Jiang Jiusheng smiled, kissed the ring on her ring finger, and stroked her belly: "Baby, today mom is going to marry your dad."
Not vigorous, but usually warm.
In the morning, Aunt Chen made longan and lotus seed soup, and put red dates in it, saying that it means getting a baby early and a happy marriage for a hundred years. Mr. Xu and Xu Pingzheng dressed very formally early in the morning, and they sent Jiang Jiusheng out with red eyes. They looked like they were sending you off for thousands of miles, which made Jiang Jiusheng dumbfounded.
The old man glared at Shi Jin, didn't talk to him, and pulled Jiang Jiusheng to tell him not to spoil Shi Jin, to go home if he was wronged, and so on for more than ten minutes.
Xu Pingzheng said to Shi Jin: "Treat my Shengsheng well."
"I will." Shi Jin paused for a long time before shouting, "Dad."
Xu Pingzheng turned his back and wiped his tears.
Xu Qingbo teased, saying that it was just to get a certificate, is it necessary to make life and death? The old man scolded him for being an older single young man who knew nothing, and chased and beat him with a broom.
Xu Qingbo: "..."
Since his cousins and cousins all left the singles, he has become the hardest hit area. The old man took him every three days to review the inhuman treatment of single dogs.
On the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau, Shi Jin kept pursing his lips, did not speak, and sat upright.
Jiang Jiusheng laughed: "Are you nervous?" He poked his palm with his finger, "Hands are sweating."
Shi Jin licked his dry lips and swallowed: "Mmm, I'm very nervous."
She couldn't laugh or cry, she had never seen him fidgeting like this, lowered her head, and kissed the back of his hand: "When did you prepare the ring?"
Shi Jin lowered his shoulders, he was too nervous, and his posture for hugging her was a little stiff, resting his chin on her shoulder, and said, "The first time we didn't wear a condom."
Jiang Jiusheng rubbed the lines on the ring: "Where's yours?"
"I don't, I will tattoo it." He held her hand, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, "This ring has my name inside, and I will also tattoo your name on the ring finger."
It was agreed to get tattoos together, but in the end, he couldn't bear her pain.
"No more tattoos, let's wear a ring." She tilted her head to look at him.
Shi Jin shook his head: "Surgeons are not allowed to wear rings during operations." He was very insistent, and his tone was soft, as if coaxing her, "It's fine, you don't need to take it off."
Such a beautiful hand should be engraved with her name.
She couldn't bear it anymore: "It will hurt."
Shi Jin kissed her ring: "It doesn't hurt."
It's good to brand it, anyone who sees it will know that he belongs to her.
Shi Jin insisted on getting tattoos, Jiang Jiusheng didn't say anything more: "What time did you go to bed last night?" She tapped Shi Jin's eyes with her finger, "There are dark circles under my eyes."
He lowered his eyelids and didn't let go of her hand. His long eyelashes fell on her fingers, and he rubbed them on purpose, feeling soft.
"I didn't sleep last night, I was too happy to sleep." He asked her, "Are the dark circles heavy?"
"A little bit. The Civil Affairs Bureau will take pictures later. Let me cover it for you."
He said yes.
There was concealer in her bag, and he was curious, so he dipped some in his hands, sniffed it, and said with a smile that it smelled good.
Jiang Jiusheng patted him on the head: "Low down."
Shi Jin lowered his head and moved closer to her with a smile in his eyes.
"Close your eyes," she said.
He closed his eyes, his eyelashes fell down, they were long and soft, and he looked very good.
Jiang Jiusheng tapped a little concealer with his fingers, and it faded slightly under his eyes. The sun was warm, the trees on both sides of the road were receding, and the spots leaked from the gaps between the trees, got into the car window, and spread on his face. With his eyes closed like this, he was harmless, like a beautiful and delicate painting.
She couldn't help sliding her fingertips from his eyes to his cheeks, caressing gently: "It can be opened."
Shi Jin opened his eyes, grabbed her hand, pulled it forward, and lowered his head to kiss her lips. Originally, he just wanted to taste it, but he couldn't hold it back, and wrapped it with the tip of his tongue.
Jiang Jiusheng hid back, and he chased after him again. She pushed him: "The lip makeup will fade." She put on light makeup because she was going to take a photo later.
Shi Jin's voice was low, and the gentle wind blew into her ears: "I want to kiss you."
She smiled, and stretched out her hand to hook his neck: "I can only mend it."
