When Jiuju's watch pointed to midnight, he and I stood in front of the huge three-story villa, looking at the words "Donghai Villa" written on the door, and couldn't help but smile at each other.When we came in the morning, this place was still a deserted depression, and in just a dozen hours, the high-rise buildings were leveled.White marble covers the entire building, and at this moment of complete confusion between day and night, stands conspicuously and abruptly, thinking of a large pile of accumulated white bones, cold and hard.The two stone pillars on the left and right of the gate are more than gorgeous, and the festivity is insufficient, always reminding people of a pale-faced woman, but with an excessively red lip.The door suddenly opened, sliding slowly to both sides, and the people inside the door seemed to know that there was a "guest" standing outside.Several young girls, who looked the same and wore the same bright red cheongsam, smiled enthusiastically at me and Jiuju, and their faces and voices were the same: "The guests are here, please start the wedding here immediately" As soon as they entered, the door was immediately closed.The sound of two thick stones colliding together is enough to sink my heart a few inches.The girls who led the way, all of them were extremely light, walking through the corridor lined with flowers, giggling as they went.The elaborate sconces are lit every two meters, and the aqua blue shades, carved with roulette wheels and feathers, are soaked in light from the lamps, not bulbs, but white candles.The cheongsam girls were not walking, they were gliding on the ground, or floating, and those slender and beautiful little feet wearing red high heels were slightly on tiptoe, and their heels never touched the ground.After walking for almost five minutes, they stopped in front of a tall, baroque gate."
The VIPs are coming," they divided into two rows, pushed open the door for us, and shouted at a high pitch.I'm really sorry, how did I listen to this sentence "The guest is coming" is like shouting "There is a guest here" during the condolence, and the crow's mouth of Jiuju is not bad, I don't feel like I'm here for a wedding at all, but a funeral.t1706231537: