us. So, hurry up and get it done. I won't bother you anymore."

After Su's mother finished speaking, she gave the place to her. Su Yiyou was really unable to hold it in and thus she roared at her. Now that she had finished speaking, she fell onto the bed in a dispirited manner.

These few days she had been living like a walking corpse. Whenever she thought of the pain of getting married, she wished that she could jump off the building and commit suicide. These few days she was so depressed that she did not have any mood.

She felt that even her breathing was painful and she wished that she could settle her life like this. If she were to get married, her life might be ruined just like this.

She had always wanted to be free in love, which was to marry the person she liked. In the end, she still listened to her family's orders and married a person she did not like, pretending to be distant from him.

These few days, she almost couldn't help but cry every day, and her tears couldn't help but flow down uncontrollably. Now, when the door was closed, she wanted to cry, but it was also very uncomfortable. She felt very cowardly. She clearly didn't want it. But he had to obey.

She really missed Chiang Luyou now, and she wanted to see him deep in her heart.

She wanted to be with him.

She wanted to hug him and smell the scent on his body.

When she thought that she couldn't be with him, her heart felt as if it had been stabbed by a knife.

She wouldn't be able to be with him for the rest of her life.

She still wanted to see him one last time, take a look, and say goodbye to him.

However, her older sister looked at her very strictly. This week, she said that he was going to get married, so she gave him a leave of absence. When the teacher heard that she was getting married, he naturally did not stop her. He gave her a leave of absence. He told her to go home and lock her up at home after returning home. He didn't want anyone to come and find her.

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