Probably because today is a good day, there are a lot of people registering for marriage at the Civil Affairs Bureau. Before nine o'clock, people queuing up for registration have crowded the corridor.
Shi Jin took out the mask and put it on Jiang Jiusheng. He frowned and didn't go in. He took out his phone and dialed.
"do what?"
He said, "Go through the back door."
Jiang Jiusheng was funny, and took his phone away: "Don't bother, we'll line up."
Shi Jin glanced at the long queue: "I'm afraid you're tired."
She shook her head, lifted the mask up, and dragged him into the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Because Jiang Jiusheng is a public figure, Shi Jin originally wanted to make an appointment alone and take a special passage, but Mr. Xu didn't agree, the Xu family doesn't like to be special, so the old man thinks it's not something shameful, it's a big happy event that the whole world celebrates, why hide it? .
The old man sent a few people to follow to maintain order.
As soon as he walked in, someone recognized Jiang Jiusheng. The girl at the end of the line was very excited. Jiang Jiusheng made a gesture of silence, and the girl covered her mouth. When Jiang Jiusheng was far away, she grabbed her boyfriend. hat, ecstatic.
"It's Jiang Jiusheng!"
The girl's boyfriend rubbed her head: "I see."
"Doctor Shi is so handsome."
Her boyfriend snorted, displeased, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he messed up the girl's hair.
Because of the large number of people, there were a few staff members in the corridor who patiently asked if they had brought all the materials. If they had brought all the materials, they could take the form aside and fill it out.
Jiang Jiusheng and Shi Jin didn't prepare a two-inch bareheaded photo in advance, so an old man led them to take a photo first, and after a few minutes of queuing, they arrived. The person who took the photo was an old man in his sixties, who probably didn't know much about public figures. He didn't recognize Jiang Jiusheng, but said with a smile that this was the most beautiful couple he had ever photographed.
After taking the photo, the two went to the hall to get the registration form. Jiang Jiusheng lowered his head and was hidden in Shi Jin's arms.
The staff member was a woman, and she routinely asked, "Do you need a pre-marital checkup?"
Shi Jin said, "No need."
The woman is in her forties and is very kind: "Many newlyweds can do it now, so An Anxin is good." After all, there are not a few people who hide their medical history before marriage. Intend.
Shi Jin frowned slightly: "No need." After a pause, he said, "Thank you."
The woman didn't say anything more, and gave Shi Jin two marriage registration forms.
In the hall, there were several tables and chairs, and several couples were sitting there filling out forms, bowing their heads, and no one noticed Jiang Jiusheng, a public figure.
The old man who just led the way stood aside, and if there was something he didn't understand, he would smile and teach them to fill it in.
Shi Jin led her to sit down: "Is it cold?"
"Somewhat."
Jiang Jiusheng took the pen and was about to fill it in when he took it, held her hand and covered it for a while, then put it back into the pocket of his coat: "Don't take your hand out, Liang, I'll help you write."
She nods.
The old man on the side smiled and said, "It's best to write it yourself."
Shi Jin looked at the old man with a gentle and polite tone: "It's okay, I know all her information, I'll write it for her, and she will just sign it."
The old man smiled and rubbed his hands, put them into his sleeves and covered them, and said to Jiang Jiusheng kindly: "Your husband is so kind to you. Nowadays, many couples only know the basic information of their spouses when they go to register. Can't remember."
Jiang Jiusheng smiled.
Shi Jin helped her fill it out first, and then his own.
"Fill it out, just go over there and line up." The old man said, "Marriage is on the right, and divorce is on the left."
Shi Jin nodded: "Thank you."
The old man said cheerfully, "It's okay, it's okay, you're welcome." This young man is not bad, he looks like a dragon and phoenix, and he is polite.
There was a lot of people lined up at the registration place, and Shi Jin took Jiang Jiusheng to the line. Both of them were wearing masks and stood quietly. Most of the people around them were bow-headed people playing with their mobile phones. Some people recognized them and took pictures. Or they went up to ask for autographs. Jiang Jiusheng had a good temper and signed one by one with a smile.
"Can, can you sign it for me?"
It was the young girl who was at the end of the line just now. She looked at Jiang Jiusheng a little nervously, and her eyes drifted to Shi Jin from time to time, curious and energetic, with obvious joy and excitement.
Jiang Jiusheng said, "Yes."
The girl immediately handed over a piece of paper.
Behind her, the boy got annoyed and rubbed her head: "Yi Xiaofeng! This is our marriage registration form!"
