Zijun has a problem. She likes to sleep when encountering unsolvable things. According to psychology, this is a subconscious avoidance behavior. When she first found out that she was pregnant with Feng Yi, she slept for a full day and night, and then woke up to face the problem. Yes, and the current situation is much worse than when she knew she was pregnant with Feng Yi.
She miscalculated that the relationship between herself and her son was impulsive that day, but she had thought about it before. She felt that she should tell Chu Yanshen for Feng Yi's sake, but she was stupid because she chose such an opportunity. Maybe it will be better in the future, and she doesn't want to be separated from her son.
At the beginning, she thought it was too simple, she thought that she could give her son to Chu Yanshen for Feng Yi, but now she didn't want to, she couldn't bear it, when she thought of being separated from her son, she felt that the world was gray, at this moment Only then did she know that her son was everything to her, and she didn't want to be separated from her son for the sake of an illusory high starting point. Even if they only had enough food and clothing for three meals, their mother and son should stay together, but would Chu Yanshen agree
Zijun woke up in the middle of the night and was pushed by Feng Yi. Feng Yiben didn't want to wake her up, but seeing her sleeping so drowsily, he was inexplicably afraid. He tried to push her several times, but to no avail. Take action until Chu Yanshen calls.
Feng Yicai decided to let his old mother pick it up. He felt that the conversation with Uncle Chu today had already expressed his point of view quite clearly. Feng Yi didn't want to choose, but if Uncle Chu forced him to choose, he would only choose Junjun. , and with Uncle Chu's cleverness, if he wants his son, he should know how to do it. He doesn't want to coerce, he just wants a complete family, with father, mother, and his home.
This is something he has been looking forward to since he understood the meaning of the word father. Now that he finally has the chance, why should he separate? He likes Uncle Chu, Junjun more, and Uncle Chu also likes Junjun. They are a family. Isn't it.
Zijun woke her son up, rubbed her eyes, hugged her son and kissed her habitually: "My Feng Yi is back, have you eaten yet?"
Feng Yi obediently asked his mother to kiss him for a while, and then said: "It's three o'clock in the morning." Then he handed her the phone: "Uncle Chu's phone number."
Zijun woke up immediately, stared at the phone for a while, took it slowly, glanced at Feng Yi, realized that there are some things that it is best not to let his son know, and patted his head: "We still have to film tomorrow, Go to sleep." Quickly jumped out of bed, went to the small balcony before picking up: "What, what's the matter?"|
Zijun felt that she was so weak, she panicked when she answered the phone, she looked up at the sky, the starless and moonless night sky was a bit gray, just like her life.
"Feng Zijun, I'll give you a chance. Now, come down immediately with your ID card. I will consider not separating your mother and child."
Feng Zi and Feng Zijun hurriedly lowered his head, Chu Yanshen's car was parked under the streetlight outside the small garden, and he was standing outside the car with his back against the car door, some flames were extinguished between his fingers.
Feng Zijun held the phone in a daze, not understanding what he meant for a moment, Chu Yanshen raised his head and glanced at the woman on the balcony: "I'll give you five minutes, don't wait when it's over, now the timer starts, and ten seconds have passed." "You, you Wait, I'll go down right away, by the way, ID card, ID card, right!"
Although I don't know what to ask for an ID card in the middle of the night, as long as Chu Yanshen doesn't rob her son, she is willing to let her kneel down and kiss his feet right now.
When Feng Zijun ran out, Chu Yan frowned deeply and looked at her: "Feng Zijun, you don't even change your clothes?"
Zijun couldn't help but said: "There is no time to change clothes in five minutes, what you wear is not the same."
Chu Yanshen looked at her for a while, don't start with disgust, he began to wonder if his decision was too hasty, did he really want to marry this sloppy woman, she used to be passable, no matter the quality of the clothes, the brand , the style, at least tidy, such a fat T-shirt and leggings are fine, but a pair of flip flops are stepped on under the feet, and, just got up from the bed, the hair that has not been combed in time is as fluffy as a grass, even if it is messy Cao Xia's small face was fairly fair, but it still made Chu Yan feel disgusted.
