The staff could tell that the young man in front of him was getting married for the first time, so he said patiently, "Please sit down."
There are two seats in front of the consultation window.
Wen Qiuxing was still immersed in the horrible spell twice a week and couldn't extricate himself.
"How is it?" Feng Ting walked in after him, obviously he knew that Wen Qiu woke up to find fault.
"It's not good." Wen Qiuxing came back to his senses, and sat down on the chair next to him.
Feng Ting, who didn't care about this, was unusually calm, and he sat beside Wen Qiuxing indifferently.
As expected of a native-born citizen of the Empire, it seems to be commonplace for the assigned objects.
But it was too calm, Wen Qiuxing, the alien, couldn't help but look sideways, and couldn't help guessing whether the other party was straight or not
Can you bear this
After a while, they heard the staff say: "The marriage procedures have been completed. You two can check your personal information on the personal terminal. There is a marriage certificate number on it. You will need to use it for marriage-related benefits, procedures, etc. in the future." This number, and the inboxes of both of you have the wedding brochure sent by our office, one of which is very important... "
The staff looked at them: "Our country's requirements for official spouses, Article 7, couples must fulfill valid conjugal obligations, twice a week, until one party conceives. As for what is valid? Please refer to the newlywed handbook for details. "
There is another thing he needs to remind: "According to our country's regulations, in addition to obligations, the empire will reward corresponding credit points for every additional effective married life."
Wen Qiuxing: ...
Is your country's financial resources really so strong that you can't afford to have enough to eat and have to worry about how many times you have sex a week
"What will happen if you don't do it?" The person who asked this question was Feng Ting.
"Are you saying that you have not fulfilled your husband and wife obligations?" The staff member said simply and rudely: "Unless you have sexual dysfunction or proof of illness, you will be treated as illegal, ranging from being blacklisted to the credit list, to being exiled from affiliated stars. Join the land reclamation army and serve the empire."
Wen Qiu woke up and said, there is no difference between these two punishments, they are both very serious, okay
You know, getting into the credit blacklist is tantamount to being blacked out by shops in the entire empire.
What's the point of living like this
As for the exile of the affiliated star to open up wasteland, that's even more nonsense.
Faced with these two threats, most people will obediently choose to have sex twice a week, right
Although he knew early on that the civilization of this country was empty, Wen Qiuxing was still troubled by the fact that he really became the person involved in the pain, with a stinky face all the time.
On the other hand, the man sitting next to him had no expression on his face and his reaction was flat.
Oh, that's right, anyway, it's not him who is the one below, Wen Qiuxing thought extremely depressed.
He seemed to have guessed a little bit about what an effective conjugal obligation is.
Made the mood worse.
Feng Ting nodded to the staff sternly: "I see, thank you."
"Well, please leave, I wish you happiness." Wen Qiuxing was still digesting the news of the thunderbolt on his chair, and the staff made a gesture of invitation, telling them to leave quickly.
It won't be over like this, will it
Wen Qiuxing leaned against the window and said, "Are there any substantive benefits for getting married? For example, job introductions or something?"
The staff shook their heads: "No."
He glanced at Wen Qiuxing: "However, if you get pregnant as soon as possible, there will be a pregnancy allowance."
Wen Qiuxing: Wo Ri...
goodbye!
The young man stormed out of the office with a green face, and then he remembered that the object assigned to him by the state was still inside, so he stopped his dissatisfied footsteps.
Although I am extremely dissatisfied with this marriage, how could I be satisfied!
But to be reasonable, it is the idiot decision-maker who should be responsible for his emotions, not the victim like him.
"Then what, what's your name?" Wen Qiuxing walked back to Feng Ting.
"My name is Will." Feng Ting said the name on his fake identity.
"It's really foreign." Wen Qiuxing praised with a smirk.
"What about you?" Feng Ting asked.
"Wen Qiuxing." Wen Qiuxing said, "You are too eye-catching, let's go outside and talk about it."
He turned around and took the lead, and walked out with all his energy.
Feng Ting was once again taken aback by the unusual liveliness and pyrotechnics on him.
This young man seemed to be different from everyone he had ever seen.
If the other party wasn't so poor that he couldn't even pay the single tax, he had reason to suspect that this person was an immigrant from another planet.
Most likely it is the second main star known as freedom.
But is it possible
It has only been heard that the citizens of the first main star immigrate to the second main star, and very few citizens of other main stars choose to immigrate to the first main star with a strict system.
This is related to the tyranny of those in power, and Feng Ting knows this better than anyone else.
Without paying attention, he fell into the vortex of thoughts again.
Feng Ting regained his composure, and followed his first marriage partner with enviable long legs.
Wen Qiuxing turned around and asked him: "Does your family live nearby?" "No, I don't have a place to live yet." Meeting Wen Qiuxing's suspicious gaze, Feng Ting explained in a calm tone: "I just happened to come to this area."
It didn't say where he was from.
"Then do you have money?" Wen Qiuxing looked him up and down, pursed his lips, and said another way: "I mean credit."
