. Xie Wenxing always does things as he pleases without preparation, but Guan He is the complete opposite. Since high school, Guan He has been a person who is good at planning. Now that Guan He has plans to get married, Xie Wenxing knows that he will be dragged into the boat of thieves in the end.
He wrote his name at the end of the contract, and just after signing, he heard Guan He ask, "Did you bring your ID card?"
"Bring it."
"Go and get the certificate, the Civil Affairs Bureau is two kilometers away."
*
Until entering Guan He's house at night, Xie Wenxing still seemed to be sleepwalking. Guan He lives in a villa area in the city center. The courtyard attached to the villa is not big, but Xie Wenxing has seen it on the news. The price of the houses nearby is comparable to those huge garden villas on the outskirts of the city.
After entering the door, Xie Wenxing's hand went into his trouser pocket, and after touching the unique shell of hard paper products, he took it back like an electric shock.
marriage certificate.
He has a copy here, and Guan He has the same copy in his hand.
Before Xie Wenxing could continue to digest the facts, a call pulled his mind back.
"Mr. Guan is back?"
The visitor was a middle-aged woman with a smile on her chubby face, Xie Wenxing felt familiar for a moment. The other party was also looking at him, with the same doubts as Xie Wenxing in his eyes.
"Aunt Song," Guan He asked, "Is dinner ready?"
"It's all done, I made some spicy dishes according to your order. Is this your friend?"
"This is Xie." Guan He seemed to be thinking about how to introduce Xie Wenxing: "We just received our marriage certificate this afternoon."
Xie Wenxing now remembered where he had met Aunt Song. He had been to Guan He's house six or seven years ago. At that time, there was a maid in Guan He's family in her thirties, who also had slightly chubby cheeks and often smiled.
Apparently, Xie Wenxing's surname reminded Aunt Song of him, and the emotion on her face was fleeting. Even though she was surprised, she didn't mean to be too curious about the master's private affairs.
Guan He took Xie Wenxing to familiarize himself with the environment, and Aunt Song went to the kitchen. On weekdays, Guan He's taste is bland, and basically not very spicy, so it's no wonder he made such an uncharacteristic request today.
She still remembered Xie Wenxing.
Can you not have an impression? On New Year's Eve, Guan He answered a phone call and left the whole family to go out. It was still snowing heavily in the capital in those days. When Guan He came back, he was holding an umbrella, the dark green umbrella was covered with snow, the snow fell on Guan He's shoulder, but the other boy under the umbrella was clean.
Guan He said that it was his younger brother who brought him home. There was some unexpected accident at the younger brother's house, and he spent the Chinese New Year at their house. Mrs. Guan felt distressed when she sent the two children to take a bath. Aunt Song still remembers Mrs. Guan's rebuke.
She said that luckily Guan He brought home a boy, if it was a girl, his son might not want her as a mother in the future.
Coming out of the memory, Aunt Song was a little worried looking at the prepared dishes.
She made porridge for dinner, thinking about nourishing her stomach. But Guan He has brought people home, and has already received the red book. Shouldn't he make something nutritious... nourishing
*
After dinner, Xie Wenxing went to the auxiliary bedroom to start a live broadcast. Originally, he had booked a hotel for two nights, but Guan He said that he had already signed the contract, so he simply started living together from today. Xie Wenxing could only bring the luggage over.
In fact, he didn’t bring anything. The biggest thing was his computer. Neither the hotel nor Guan He’s house had a suitable camera. Xie Wenxing told the audience, “I’m not at home today, so I won’t turn on the camera.”
The barrage said that it was very sad not to be able to see God's hand, and the sexiest part of your body is the hand typing on the keyboard.
Xie Wenxing grinned in front of the computer with a cigarette in his mouth. Just as he was about to start queuing, someone knocked on the door outside. He stood up and went to the door.
The light in the corridor is warm, reflecting Guan He's face. This man's skin is unbelievably good. Guan He sent the things in his hand forward: "Auntie Song made the soup, she asked me to serve it for you before she left."
"Thank you," Xie Wenxing, who was suddenly loved by his elders, was a little surprised: "What kind of soup is this?"
"Stewed goose soup with wolfberry."
"Oh… "
"You're busy." Guan He turned and left after finishing speaking, Xie Wenxing returned to the computer desk with the still steaming porcelain bowl in his hand.
[Touch what did you do behind my back? ]
[Touch the gods for additional meals? I heard the word soup]
[A few handfuls of soup, if you don’t hurry up and line up, you’ll be a ghost]
"Someone brought soup just now." Xie Wenxing put down his cigarette: "I'm going to spit on me every time I drink soup?"
[Spray what to spray, your mother is dead, can the housekeeper seal these wild dogs? ]
[What kind of soup did Lao Mo drink? ]
"Stewed goose with wolfberries." Xie Wenxing stirred the spoon: "It's quite fragrant."
[Goji berries...]
[with goose…]
[Wouldn't it be a girl who brought the soup? I rely on hahaha this girl is very exciting]
[It’s terrible, wolfberry and goose warm the kidneys and help the yang, the girl hinted so clearly, Moshen is going to do her]
Xie Wenxing opened the ranking panel, and his live broadcast room has become the scene of a car accident. The old drivers from all walks of life explained the magical effects of wolfberry and goose, and they talked about a bowl of soup very blatantly. Even when Xie Wenxing took Carter for the first time and was hammered to death by Obama when he made a mistake in his position, the barrage laughed at his sister who cared about the soup, and his mind was full of coquettish manipulation.
