Chapter 15

Later, when she grew up and met Brandon, she no longer liked waiting because waiting would never bring any good results. She was waiting for Brandon to agree to her proposal, and what she was waiting for was the date that kept being postponed. She was waiting for Brandon to meet her in City A to talk to her, and what she was waiting for was the news of Brandon's engagement.

She is almost waiting for nothing.

Why am I thinking of Brandon again?

Crystal smiled mockingly.

Can't you live without him?

People were coming and going on the train. Sitting next to Crystal was a little girl. The little girl was neither noisy nor fussy. She started to sleep as soon as she got in the car. She must have had several dreams by now.

Crystal put down the small table, turned on the computer, and logged in to her Weibo account.

This was her first time falling in love. She was easily nervous and loved to write things down to record life, so she wrote down every bit of their life as a love diary. The words are chatty and sweet.

No one paid attention to her Weibo at first. She just wrote her love diary day after day. Unexpectedly, it was self-defeating, and she actually gained a group of loyal fans.

At that time, romance novels were becoming popular, and Crystal was very worried. Looking at the skyrocketing number of fans and thousands of comments in the background, she was afraid that her childish love routine would be rejected by others, and she was even more afraid that someone would reveal about her and Brandon, causing unnecessary trouble. She was uneasy for several days, and even Brandon noticed something strange about her.

As a result, these worries did not come to pass, and the comment area was peaceful, with some even talking about her and Brandon CP.

Thinking about it now, Crystal doesn't know what's wrong with these rambling clips.

She didn't have time to take care of her Weibo account for a long time, and more and more people were urging her to update her Weibo account.

But she will not continue writing.

Crystal smiled.

Because they broke up.

She typed on the keyboard, trying to speak in a relaxed tone,

"They finally entered the wedding hall, but unfortunately one was the bride and the other was the master of ceremonies. 🐶👤🐶"

Crystal smiled, fortunately, she is not miserable enough to be the emcee at the wedding of Brandon and Miss Ava.

It was obviously a joke, but for some reason, Crystal's nose suddenly felt sore.

She is the most generous and tolerant person, but she still can't get over Brandon's hurdle.

The Weibo post was posted quickly, and the number jumped from 0 to 1.

0?

She was stunned.

How could it be 0? She had posted so many posts before that the Weibo assistant couldn't stand it anymore. She said she was a high-quality creator and wanted to give her the title of the most talked-about chatterbox of the year.

It should indeed be so many.

Crystal was stunned for a moment; she had forgotten.

She was reborn. This time she did not confess her love to Brandon desperately, and the two of them were not together. She was not deceived by others. Of course, there would not be these ridiculously stupid love diaries, let alone a group of people looking forward to every bit of their lives.

I didn't have much to look forward to.

She really wasn't in the mood to act like a broken-hearted person, not to mention she wasn't considered broken-hearted. She was unilaterally abandoned by Brandon, and now she unilaterally left Brandon, one person at a time; maybe it was fair.

She just felt a little pity suddenly.

The train passed through a deep tunnel. In the darkness, Crystal smiled softly and said,

"Brandon, goodbye."

After all, those bits and pieces, those words, all the happy past.

They all disappeared completely.

To use the train to leave the City A. There was light snowfall along the way, and it was fluttering, and there was a romantic atmosphere, but there was no snow in the City A.

....

In the solemn church, Brandon sat in the second row, listening quietly to the people on the stage.

There were long rows of tables of flowers in front of the table, white roses and champagne roses blooming alternately, misty blue; Hydrangeas were dotted among them, almost suspiciously fake flowers made of silk, but the City A places had always been extravagant in doing things and liked to waste funds on these useless matters.

The price of a silk flower does not exceed 20 yuan, and it can be used repeatedly, but if real flowers are used, the budget will increase tenfold.

Brandon smiled knowingly, reached out, and poked the delicate petals.

Socializing was also an important thing, although he never liked these big scenes.

But how can a person have his way with everything in life?

This much-anticipated wedding was held in a high-end luxury hotel. Ordinary people wouldn't even be able to walk in if they didn't make a reservation in advance. The environment here is quiet and the style is elegant. The bride's bouquet was replaced with low-key Morandi colors, making the wedding very solemn.

Brandon was sitting at the VIP table, smiling as he listened to the people at the table chatting.

The conversation was meaningless, just the secrets of wealthy families in City A. He felt a little sleepy after listening for a while. The wedding had not officially started yet. The band was playing "A Midsummer Night's Dream" in a low voice on the stage. In the dim light, there was a person sitting on the seat next to Brandon.

Ava held the wine glass with a nervous expression.

"Hello, Mr. Spencer," she said with a gentle and sweet smile.

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