"Yes." Feng Ting said.
"That's good." At least he doesn't need to help: "Let's go." Wen Qiuxing scratched his hair and said without any embarrassment: "Lend me a few credits first, and give me a haircut."
He had had enough of this hairstyle.
Feng Ting raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.
In Wen Qiuxing's eyes, he was unexpectedly honest and honest, just like most citizens on this planet, he had a kind of rules visible to the naked eye.
To put it bluntly, it is rigid.
Although the quality of the people and the social order are very good, it always feels too oppressive and not lively at all.
Wen Qiuxing opened a door to see a fashionable hair salon that looked good, and spent an hour in it to get a satisfactory haircut.
During this period, his freshly baked partner, a group of them sat on the sofa and waited.
Judging from the reflection in the mirror, the other party was not impatient at all.
It can only be said that the people on this planet have been boiled in warm water for too long, and they have no personality and ideas of their own at all.
So even if you have a good-looking skin and don't have an interesting soul, no matter how good-looking you are, you are only mediocre.
Wen Qiuxing looked at his freshly cut cool hair, and couldn't help feeling confident.
What crushing, stop kidding.
"Where are we going now?" After leaving the barber shop, Feng Ting got closer to Wen Qiuxing this time, and the two of them were only an arm's length away.
"I want to go to lunch." But still have to borrow the other party's credit, Wen Qiuxing has no money.
"Then go in and eat." Feng Ting saw the embarrassment of the other party, stopped in front of a restaurant and said.
"..." The hungry young man walked in with pursed lips.
"I will pay you back some credit." Wen Qiuxing promised while sitting at the dining table.
Feng Ting was noncommittal, but just took a sip of the water brought by the waiter.
"..." Wen Qiuxing, who didn't have that much self-esteem, looked down at the menu seriously.
He didn't know that Feng Ting was very interested in the fact that he cut his hair short, as if he had changed his face.
Based on Feng Ting's sensitivity and experience, it is not difficult to guess Wen Qiuxing's intention to cover his face with his hair before.
Young third-gender people living in civilian areas do have certain risks.
Feng Ting thought that the other party immediately took off the disguise after getting married, because he believed that with the support of his partner, he would no longer be afraid of prying eyes from the outside world.
There is nothing wrong with thinking so.
If Feng Ting was an ordinary person, he thought, he would take the responsibility he should.
But it's a pity, let alone protecting the other party now, it is simply difficult for him to protect himself.
"..." This made Feng Ting's breath heavy.
Even the nervous Wen Qiuxing noticed something was wrong with Feng Ting: "What's wrong? What's the problem?"
Feng Ting raised his eyes: "No, there is no problem."
But Wen Qiuxing felt that there was a big problem between them: "What do you think about the couple's obligations?"
"You mean I should decide?" Feng Ting asked back.
If so, of course he chooses to fulfill it.
"..." Wen Qiuxing choked heavily, but it was hard to say otherwise.
Feng Ting naturally sensed his reluctance, so he said in a persuasive tone, with some hesitation: "You are still young, so there is no need to break the law."
Although Wen Qiuxing was very upset, he also felt that he would be able to live a wonderful life when he has money in a year.
So I kept silent and didn't say anything more
After he was full, he said reluctantly: "Then do you want to live in my house? It should be used to offset your credit for inviting me to dinner."
After all, he didn't know when he would be able to make money.
Eating is an imminent thing. If you can't even eat enough, what will you do to make money.
Feng Ting hesitated briefly, not because he couldn't trust Wen Qiuxing, on the contrary, he was thinking about the other party's safety.
"Don't want to live? Then pull it down." Wen Qiuxing didn't force it, he didn't want to live with someone who oppressed him every day.
"I'll take you home." Feng Ting didn't answer directly, but the rejection was obvious.
"That's up to you." Wen Qiuxing was also very straightforward, so he just took him to the door, anyway, this guy will come to the door at least twice a week in the future.
So he took Feng Ting back to his home, a very remote alley, with a stinky face like this.
However, there are many people living there, all kinds of people, and Feng Ting can see the eyes they cast, whether curious or greedy, and can't help frowning: "I don't think it's safe for you to live here."
Wen Qiuxing rolled his eyes: Do you need to say that
If not, the original owner would not have deliberately hidden his face.
But what can he do, penniless, a place to live is already very good.
Damn, speaking of housing, this month's rent hasn't been paid yet.
Wen Qiuxing was lying in his heart, when he saw a fat body standing in front of his house, it was the landlady with a full face.
"..."
After a series of embarrassment and arguing, Wen Qiuxing opened the door listlessly in front of Feng Ting with all face on his face, and invited him in.
Feng Ting saw that it was a very small house, the total area was smaller than the bathroom in his dormitory, but it was well-equipped with internal organs, and it was tidied up fairly cleanly.
"This is my home." Wen Qiuxing stood in the middle of the room, shrugged and said, "From now on, you will come over twice a week..."