The girl froze for a moment, then looked down and said, "Oh." She put away her own sheet, "Give me yours, and you can fill out another one."
"..."
The boy stared with anger, grabbed a handful of hair, stomped his feet, and gave it to her resignedly.
The girl happily handed her boyfriend's marriage registration form to Jiang Jiusheng.
After Jiang Jiusheng signed it, he returned it to her.
"Thank you." The girl laughed, with two dimples, "Master Sheng, Sister Sheng, I wish you happiness."
Jiang Jiusheng nodded: "I wish you happiness too."
She nodded her head like a catfish, holding the signed registration form with a smile, and was dragged away by her boyfriend.
The two went to get the form again and filled it out again. The boy complained while filling it out: "Marrying you will bring me eight lifetimes of misfortune."
The girl hummed: "Then don't tie it."
"Anyway, I have been ruined by you for eight lifetimes." The boy chuckled, pinching the girl's chubby face, "How can you let me trouble others again?"
The girl kicked over.
The boy jumped and avoided, and then came back with a smile: "Honey, help me fill it up."
The girl shook her head: "Who is your wife?"
"Just you and you."
"snort!"
The girl rolled her eyes, pinched the boy's arm twice, then took the registration form and helped him fill it out carefully.
The two were playing and laughing happily.
The people who came and went, some married and some divorced, couldn't help but take a second look. This probably looked like being married to love.
Of course, marriages are not stereotyped, and not all of them look like love.
"Zhao Yunlei, why didn't you tell me you were married?"
Like this pair.
The woman looked like she was in her thirties, and she was already in the queue. She held the registration form in her hand and didn't hand it over, looking at the man beside her with red eyes.
Probably because the woman's voice was loud, it attracted a lot of attention. The man felt ashamed, his face was very ugly, and his neck turned red: "It's not a big deal?"
"Isn't this a big deal?" The woman's eyes were blurred with tears, "You are hiding your marriage history."
The man spoke righteously: "You didn't ask."
"You're still arguing. Marriage history is such an important matter, shouldn't you confess it before dating?"
He got impatient and shook off the woman's hand: "I don't want to quarrel with you."
The woman was thrown so that her back hit the chair, staggered a few times, and stood up. Under the coat, her lower abdomen was swollen. She supported her stomach, tears all over her face: "Am I going to quarrel with you? If I knew you Once married, I wouldn't start with you at all."
The man snorted coldly: "Then don't tie the knot, you can live with the child by yourself."
"Aren't you relying on me to conceive your child?"
The man picked out his ears, pulled up the chair, and left.
"Zhao Yunlei!"
In front, throw the three words 'crazy woman'.
The woman hugged her stomach, squatted on the ground, and cried hysterically.
This is marriage, not only love and joy, but also cheating and crying.
Probably because she was pregnant with a child, Jiang Jiusheng couldn't help feeling a little sentimental. She walked over and handed the woman a handkerchief. The woman took it, said thank you, wiped away her tears, and left holding her belly.
Probably, the child is six or seven months old.
"Will we quarrel like this in the future?" Jiang Jiusheng asked Shi Jin.
"No." He hugged her tightly, "I won't let you cry like this in my life."
Well, she was lucky and met the right person.
Jiang Jiusheng smiled, and put his face in Shi Jin's arms.
The application forms were all filled out, and the queue was very fast. After 20 minutes, the small red booklet was handed out. At this time, a divorced couple came next door.
The first thing the woman said was: "You don't need to mediate with us."
The staff who handled the divorce seemed to want to say something else.
The man put the materials and two marriage certificates on the table: "Just leave, there is nothing more to say."
Life is full of vicissitudes, and marriage is not entirely sacred. After daily necessities, rice, oil and salt, it will return to mediocrity. If you survive it, it is a lifetime.
Shi Jin took Jiang Jiusheng and left, just after leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau: "Shengsheng, give me your marriage certificate."
With two small notebooks in her hand, she was puzzled: "I haven't taken any pictures yet."
"I'll take a picture for you." He took it over and put the marriage certificate into the pocket inside his coat, "The marriage certificate and household registration book, I will keep it in the future."
Jiang Jiusheng smiled: "Okay."
He was afraid that she would not get a divorce.
Shi Jin led her back to the car, and covered her lap with a blanket.
"Congratulations, Mrs. Shi."
Jiang Jiusheng smiled: "Congratulations, Doctor Shi."
He kissed her face, in a great mood, with a smile on his lips all the time.
