Wang Ai had already noticed Xu Qinglian's emotional resistance and intellectual acceptance of marriage. She couldn't help but get married after so many years? So she had been counting on getting through this ordeal, but in the end, Xu Qinglian collapsed. Wang Ai always
You can't drag a crying bride to register.
Don’t talk about whether they can help or not, the melon that is forced is not sweet. Instead of leaving serious sequelae, it is better to... let’s talk about it.
It is sometimes right to delay Dafa.
Xu Qinglian was crying on Wang Ai's lap in the back seat of the Audi car. Lao Fan put away his smile for a rare moment and kept his hand on the steering wheel motionless. Zhao Dan looked worriedly through the rearview mirror for a few times and said nothing.
Wang Ai's frustration was as strong as Xu Qinglian's, but there was nothing he could do. He stroked Xu Qinglian's hair with his left hand and rubbed his eyebrows with his right hand: "Old Fan, let's go."
The car started, and the elder sister at the door of the marriage registration office was still looking around. She realized that it was not a kidnapping, so she did not intervene. She just silently wrote down the license plate number.
Wang Ai could no longer care about so much. This was the worst time Xu Qinglian cried in his memory. The vehicle driven by Lao Fan was heading east, but there was no direction. It was Zhao Dan who asked where he was going before Wang Ai finally understood: "Let's go to the suburbs. Let's take a walk."
Relax."
From howling to crying, the car stopped beside a forest, and Lao Fan and Zhao Dan got out of the car silently.
"If you don't get married, you won't get married. It's the same whether we get married or not." Wang Ai held Xu Qinglian in his arms and comforted her in a low voice.
"I'm sorry." Xu Qinglian shook her head, making Wang Ai's face watery.
"It doesn't matter, this is just an obsession in my heart." Speaking of this, Wang Ai said with a smile: "Actually, when I analyzed myself just now, I probably subconsciously felt that I was not worthy of you and was afraid of losing you, so I worked hard.
I'm looking for something to tie you to."
Xu Qinglian smiled with red eyes, sat upright again and looked out the car window: "I'm sorry, it's my problem. I like you, but I'm afraid of being with you."
Wang Ai looked puzzled: "Well, Qinglian, we are both academics, can you tell me the logic of this more clearly. I can't understand what you say."
Xu Qinglian turned her head, her brows knitted together, but the corners of her mouth turned up, she smiled, tears still flowing, said nothing, pinched Wang Ai, and then turned back.
The car was quiet for a while, and Wang Ai asked in a low voice: "How about I ask Zhang Xiuyun to come over and accompany you?"
“No, let me think about it myself.” Xu Qinglian breathed a sigh of relief: “Go back, don’t keep Uncle Fan and Brother Zhao waiting.”
Wang Ai got out of the car and called Lao Fan and Zhao Dan back. The car restarted. Halfway through, Wang Ai felt Xu Qinglian's body trembling, and his heart moved: "Lao Fan, go to Ya'er Hutong, Xicheng District."
Xu Qinglian calmed down and walked around to the door of her house and walked into the spacious yard. Wang Ai also said: "Don't tell my parents for the time being. I will tell myself tonight."
The two nodded in agreement and each stayed in the security room in the front yard. Wang Ai accompanied Xu Qinglian into the main courtyard and sat under the shade of a tree. Xu Qinglian was dumbfounded and didn't know what to think. Wang Ai took out a few bottles from the refrigerator in the bedroom.
When the drink came, he waited for her silently.
"Go back and let me think about it alone." Xu Qinglian shook her head when she saw Wang Ai: "I'm really fine, I just haven't figured it out or figured it out, so I can't get through it."
Wang Ai sighed and held Xu Qinglian's hand: "I told you, if you don't want to get married, we won't get married. We don't even plan to hold a wedding. It doesn't matter if you don't get the certificate. You don't need to be so entangled."
Xu Qinglian shook her head: "This is my problem, I can't escape it.",
Wang Ai exhaled and nodded. This is the problem of scholars. The more you know, the more entangled you become. Historians are better, philosophers are the worst. Although Xu Qinglian studied history, she spent a lot of time with Wang Ai.
Now, I have fallen into the habit of a philosopher: I can’t think through a problem thoroughly, I can’t eat well and I can’t sleep.
“Are you crazy?” Wang Ai asked tentatively.
“What do you think?” Xu Qinglian asked coldly.
“Then you won’t commit suicide, right?” Wang Ai asked again.
“What would you do if I wanted to commit suicide?” Xu Qinglian asked sarcastically.
"I will knock you out." Wang Ai said seriously: "Then after you wake up, I will take you to exercise first, make you thirsty and hungry, and then use delicious food, all the delicious food, it won't bother me
Hire a first-level chef to seduce you. Then when you’re full, I’ll take you to a hot bath or a bubble bath, and then I’ll shock you with the powerful physical strength I’ve trained for ten years and eight hours a day, making you lose your mind and fly into the sky..."
Xu Qinglian curled her lips: "Low level!"
Wang Ai shook his head: "You have to admit that for people like us, sometimes low-level things can help us get out of too high-level predicaments. In life, the lowest appetites and desires are biological instincts and origins. They are powerful and cannot be killed.
Motivation. When we are struggling with some metaphysical things, we should use some metaphysics to improve it. This is my understanding of studying philosophy for many years."
Xu Qinglian listened silently and looked at Wang Ai with a complicated expression: "You are still talking to me about academics at this time? Don't you know that women are unreasonable at this time? It is rare that I am unreasonable, can you not talk to me?
Reasonable?"
Wang Ai's face turned red for a moment, and then turned pale again: "I wanted to carry you into the room right away, but you didn't leave."
Xu Qinglian took two deep breaths and said seriously: "I promise, if you treat me so roughly, I will be very angry."
Wang Ai spread his hands: "That's right."
“It’s just a fart!” Xu Qinglian suddenly got angry and hit Wang Ai several times: “You are hopeless.”
“You can’t be saved!” Wang Ai fought back while running.
Seeing Xu Qinglian sitting down in a daze again, Wang Aicai carefully moved forward and put his arm around her unwilling shoulders: "Don't I have little experience? It's my first time getting married, and it's my first time seeing you like this? Come on, drink some water?"
“Don’t drink.”
“I’ll feed you mouth to mouth.”
"..." Xu Qinglian looked at Wang Ai faintly, then suddenly rushed over and bit Wang Ai's arm. It took a long time to relieve her anger: "Go back and tell Uncle Wang and Aunt Ai that I am sorry for them." Anti-collection, automatic loading failed, click to load manually, reading mode is not supported!
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Wang Ai had no other choice, so he stood up and walked to the courtyard gate and turned around and said, "I'll ask Tang Mudan and Liu Dingxiang to come over and accompany you, okay?"
Xu Qinglian didn’t say anything and just nodded silently.
She knew that no matter what, this was Wang Ai's bottom line.
