One Useless Rebirth (BL novel)

C118. Mates' Rate (3)

He Bai thanked her with courtesy when he took an unobtrusive look at her figure. What Professor Xu Ying taught him suddenly occurred to him, which rendered him an inspired guess, "Miss Yan, have you learned dancing?"

"Yeah, but how can you tell?" Yan Meng looked at him in surprise, nodded and said, "I've learned to dance, but it's been some time before I restarted practicing it."

It must be done after her figure recovered to former level, guessed He Bai. When he glanced at this beautiful lakeside villa of Yan family, an idea struck him, "Miss Yan, how many wedding dresses do you have?"

A tall charming lady in knee-length wedding dress stood bare-foot on the grass, dancing trippingly to the music. A few steps away, a photographer was patiently looking for angles to shoot her.

As it grew darker, lights came on in a row, and girls arrived at the party one after another. It's some time since Yan Meng had a dance, so she got completely excited and joined the sequence. The steward came timely, taking dozens of well-prepared costumes with him.

He Bai asked a few servants to act as juicers for the time being, and he took several snaps while reviewing what Xu Yingrong once taught him in the heart. Then he walked closer to arrange for the girls in place.

When he finished shooting, He Bai moved outside sensibly and left room for them to revel.

The party ended with dance as it did in the beginning. He Bai patiently looked for angles and snapped timely, occasionally coming forward to remind the bride and her friends to adjust their positions and expressions.

As night fell, the hall began to empty.

Girls all went to rest, while He Bai stayed to snap the servants and stewards who were busy in cleaning up the house.

Next day, the bride got up early to put on make-ups. He Bai also rose at dawn to capture the process with his camera.

After that, bridesmaids arrived one after another well-dressed and took a few photos with the bride. Then her family came in and continued to photograph, and then her relatives and friends turned up...

Once the indoor shooting finished, He Bai ran downstairs to take photos of the groom's wedding car and then upstairs to photograph the bride who wore a shy and cheerful look.

Happy smiles were everywhere, and some even let out cries of delight.

After seeing innumerous families as icy as Di's, He Bai rejoiced at the prospective couple in his camera but also felt a pang of sorrow for Di Qiuhe.

Why did he grow up in nobody's care?

Given that he found his true love, would Di Qiuhe also give a happy smile and dispel all the negative feelings resulting from the icily cold family?

His words "I hope to live a happy life with my sweetheart" flashed through He Bai's mind when he pressed the shutter to record a lovely kiss. He felt his thinking was clearer now.

He might be favorably disposed to Di Qiuhe, which, however, was not enough to shake his principles. Also, he would never cajole him or take forcible possession against Di Qiuhe's will and sexual orientation. If he was straight...

Through the camera lens, the groom was seen to hold the bride in his arms, ready to take his loved one to church and make a lifetime promise.

Outside the lens, Zheng Ya shed tears of joy, and Niu Junjie cautiously took a handkerchief out, intending to wipe her tears.

He Bai put down the camera and recalled the picture where Niu Junjie clumsily carried their baby and Zheng Ya looked at them smiling in the last life. He tapped his nose, lost in thought. If Di Qiuhe was no gay, he would snuff out his slight adoration and remain friends with him.