I fell in love with the beautiful bridesmaid on the wedding day

Meeting her was by chance. When a friend got married, I was roped in to be a coachman. The day before the wedding, I sent the bride to a bridal shop to try on clothes. After she entered, I sat on the sofa alone and listened to my favorite song "Butterfly Lovers". Just as I was immersed in the music, A soft cry interrupted my thoughts. Looking up, a strange girl stood in front of me. Wearing a tight-fitting green dress, her long hair was tied up high, "The bride asked you to come over," she said. After being introduced by the bride, I learned that she was a colleague of the bride and also a bridesmaid.

The next day I sent the bride to the bridal shop to have her makeup done. When we arrived at the bridal shop, she was already waiting there. Out of politeness, I poured a glass of water for the bride while she was putting on her makeup and took the initiative to chat with her. After the bride put on her makeup, I took the camera to take pictures. She joked that she looked like an ugly duckling compared to the bride, and she begged the makeup artist to help her style it too. The makeup artist simply retouched her, and her beauty was revealed, and I lost no time in pressing the shutter of the camera.

The wedding was held at the scheduled time. The groom smiled and greeted congratulations from guests and friends from all directions. The bride stood in the center like a snow white princess. Among the four bridesmaids, she was particularly prominent at this time, with her tall figure and Wear a chic outfit to make her stand out.

The wedding banquet is exciting, and toasting is a traditional program that no bride can escape. At this time, whenever the bride is too drunk, the bridesmaids will volunteer to drink on her behalf. After the four bridesmaids had toasted with the bride for most of the time, they were already blushing. During the toast, she sat next to me. I just learned that her real name is Jasmine, and everyone calls her Lily. Her voice was a bit hoarse, but she was very attractive to me. I thought maybe she had this occupational disease because she was a teacher.

At the end of the wedding banquet, only one table was left in the hotel. The people at this table were all the groom's colleagues. They detained the groom aside and did not allow him to make any move to protect the bride. Then he took out four full glasses of wine that had been prepared and asked each of the four bridesmaids to have a drink first, on the grounds that the bride had ignored them. The four bridesmaids finally drank the wine in their hands amidst everyone's cheers. I saw her dazed sitting on the chair next to her after drinking. I quickly asked the waiter to pour her a cup of tea to relieve her hangover. At this time, the groom came over and asked me to send the bridesmaids home first. A woman's private talk (//sifanghua)

I was the last one to send her home. On the way, I talked to her about drunkenness, and she boasted that she had never been drunk. I don’t feel drunk, I don’t know what it feels like to be drunk. This lovely woman had me grinning from ear to ear the entire time. After sending her home, it was already eleven o'clock. I drove back to the bride's house, unloaded the wine and sundries in the back of the car, and went straight home to sleep. But my heart is very uneasy.

Two days later, I couldn't calm down the turmoil in my heart, so I lied to get her phone number from the bride and tentatively sent her a text message. I called her a "drunk guy" in the text message, but she had obviously forgotten about me. I called right away and she asked me why I had her phone number. I lied and said I found a lipstick in the car and asked if it was hers. Coincidentally, she actually lost a lipstick.

Today happened to be my birthday, and I really wanted to find someone to talk to me at this time, so I kept dragging her around to chat about some irrelevant things. Two hours passed in the blink of an eye, although I I still couldn't bear to hang up the phone, but she said it was too late and she had to rest and had to go to work tomorrow, so I reluctantly hung up the phone.

In the days that followed, I called and sent her messages every day, but we never met. I know her voice, but I feel like I can never get close to her. Besides texting her every night, the other thing I did was figure out how to buy a lipstick she lost. But suddenly one day I received a text message from her saying that she had found the lipstick. The one I had on hand was definitely not hers. I think maybe we really have no chance to see each other again.