The second half of the night.

The two castles were still lit up inside and out, and the two figures climbed lightly to the fourth floor of the riverside castle, pushed open the door of the master bedroom and walked in, to the bed.

On the pillow, Luo Xiaoqian and Huangfu Ruo fell asleep side by side.

The two men walked to their women's sides respectively, Qin Lan carefully bent down and kissed Huang Furuo's forehead, while Leng Zimo helped Luo Xiaoqian carefully stuff half of her feet exposed outside the thin quilt back into the quilt.

Looking at each other across the bed, the two men made a flashing gesture to each other at the same time.

Leaving the bedside, he crept out the door as he had come.

It was not until they reached the small living room at the end of the stairs on the fourth floor that the two men stopped at the same time.

"I'll leave it to you tonight." Qin Lan smiled and spoke.

Leng Zimo smiled back at him, and then stretched out his right hand to him, "Qin Lan, congratulations." ”

Reaching out and shaking hands with him, the two men naturally hugged each other, and after parting, they forgot to punch each other in the chest.

"After being the bridegroom, I will wait to drink your wedding wine." Qin Lan turned her face and glanced in the direction of the master bedroom, "I'm leaving." ”

Leng Zimo put his hand in his trouser pocket, "I'll send you." ”

Downstairs, Leng Zimo kept sending Qin Lan to the bottom of the steps outside the door.

"See you tomorrow."

Leng Zimo stopped.

Qin Lan waved his hand to him, walked all the way to the lawn, and walked far away, he suddenly jumped up from the grass like a child, and then ran towards his own castle not far away like a madman, still shouting loudly, "Qin Lan is getting married, Qin Lan is going to marry Huangfu Ruola tomorrow......"

Leng Zimo stood on the steps, looking at his fading figure, first smiling, and then a long silence.

A pair of inky eyes stared at their friend who had quietly disappeared outside the woods, their eyes full of blessings.

I have known Qin Lan for more than ten years, the two have collaborated on the first movie, and after more than ten years of friendship, he knows Qin Lan's personality best.

This elegant and excellent man, even when he won the Oscar, he was just smiling calmly, but today he indulges himself like this, for no other reason, just because of love and satisfaction.

If it was Leng Zimo before, he would not be able to understand this emotion no matter what.

But now, Leng Zimo understands his feelings.

Aiqing, this seemingly ethereal thing, has a powerful liliang.

It can change many people and many things, it can make people strong like Luo Xiaoqian, it can also make people crazy like Xu Pei, and it can also make people sink into it and suffer from gains and losses and find it difficult to extricate themselves, such as Qin Lan, such as Huangfu Ruo, like him!

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The next day, the weather in Marseille was exceptionally good.

Early in the morning, Huangfu Ruo and Luo Xiaoqian woke up from the alarm clock and immediately got dressed and got out of bed.

"I'll go and ask the servant to prepare breakfast." Luo Xiaoqian walked over and opened the door, only to see that Leng Zimo was already fully dressed, standing outside the door with one hand in his pocket casually.

Today he is the best man, and he is wearing a white suit that is also designed to match Luo Xiaoqian's dress.

Standing in the corridor, with the original castle as the background, that man was so handsome that even Luo Xiaoqian couldn't help but stay in place in amazement.

"Why don't you set a coat."

Seeing the thin home clothes on her body, Leng Zimo frowned slightly, the weather here, although it was only the end of August, it was still a little cool in the morning and evening.

"It's okay, it's not cold." Luo Xiaoqian looked at him with a smile, "Rushed over so early, how was the preparation over there?" ”