"Don't fucking talk nonsense about you," Xie Wenxing's ears were a little hot, remembering that Guan He entered his live broadcast room a few days ago, if the other party came in at this time, it would be a big deal to see this: "Whoever stalks the room will control whoever."
After his voice fell, there was a system prompt:
Since the blue whale is the most expensive gift on the live broadcast platform, if the blue whale is given, the system will push it to the whole platform. Xie Wenxing also saw this news in his live broadcast room. He originally thought that Su Mu was a new local tyrant who bought gifts for Lu Yaoyao, but when he looked up, he saw the discussion on the barrage:
[The first sister abused the dog as soon as she announced her relationship today]
[It’s really awesome, the first sister and Su Mu have been running long distances for seven years, and I began to believe in love again]
[Just how useful love is, if Su Mu has no money, Lu Yaoyao will follow him? Sumac brush gift day out]
"Tell me," Xie Wenxing asked, "First sister has a boyfriend? Is this Su Mu?"
[It was announced on Weibo in the morning, did you see it? ]
[Look at the touch gods that we are still single dogs, when will we catch up with the sister we like? ]
Lu Yaoyao actually has a boyfriend. Also talked about love for seven years.
no wonder...
No wonder Guan He would ask him to marry, he had always wondered why Guan He didn't just marry Lu Yaoyao, he even hoped that Guan He would drink the third glass of wine because...
Xie Wenxing squeezed the mouse tightly.
Lu Yaoyao did not accept Guan He, Guan He chose to marry him only because of expediency. His thoughts were utterly self-indulgent.
After the broadcast, Xie Wenxing went to Weibo. He found Lu Yaoyao among his followers, and the one on the top was her announcement of her relationship. Except for Aite, who had an account named Su Mumu, who announced that this was his boyfriend, Lu Yaoyao also said The contract with Blue Whale has been renewed.
Lu Yaoyao has been broadcasting in Blue Whale for three years, and this year is the end of her contract. There were rumors that Blue Whale did not intend to continue to renew her contract, and Lu Yaoyao was also considering other platforms. Once this Weibo post was posted, the previous rumors that she switched to other platforms were self-defeating.
Xie Wenxing saw the last few lines of her Weibo:
After reading it, Xie Wenxing closed the page silently.
Lu Yaoyao said so, Guan He must have really given her a very good condition for renewing her contract. What about my side...
Forget it, it was good for him to be able to watch this person up close. Even if Guan He only used him as a shield and pretended to be someone else, so what the heck.
Xie Wenxing thought about it, and went downstairs with the empty porcelain bowl. Probably goose soup with goji berries did have some effect. When Xie Wenxing came out of the kitchen, his heart felt dry. When he touched a cigarette in his trouser pocket, he lit one.
Xie Wenxing went upstairs and met Guan He coming out, and the two met in the corridor. Xie Wenxing still didn't know how to face this person, he heard Guan He's voice while swallowing the clouds.
"Didn't you never smoke before?" No emotion could be heard.
He did not smoke before, once Guan He teased him with cigarettes, he told Guan He that smoking bad voice, after smoking he would not sing well.
"There are not many people who don't smoke in college, and I... I'm not a singer. If it breaks, it's broken. It doesn't matter."
After finishing speaking, he took a sneak peek at Guan He, holding on to the last sliver of hope to test: "Did Lu Yaoyao sign the contract on the day of the annual meeting? No wonder she was in a good mood that day..."
"You signed the agreement yourself, and you should know that the signing date is confidential."
"… Um."
Guan He's attitude was cold, and he couldn't even look in his eyes when he spoke. Xie Wenxing reluctantly agreed, but his heart kept sinking.
Guan He protected Lu Yaoyao like this, and he asked him something, which made Guan He unhappy.
"Then I'm going to bed, and you go to bed early too." After Xie Wenxing finished speaking, he lowered his head and walked around the other party. He didn't dare to look at Guan He's expression, fearing that there would be dissatisfaction besides indifference.
The cigarette in his hand was stuffed into his mouth in a hurry. After entering the room and closing the door, Xie Wenxing felt pain on his lips.
He actually held the cigarette upside down and burned his lips.
Really, very unpromising.
Unexpectedly, when he said yes, the person on the other side became quiet. After a while, Xie Wenxing heard Guan He say: "You are so casual."
Xie Wenxing raised his eyebrows, the atmosphere was tense for a moment, but fortunately Guan He changed the subject again: "Are you thinking about it for a week or signing now?"
"Sign now."
Xie Wenxing always does things as he pleases without preparation, but Guan He is the complete opposite. Since high school, Guan He has been a person who is good at planning. Now that Guan He has plans to get married, Xie Wenxing knows that he will be dragged into the boat of thieves in the end.
He wrote down his name at the end of the contract, and just after signing, he heard Guan He ask, "Did you bring your ID card?"
"Bring it."
"Go and get the certificate. The Civil Affairs Bureau is two kilometers away."
*
When he entered Guan He's house at night, Xie Wenxing still seemed to be sleepwalking. Guan He lives in a villa area in the city center. The courtyard attached to the villa is not big, but Xie Wenxing has seen on the news that the price of houses nearby is comparable to those huge garden villas on the outskirts of the city.
After entering the door, Xie Wenxing's hand went into his trouser pocket, and after touching the unique shell of hard paper products, he took it back like an electric shock.
marriage certificate.
He has a copy here, and Guan He has the same copy in his hand.
Before Xie Wenxing could continue to digest the facts, a call pulled his mind back.
"Mr. Guan is back?"