"Tomorrow is the day, go to bed early." Wang Ai stepped forward and opened his arms.
The person in his arms trembled and responded in a muffled voice. Wang Ai could feel that Xu Qinglian was struggling to overcome a psychological barrier, so he didn't plan to find out. Since she didn't want to talk about it, let's wait until she has overcome it and calmed down.
After a long time, Xu Qinglian pushed Wang Ai and the two sat on the bed together.
"Shall I go to the gym?"
"Um."
"..." Wang Ai looked at Xu Qinglian's left hand, which was pushing against his chest, and Xu Qinglian's right hand, which was grabbing her sleeve. Then he looked at the girl who was staring out the window in trance. He sighed in his heart, neither saying anything nor moving.
Just sit like this.
After a long time, Xu Qinglian muttered: "I'm sleepy."
So she started to take off her clothes and let go, but Wang Ai didn't dare to leave. As expected, after she had changed her clothes, she sat next to Wang Ai and pulled his sleeves. It seemed that she didn't even notice, and she was a little embarrassed.
: "You haven't left yet, please bear with me."
Wang Ai went to bed with his absent-minded girlfriend, covered her with a quilt, and covered herself with a quilt. There were two quilts, two people, only under the intersection of the corners of the quilts was Xu Qinglian's hand holding Wang Ai's sleeve.
Neither of them slept well that night. Wang Ai couldn't figure out his girlfriend's state, and he didn't dare to let her go, or even tell her. He intuitively realized that his girlfriend was in an extremely troubled situation for him.
, reaching its peak as the date approaches. Now I can only pray that she can grab her sleeves and gain strength to get through the mountain of tomorrow like she does now.
Then it takes another turn.
At dawn the next day, with the sound of birds chirping, Wang Ai opened his eyes and Xu Qinglian also opened his eyes. However, unlike Wang Ai who was still energetic, Xu Qinglian looked very tired and looked at Wang Ai with a smile.
During breakfast, the two of them looked normal, but Ai Xiaoqing was still sensitive to the fact that the daughter he had raised for ten years was a little abnormal, so he secretly inquired about his son's eyes, but only saw the worry hidden between his eyebrows, and a gentle smile.
shook his head.
Ai Xiaoqing, who has watched Xu Qinglian grow up since she was a child, knows that this daughter has a world of her own, is as bold as a man, and is a unique dragon among girls. At least Ai Xiaoqing knows that, including herself, including her son's
Those "confidants" have all been short-sighted and careless. Only this daughter is different. When she was a child, it was her duty not to have too much pocket money, but she personally created the "Light of Apennines" with unlimited hope.
"After that, I didn't leave a penny for myself, which is extraordinary.
To put it simply, it means not worrying about the future life; to put it more deeply, it means to look down upon these external things.
Every time he thought of this, Ai Xiaoqing murmured to Wang Bin. He didn't know how his son was chosen, nor how the ordinary Xu family raised such a son. Logically speaking, such a temperament should be born in an emperor.
The family must have the character that only an extremely outstanding disciple can possess.
How can ordinary people who have oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea have no idea about money?
In contrast, although my son is extremely talented, he can cry, make trouble, laugh, and quarrel. In fact, he is more like a child from an ordinary family. From this point of view, his son's appointment with Xu Qinglian is regarded as a "high achievement", at least from the beginning.
This is true in terms of temperament.
Nowadays, there is no emperor. It is not ruled out that ordinary people will give birth to some special people. They will stand out in all walks of life and show noble character and superb abilities. In fact, many times it is not necessarily that they are better than ordinary people.
The fact that people love struggle more is entirely caused by different temperaments and hobbies.
But the three members of the Wang family are not familiar with such people! They don’t know how to cultivate them. Therefore, the old couple have been carefully observing and helping these years, and will never easily interfere with Xu Qinglian’s choice. In fact, Wang Ai also
Almost, now he no longer has the awe of the goddess in his previous life, but in terms of temperament, he is indeed a little frightened.
Even if Wang Ai sometimes plays too much, it's not that she's not in awe, but that she wants her to come down from the mountain.
This is how people are, even great people will be affected by the ordinary people around them.
After breakfast, the family dispersed quietly, each doing his or her own business.
Everyone in the family knew that Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian had obtained the certificates, but since they were not prepared to take the matter seriously, they only sent Lao Fan and Zhao Dan to accompany them to the Dongcheng District Civil Affairs Bureau.
Wang Ai's place of birth is still in Dongcheng District. Although his house in Houhai belongs to Xicheng District, he is not at home all year round, so his hukou is still in his parents' home. Xu Qinglian's hukou was automatically settled after she graduated from Renmin University.
Yingkou, but according to the marriage law, as long as one party is local, it is OK.
We are going to take wedding photos today, not wedding photos, which Wang Ai and Xu Qinglian dismissed as a waste of time. They plan to take the photos themselves after they get married, or ask Kangsi and the others to take them when they go out to play. Anyway, they have been playing digitally since they were young.
Cameras, their photography skills are no worse than those in a photo studio.
So today the two people's clothes are relatively formal, and of course very simple. Xu Qinglian also rarely put on some light makeup. As the Audi car drove in the traffic, the two people watched the scenery outside the car in silence, holding hands
Small bag with various documents.
At 8:30 in the morning, the car slowly stopped on the side of the road. The driver, Lao Fan, looked up at the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "There are signs there."
Wang Ai smiled, Xu Qinglian also smiled, and subconsciously grabbed Wang Ai's sleeves with her hands, pinching them into wrinkles.
"By the way, congratulations." Lao Fan said after Wang Ai got off the car.
Outside the Marriage Registration Office of the Civil Affairs Bureau, which is crowded with people, this is No. 53, Dongsishisantiao, Dongcheng District. It is a small building with a small height. Not far from it is Dongsisijiu Middle School, and across a dense area to the south.
The zhaza courtyard is the China Children's News Publishing House.
Wang Ai, who was wearing sunglasses, looked around and took Xu Qinglian's hand: "Let's go."
Stepping onto the steps and crossing the threshold, Xu Qinglian's body began to tremble. When the words "marriage registration" appeared in front of the service window, Wang Ai felt that she could no longer pull Xu Qinglian.
Turning around to look, Xu Qinglian's face was covered with tears at some point. When she saw her boyfriend looking at him without saying anything, she just shook her head and tears fell down on the back of Wang Ai's hand on the smooth marble floor.
Xu Qinglian's strange behavior attracted people's attention. A cadre in a window stood up alertly, a security guard pressed a rubber stick and looked around, and a lady at the door had already stepped forward.
Wang Ai took a deep breath, looked at the four red letters "Marriage Registration" five meters away, pulled Xu Qinglian around, went out, walked down the steps, and got in the car.