Finally, she became his wife, and after going around for so many years, she lived up to her time and Qing.
At ten o'clock sharp, Jiang Jiusheng posted a Weibo, five words, and two photos attached, which were her marriage certificate and her wedding ring.
Jiang Jiusheng V: Hello, Doctor Shi. @时晋V
Only a moment apart.
Shi Jin V: Hello, Mrs. Shi. @jiangjiushengV
Shi Jin's account is a newly registered account, and he only posted this Weibo.
Within ten minutes, Jiang Jiusheng's studio and the entertainment company where he works all reposted Weibo, and friends in the circle sent blessings one after another. Jiang Jiusheng doesn't have many friends, but the cafes are big, and this wave of traffic is enough to sweep everyone Hot headlines.
Afterwards, it was the fans and netizens who flooded the entire Weibo.
My Great Qing is dead: "Sister-in-law Sheng holds a certificate to work, the whole world celebrates! @江九盛V@时陈V"
Come on, you are the fattest: "Are you old? I want to cry. If you two dare to divorce, I will never believe in love anymore."
The dream mentor is daydreaming: "This photo was taken, did you trick me into getting married? No, I have to crowdfund nine yuan."
I'm not in you sleep soundly today @甲梦梦师论坛is daydreaming: "It's also a wedding photo, why is there such a big difference."
Below is a wedding photo of the same style posted by netizens.
It's a concubine, 吴皇@Reply I'm not here Did you sleep soundly today: "Hahaha, upstairs, don't blame the cameraman and photo artist of the Civil Affairs Bureau, they really did their best."
Ergouzi bowed to you here: "My buddy next door cried like a fool, saying that he was broken in love, then wiped away his tears, and sent a Moments, saying that he wished him a goddess."
With a beauty spot all over her face: "Heart Surgery Department of Tianbei Hospital sent a congratulatory message."
The most beautiful girl in martial arts: "The neurology department of Tianbei Hospital sent a congratulatory message."
The nickname I just changed is broken today: "It will be great when Master Sheng's child wants to have my surname in the future!"
Praise me for giving you a one-night package, which makes you so excited: "I'll take a good seat first, and wait for Weibo to be paralyzed."
I am extinct, who am I afraid of: "Fuck, my hands are a little numb, and I finally squeezed in."
Click on my profile picture for a surprise: "Qin Group, are you bankrupt today?"
"..."
Half an hour later, the Qin Group's official Weibo posted a red envelope to celebrate the newlywed six, six hundred and sixty-six thousand and six hundred and sixty-six.
Afterwards, the official blog of sj's Electronics Group reposted Qin's official blog, and sent a wave of blessings to Jiang Jiusheng and Shi Jin.
sj's Group V: Happy wedding to the proprietress!
Similarly, 6,666,666 red envelopes were sent out.
The melon-eating crowd waiting for the Qin family to go bankrupt: "..."
Fuck!
These two are actually the same boss!
Fuck!
No, grab the red envelope first, and then fuck it!
The owner behind the sj's Electronics Group was announced. Qin's stock price, which had been falling continuously, suddenly skyrocketed on this day. Take a look at the capitalists' spending money like water, get married, the red envelopes are raining, what a luxury!
It was only five or six o'clock, and the sky began to get dark. In winter, the days are short and the nights are long. When the lights come on, the laser lights and DJ music in the bar start to make noise.
On the bar counter, an empty wine bottle was poured.
Yu Wenchong propped his chin up, shaking his wine glass, his eyes reflected the feasting and feasting.
"You, hello."
The girl who came forward to strike up a conversation was very young, conservatively dressed, like a good girl, one could tell at a glance that she was a newcomer and very immature.
Yuwen Chong raised his eyelids and said nothing lazily.
The girl was timid, beautiful, energetic and youthful, with two dimples in her smile, and asked cautiously: "Can you give me your WeChat?"
He put down his wine glass and looked into the girl's eyes: "Want to play with me?"
She shook her head quickly: "No, it's not!" Stuttering, looking very nervous, and pursing her bright red lips, she mustered up the courage to say, "I'm not kidding, I'm serious."
A young girl who has never tasted love, desperate, bold and reckless.
Yu Wen charged forward with a smile, drank the wine in the glass, put down the glass, and said: "I'm tired of playing, I don't want to play anymore." Ambilight reflected in his eyes, but he was drowsy, as if he was drunk, and said with a smile, " Not to mention the truth."
After speaking, he got up and walked away unsteadily.
