X City.
A private manor in the countryside by the mountains and the water is usually a low-key and cold place for the first time, full of guests. The beautifully decorated manor is full of men and women dressed up to get together, drink, and exchange cups and glasses.
There was a wedding going on.
Marcus carelessly shook the red wine in the highball glass in his hand and stood outside the crowd indifferently. The midday sun outlined his handsome side profile like a knife. Deep eyes, attractive appearance, elegant posture—some do not know where he is, the person of the famous ladies with peeping eyes. They want to go forward to get acquainted, but because of the lingering cold and detached temperament around his body, they step back.
Not far away, men and women gathered together, whispered, and laughed, discussing the protagonist of today's wedding.
Marcus had no intention of eavesdropping, but every word swept clearly into his ears.
'I didn't expect the Qin family's daughter to marry a poor boy, and the Qin family's old man even agreed to it.'
'What exactly is the groom's origin?'
'Nothing, the Qin family working, Oxford students, into the eyes of the Qin family's daughter, the old man Qin just so a baby granddaughter, married her at least twenty years less struggle.'
'Just saw, followed behind the old master Qin out. It looks good, so it's no wonder the Qin family is too fancy. These days, men rely on the color of the face on the throne, which is not unusual.'
After a burst of deliberately lowered ambiguous laughter, Marcus slightly frowned, upset; he did not like these people talking about that person; he knew in his heart that William, the hero of this wedding, was by no means what they said that rely on s*x to get on the throne, to fight for fewer decades before marrying the Qin family Miss, he is genuinely fond of Qin Sitong, even if this kind of fondness is not what Marcus is happy to see. Marcus is pleased to see.
The people chatting about gossip had already dispersed. Marcus closed his eyes, covering up the smear of bitterness, tilting his head back to drink the wine in the cup in one go.
Manor comes and goes everywhere are people. Marcus feels a little drunk, obviously just drinking a cup of red wine, but their feet are lead-heavy; he asks the waiter for the bathroom location and does not pay attention to those who come up to accost polite men and women, going straight to the.
Ice-cold water poured on his face. His chaotic thoughts were finally clear. He is going to get married. He likes the whole six years of people today to marry a woman.
Marcus raised his head and looked at the mirror before his cold face. He could not see the slightest emotional ups and downs in his eyes. The corners of his mouth climbed up with a bitter smile. From beginning to end, it was his wishful thinking; that person likes the person, but it is not him.
Between his thoughts, someone slammed the door of the opposite room with a loud bang. Hurried footsteps followed. Marcus glanced sideways with some surprise. Out of his expectations, the one who angrily rushed out of the room was the person he was thinking about just now.
Marcus froze for a moment. Looking back, William had already walked quickly away and had not seen him.
The door he'd slammed shut popped open again and was hidden; Marcus hesitated momentarily before pushing it open.
The man who had fallen to the floor in a state of disarray was a far cry from his usual meticulous image; his hair was a mess dropping down over his forehead, the buttons on his shirt were ripped open a few times on his chest, his sleeves were crumpled into a ball, and there were apparent red fist prints on his face.
Ethan.
Marcus paused in his footsteps, his pupils slightly shrunk. Looking at the consistently overbearing man in front of him as if he were in the general posture of a lost dog, his mood suddenly and inexplicably improved. The corner of his lips gently curved, and he asked, 'What did you just do to William?'
Ethan slowly raised his head, met the sneer in Marcus's eyes, didn't open his eyes, didn't have the good sense to say, 'It has nothing to do with you.'
He did not say Marcus also guessed that William has always been well-tempered and well-cultivated; he rarely saw him get so angry, or at his wedding, it must be that this man in front of him did something very excessive to him, of course, the same is a man, even if William looked more slender and thin than the two of them, and wanted to use force, but also almost impossible.
'Grand Master Ethan, aren't you ashamed to do that to your cousin's husband on top of your cousin's wedding?'
Ethan slowly stood up and looked at him coldly, saying, 'None of your business.'
Marcus raised his jaw and asked, 'Are you going to go out like that?'
Ethan did not miss the slight smile in his eyes. Outsiders thought Marcus was low-key and cold, but he and he had been chasing the same person for six years. He knew very well the true character of his rival. His bones were permeated with the evil pleasure of seeing people's bad luck, and he was pleased to see his bad luck.
He was indeed a little out of sorts just now; he spent six years chasing the person who suddenly told himself that he was going to get married, the object of the marriage is still his cousin, and there is not half a hint of the wind, so suddenly sent the invitation to his hands, how can he be calm to accept, so he came to him to ask for a statement, but William told him, he likes is never a woman, no matter whether it is him or Marcus, were only his friends.
It does anger Ethan to hear such words coming out of his mouth, never treating him as just a friend, so what were those six years of lustful flirtations before that?