In embarrassment, he saw... the man he brought back was checking the doors and windows of his house and the environment outside the windows.
"It's not safe for you to live here." Feng Ting said, "I think I should stay."
"..." Wen Qiuxing shrugged again: "It's up to you."
This elder brother just paid a month's rent for him.
"There is something I have to tell you." Feng Ting sat on the only bed that looked solid in the house: "I will leave here in a month and a half."
Wen Qiuxing was about to say that you are free, but suddenly understood that the other party didn't mean to leave his rental house, so he frowned, looked at Feng Ting with folded arms and said, "What do you mean? Going away?"
"Yes, if there is no accident, I will not be by your side for ten months, or even longer." Feng Ting said with deep blue eyes, "I'm sorry."
"What are you kidding?" Wen Qiuxing exploded in anger, and shouted, "That's your business, but you can't make me go into exile!"
Feng Ting said: "I'm sorry."
But besides this sentence, he didn't know what else to say.
"I'm sorry, what's the point?" Wen Qiuxing stared at him: "Please tell me clearly, why can't you see me? Where are you going?"
Although he was really upset, but in order not to be exiled, Wen Qiuxing felt that it would be okay to go with the other party.
"Sorry, I'm sorry I can't say it." Feng Ting looked at him apologetically: "Please believe me, I have no malice towards you."
Wen Qiuxing was so angry: "Damn it!" He was about to be exiled. If there is no malice, then what is malice
"I don't care!" He said angrily, "That's your business, you can't cause me to be exiled!"
Not seeing each other for ten months in a year, this is properly the level of exile to open up wasteland.
Wen Qiuxing's body is only 21 years old, he still has a good life and hasn't enjoyed it yet, so how could he not be angry.
"Will!" He called Feng Ting's fake name: "You should tell me!"
"Yes." Feng Ting lowered his eyes: "You can solve the problem by getting pregnant."
And once and for all.
However, this option will not be much better than being exiled to open up wasteland.
No one can afford the consequences in case of being discovered.
Feng Ting looked at the stunned young man: "Perhaps you endure a year in the affiliated star, and I will find a way to rescue you in the second year."
He sincerely suggests.
"Fart!" Wen Qiuxing yelled angrily, "You think I'm a fool, do you think that place can come and go whenever you want?"
He has already understood that the exiles will all become local colonists, and they can only live in the barren satellite star in the future.
Although it is not very bitter, who doesn't want to live in a colorful world
This is the difference between the first-tier cities and the fifty-eighth cities, okay
"Think about it." Feng Ting's attitude remained the same.
It was Wen Qiuxing who hated it very much because he didn't like oil and salt, he had no popularity, and the feeling of communicating with the people on Earth was simply too far away!
"Damn!" Wen Qiuxing kicked the chair next to him, then crossed his arms and walked to the corner, leaning his forehead against the wall, thinking in a mess.
About five minutes later, he walked up to Feng Ting again: "Are you sure you can get me back from the affiliated star?"
Feng Ting shook his head: "There's only a 50% chance." Maybe next year, he won't have the chance to wake up again.
"Fuck, what are you talking about!" Wen Qiuxing wished he could kick this old man's heart to death.
"You have to know that no matter which choice you choose, it is not 100% successful." Feng Ting kindly reminded, but after being sharply stared at, he chose to remain silent.
Wen Qiuxing withdrew his ruthless gaze, and searched the Internet for information about exile and land reclamation.
The search keywords are shocking.
Disease, hardship, aggression, etc.
"..." Wen Qiuxing closed the webpage, sat on the chair and sulked.
Feng Ting didn't bother the other party, and he didn't plan to give any more suggestions.
From his current standpoint, he is the person least qualified to influence the opponent's choice.
No matter what choice Wen Qiuxing made, all Feng Ting could do was cooperate.
And his own will was originally abandoned by the master personality, a part of the thought that should not exist.
The tyrannical king hates the kindness, justice, mercy, and feelings that exist in him, all of which can control his emotions.
As early as many years ago, the king deliberately separated this part and kept it in his heart.
However, in recent years, whenever the king's body is weak or emotionally unstable, the imprisoned personality will struggle to wake up.
And every autumn is the season when the king's consciousness is weakest, and Feng Ting can barely wake up for more than two months.
What did he do during this time? Where did you go? The king is unknown.
Of course, as the king of an empire, the other party did not dare to let others know his weaknesses.
This is why Feng Ting was able to leave the royal city freely.
It's just that Feng Ting knew that the other party would not tolerate him for too long.
The tyrant who has given up all tenderness cannot bear anything out of his control.
Including himself.
Wen Qiuxing thought about it, but he still didn't want to be exiled to suffer.
In a place where the order is unstable, there are too many uncontrollable dangers.
As a person who grew up in a civilized society, the first star city could barely meet his requirements for the environment.
"Success." Wen Qiuxing stood up and took off the T-shirt: "Get pregnant, then do whatever you want."
Feng Ting looked up, and saw a fair and well-proportioned young body in front of his eyes.