The girl hesitated for a moment, then chased after her.
Yuwen rushed to support the wall, his eyes were drunk and blurred, like a flickering stage light, flickering on and off, he turned his head: "What are you following me for?"
The girl pursed her lips,
She didn't know what to do, but she didn't catch up, fearing that she would never meet again.
After a glance, I dare not move away, for fear that it will be hard to find in the world.
"Don't follow." He was half-drunk, with drunkenness in his eyes but also sober, he said to the young girl, "Don't come to this kind of place in the future."
He tugged on his tie and stepped away,
The girl stopped at the same place, lost in her mind, for some reason, just looking at his eyes would make people want to cry.
The wind outside was very strong, and the smell of alcohol was blowing, so I woke up a lot, the phone rang, it was Xie Dang, he lit a cigarette, and leaned against the street lamp to answer the phone.
"where?"
Yuwen Chong took a puff and blew out the smoke ring: "I just had a drink."
Xie Dang said, "Come to the hospital."
He shook the soot: "What are you doing?"
"There's something for you to try."
"What?"
Xie Dang paused for a few seconds: "Pig brain."
Yuwen charged and cursed with a smile.
Xie Dang lost his princess temper over there: "Damn it, if it's a brother, come over and eat with me."
"Oh." He lazily took a puff of cigarette forcefully, his voice was hoarse, "It's not brother, we just broke up."
Xie Dang roared over there.
He said viciously, "If I ignore you, you'll be a dog."
Yuwen Chongchong asked casually, "What's the taste of a pig's brain?"
Xie Dang replied in seconds: "It's stewed."
"Thank you dog, you can eat by yourself."
"..."
Fuck!
Xie Dang is about to scold someone.
Yuwen Chong cut off the phone directly, squatted under the street lamp, and smoked one puff at a time. The wind was too strong, the smoke burned fast, and burned his hands. He stubbed out the cigarette butt, got up and threw it into the trash can, and drove to the nursing home.
The convertible sports car, the winter wind, blows people's eyes red.
The nurse at the nursing home said that Ms. Tang had an attack again, she was crazy, she was sitting on the ground talking to herself, she was very thin and her hair was white.
He walked over, and Ms. Tang looked up at him, suddenly pleasantly surprised.
"Tan Sheng, you're here."
Yuwen Chong didn't speak.
Ms. Tang got up from the ground and took his hand: "Wait for me, I'll go and comb your hair."
She trotted to the bathroom, humming the little song that was popular decades ago, and combing her hair in front of the mirror. Ms. Tang's illness has not improved. When she was sick, she didn't know anyone, but always thought he was his father.
Every time he came, she was very happy and asked the nurse to wear a new cheongsam for her.
After staying with Ms. Tang for a while, he was about to leave. Ms. Tang sent him off with red eyes, and told him to go home early, saying that she would wait for him here.
Yuwen rushed outside the ward and ran into his father, who had never met him in a nursing home before, and didn't know if it was his first visit.
The father and son had nothing to say.
Yuwen Chongchong said casually: "Let's see her more in the future."
Yuwen Qinsheng was silent for a long time, and said 'hmm'.
He turns away.
Yuwen Qinsheng suddenly said: "Is it okay?"
He turned around: "What?"
Yuwen Qinsheng read a name.
Yuwen Chong charged and laughed: "How do you know?"
What's going on, I've been so careful about hiding it, why in the end, it seems that everyone knows what's going on with him.
Yuwen Tansheng looked at him behind his back, his face was still young, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes, and he said, "I saw your tattoo."
Last month, Yu Wen charged to get a tattoo and tattooed his name on his chest.
He raised his head, faced the light, looked at his father, and said, "Not good."
Why don't you ask him
Not good, not good at all.
His beloved girl is married, and he has been like this all his life, talking and laughing happily, and never talking about feelings again.
"I'm not going to get married in the future, you have a bottom line in your heart, if you're afraid that I will cut off your incense, you should find another one as soon as possible." He said this in a calm tone, as if he had imagined it countless times.
Yuwen Tansheng laughed at him: "I like her that much?"
"Yeah." He nodded, with blurred tears in his eyes, "Dad, I like her so much that I want to spend my whole life on her."
Yuwen Tansheng said: "I know."
"gone."
Yuwen Chong waved his hand, turned around, lowered his eyes, under the lamp, his back was depressed, and hot tears fell on the ground.
It was the only time, without secretiveness, that he told his father how much he loved that girl, and would die without repentance.