William had never explicitly rejected him. His heart for William was known to almost all his friends around him. William had enjoyed all the care and consideration he had shown him beyond friendship, and in the end, he suddenly said that he would marry his cousin and then told him that he had never treated him only as a friend.
Anger provoked the animalistic nature he had been deliberately suppressing and hiding. For the first time, he had no more of that feigned gentleness towards William, tearing his clothes away from him with force, pressing down on him with an almost uncontrollable desire to violate him, and then. Then it was just as Marcus had seen it: a p*ss*d-off. William gave him an unmerciful punch in the head and slammed the door.
Ethan looked at his face in the mirror. Luckily, it wasn't very noticeable. After a while, he could still see people with a hot water compress. Marcus looked at him and suddenly laughed again. 'Do you know why William can be friends with me all the time but always avoids you?'
Ethan ignored him.
'Because you're so selfish and overbearing, always forcing your ideas on him and never asking him what he wants.'
'Not everyone can stand your self-righteous so-called gentleness, Ethan Senior.'
'It's not at all unusual for William to dislike you.'
'Marcus,' Ethan suddenly turned and looked straight at him. You're talking too much today. Are you drunk?'
Marcus was stunned. William and the man before him had known each other for six long years since they were students. Still, apart from in the business world, the words they had spoken in private didn't seem to add up to more than ten, and today, when he was raving in Ethan's ear so incessantly, he was out of his mind, wasn't he?
Looking at the person in front of him a slightly stunned look, finally is back to the city. Ethan's mood is finally happy. Some walked up and, the wrong way through dropped a sentence that said, William has been avoiding me; you are also by him to deceive' after Marcus, slightly stunned, smiled and stridden away.
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The Qin family's eldest young lady, Qin Sitong, is the eyes of all the people of heaven's proud daughter—good birth, cultivation, character, good looks, beautiful, beautiful. The pursuit of her people is like a river of countless Crucian carp, but in the end, she picked just her grandfather's company, half of the inconspicuous department manager.
Of course, said inconspicuous just relative to Qin Sitong's dazzling family; William is from a working family of ordinary people, but he can be Qin Sitong in the eye, naturally, also has too much, Oxford entire prize graduate of the high school students, good working ability, outstanding looks, warm and moist as jade temperament, on these, it is enough to Qin Sitong in fact, the bones of this kind of desire to the prince and princess fairytale love of The girl is a little girl who is looking forward to the fairy tale love of a prince and princess in her bones.
There were many envious people, but William and Qin Sitong stood together; how could they also meet the four words of male talent and female beauty? Most of the people, still with smiles on their faces, were very facetious to say congratulations.
The wedding song has sounded. Qin Sitong is holding her grandfather's hand, and in the sky of flower petals, she is taking step by step towards the man standing in front of the smile waiting for her.
Marcus had already drunk an unknown number of glasses of wine that day. He was indeed drunk, in a trance. In front of his eyes, there seemed to be only some blurred silhouettes. Still, in the scene where William personally puts a ring on Qin Sitong's finger, he sees into his eyes again, doesn't open his eyes, and then suddenly meets another pair of eyes.
The same indifference as him, but could not hide the disillusionment in his eyes.
Ethan seemed aware that someone was looking at him; his gaze slowly moved away from William, and he raised his eyes and froze. Marcus was drunk; he could tell at a glance, and he wasn't much better than Marcus, even if he suddenly realized at that moment that William might not be the same as he had initially imagined, but after six years of liking the guy. As he watched him exchange wedding rings with someone else, his heart was still bitter; even the wine in his mouth was bitter.
After the night, they belong to the young people's celebration party, still in the same manner. To support the scene being dispersed, stayed are Qin Sitong and William's best friends. Marcus wants to leave, but because of too much wine, they can not drive the car, and William finally calls him to help into the first floor of the guest room to rest. Also, in the Qin Sitong r, Ethan repeatedly asked to stay, share with her, share with her, and share with her. At Qin Sitong's repeated request, Ethan stayed behind to share her happiness.
Qin Sitong only returned from abroad half a year ago, so she didn't know about him and William. In just half a year, she snatched away the person she had been chasing for six years. Ethan thought it was hilarious, but he couldn't blame this sister, whom he had always loved so much, for not knowing, so even though he didn't feel comfortable in his heart, he still stayed, as she told him to do.
The party was not over until the early morning; men and women were drunk.; Ethan took the room key given by Qin Sitong and staggered up to the first floor; thinking about the room at the very end of the corridor, she said and counted one by one in a daze; the door wasn't locked. The door knob gently turned and opened, the room was dark, and the drunken people who couldn't distinguish between east and south and north and south and west kicked the door shut, swung in, and fell into the bed. I just fell into bed.
After a long time, the person who was pressed under him spilled out a not-obvious moan from his mouth and hugged him tightly with his backhand.