Chapter 131
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Ye Fan would always remember that this was a day that was not too hot.
She held the bouquet and stood under the sun as she looked at He Han. He was dressed in a suit that matched her wedding gown.
At the end of the hall was the ceremonial stage. He Han stood there and looked at Ye Fan. Behind him was the azure blue sea.
His eyes were extremely dark, and his deep gaze surrounded her. There was no one else in their eyes.
Jian Lan looked at Ye Fan. Ye Fan was wearing her wedding gown as she walked forward step by step. Jian Lan stared fixedly at her. Her nose felt stuffy as tears fell from her eyes.
Ye Fan had experienced too many hardships along the way. She had grown into such an outstanding person. She was proud of her, but her heart also ached for her.
Luckily, Ye Fan had met her true love. Now, there were still so many people who cared about her and loved her.
Jian Lan's thoughts were complicated. She had already missed out on Ye Fan's previous life.
In the days to come, she would watch as Ye Fan lived a happy and successful life.
Mrs. He sat by the side. She looked at Ye Fan and He Han, and the corners of her eyes were wet.
In the beginning, when she found out that He Han had someone in his heart, she was very happy. Because she knew that the person He Han liked must be very outstanding.
Reality proved that Ye Fan was much more outstanding than she had imagined.
Ye Fan was strong and tolerant. In this aspect, she was so similar to He Han. The two of them were destined to be together.
Mrs. He's eyes were red, but there was a smile on her lips.
She knew that the two of them would definitely be happy.
Dudu was a ready-made little flower boy. Ye Fan walked in front. Dudu carried the little flower basket seriously and followed behind Ye Fan.
With every step Ye Fan took, Dudu took out a handful of petals from the flower basket and scattered them into the sky. However, Dudu was too weak. All the petals landed on Ye Fan's dress.
Ye Fan seemed to be stepping on the petals as she walked towards He Han.
Halfway there, Dudu continued to take out the petals from the flower basket. However, he realized that the basket was empty. He had thrown out all the petals.
Dudu stopped in his tracks with a blank expression. He looked at the familiar Jian Lan and Mrs. He below the stage. His face was full of confusion. He didn't know what to do.
Jian Lan, who was still sad, was amused by Dudu's cute appearance. Her sadness instantly dissipated. She helplessly pointed out a way for Dudu to continue walking forward with Ye Fan.
Under the gaze of the guests, the bride and groom looked at each other across the crowd from a distance.
Under the pure white veil, Ye Fan gently curved her lips. She walked towards He Han as memories of them kept flashing through her mind.
Ye Fan remembered that He Han had said that it was the first time he met her during a performance in middle school.
She lost her home overnight. Later, she suddenly received funding from an anonymous kind-hearted person.
Ye Fan remembered that when she was performing "Skylark," He Han had come to the piano room to watch, but she didn't see him.
She still remembered that He Han would always pay attention to her performance and pay attention to every improvement she made …
She had always remembered every word he had said.
Ye Fan walked up to the stage. The ceremony hadn't started yet.
He Han held Ye Fan's hand as they stood to the side and watched a short play.
The short play was very simple. There were no complicated props or scenes. It was just a silent performance by the actors to convey a story.
The young girl playing the violin on stage was wearing a clean and simple outfit. Her violin playing was elegant and moving.
The girl who had suffered a blow and was crying silently in the dark night.
The girl stood up again. Her confidence had a hint of timidity and inferiority.
The girl who took out her phone to check her emails and waited for a reply …
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