In the small country church of St. Mary, a special and rare wedding was taking place.

No one is throwing flower petals outside the church, and the bride has no white veil, no bouquet, no happy smile, no elaborate makeup, but stern eyes, slightly trembling frost-white lips, and a half-smile on her face.

of sarcasm.

The groom is tall and majestic, with three-dimensional facial features as handsome as a knife, but his eyes are reminiscent of the Sphinx of the Egyptian Pyramids, with fangs and claws raised, and murderous eyes showing, and the evil and handsome face is so full.

There was a wild and unrestrained smile on his face.

Sister Xia Meng'er looked at her sister sadly, covering her lips with trembling hands, and tears could not help but fall quietly from her shining eyes.

"Is this a wedding ceremony, or are we preparing for a love-hate relationship?" the thin priest thought to himself.

"Father, please solemnize our marriage!" the Chinese man's English was sonorous and powerful.

I have been a priest for thirty years and have seen all kinds of weird things, but this is the first time I have walked into a marriage with such hostility and hatred.

"Young man, are you sure you are here to witness the marriage?" The priest's narrow eyes carefully looked at the two young people in front of him, as well as the tearful girl standing nearby, and finally focused on the tall and upright Chinese man.

On the body.

"I'm sure!" the Chinese man replied angrily and firmly, doubting that the priest was meddling in other people's business.

The priest then focused his attention on the girl who was about to become the bride: "Girl, what about you? Marriage is the sublimation of love and mutual trust and affection. It is definitely not a child's play. Are you sure?"

There was an awkward silence.

Xia Pan'er stood there, her back straight, her eyes as cold as ice, and her bright red lips tightly closed.

Xia Meng'er wiped away her tears and muttered anxiously beside her. She vigorously signaled to Xia Pan'er and kept drawing circles on her chest with her slender hands.

Finally, Xia Paner replied in a muffled voice: "I'm sure!"

"Father, please marry us immediately. We have to rush to China today!" the Chinese man ordered condescendingly in English.

"Yes...yes!" He quickly trembled and looked at the rice paper on the table.
Chapter completed!