Chu Yanshen is notoriously picky, but his attitude and gaze towards Feng Zijun before and now has undergone a qualitative change. He used to be a woman who wanted to have sex with her, but now, he must spend the rest of his life with this woman, even if he is not married. In his plan, once he chooses to get married, he will never get divorced in his life.
That is to say, in his life, there is no second choice anymore, so now he sees Zijun as a woman who will be with him for the rest of his life, and the habit of being demanding and picky naturally emerges.
Feng Zijun is not stupid either, she can still understand his obviously disgusting gaze, but Zijun decided to pretend not to understand, just dislike if he dislikes it, and he will not lose a piece of meat, she can bear anything for the sake of her son, but, he What exactly do you want yourself to do.
Zijun suddenly thought, this man will not want to play tricks on himself, if he asks himself to kill someone, he will do it himself: "Well, what do you want me to do?"
Chu Yanshen turned his head and glanced at her, then turned away, and reached out to open the co-pilot's door: "Get in the car."
Feng Zijun was a little hesitant, and Chu Yan looked at her coldly: "Why, don't you want to?"
Feng Zijun hurriedly sat in, thinking that even if he threw himself into the wilderness again, as long as he didn't compete with him for his son, it would be worth it.
Chu Yanshen sat up and glanced at her: "Seat belt." Zijun buckled it obediently, and Chu Yanshen stretched out his hand: "ID card." Feng Zijun hurriedly handed over the ID card.
Chu Yanshen turned on the lights of the carriage and took a look. The ID photo can be so beautiful, it can only be said that the background is good, and Yanshen's picky psychology is a little more balanced. I have to admit that even if he is dressed so sloppily, there is still an ugly ugly face on the bridge of his nose. With some black-rimmed glasses, this woman is still not ugly.
Yanshen has seen many women who are completely different before and after makeup, which can be described as horror, at least Zijun looks the same, completely original.
Zijun stared at him tremblingly. She had experienced this man's moodiness. The trouble is, she still couldn't understand why he was happy and why he was angry, so she couldn't deal with it. She felt that she was powerless, and it was fine that she had no handle before, but now that she had Feng Yi, she didn't dare to offend him at all.
Watching helplessly as he took out his wallet, put his ID card in it, started the car, and drove out of the complex, Feng Zijun guessed what he wanted his ID card for, but he couldn't figure it out when he got a headache, so he simply didn't want to. It will be straight at the end of the bridge, and you can drip it as you like.
As soon as my heart relaxed, I felt a little sleepy. I covered my mouth and yawned. I took a deep look at Chu Yan, and looked out of the window. The beauty of silence, the flickering lights and shadows of street lights, like a dynamic ink painting.
She looked at her for a while, and finally couldn't hold back and closed her eyes. Chu Yanshen slowed down and stopped slowly on the side of the road. He leaned over and lowered the seat. After looking at her for a long time, he suddenly thought that after many years, he and What would she look like when she was gray-haired? He never thought about these things before.
He believes that people should live in the present, and the future is nothing and changeable. Until then, you will never know what you will be like. Thinking about these things is a waste of time, it is better to do the present well.
Qin Fei said that he is realistic, that his personality lacks romance, and although romance is not a necessity in life, it will outline the brightest colors in life, for example, love, does he love Feng Zijun? To be honest, he didn't know, but so far, she was the only woman who made him think of marriage. Although children accounted for a large part of the reason, she couldn't deny that she was the only woman who thought of marrying him.
He took his coat from the back seat, covered her, adjusted her head slightly, and drove the car to the square in front. The music fountain had stopped, and the big screen in front of him was playing the song of the diamond ring. advertise.
He looked at it for a while, took his mobile phone and sent a text message to Zhao Dong, turned his head to look at the sleeping woman, sighed, and suddenly envied her for being able to sleep when she wanted to sleep so carelessly, for her, he had already I haven't slept much for two days.
Yanshen rubbed his temples, thinking that it was still early, so he should close his eyes for a while, and then open them again, it was already half past six, he turned his head and found that Zijun had woken up.
Feng Zijun woke up from hunger. When she woke up, she looked at the big clock outside the car window. It was exactly six o'clock. She remembered that she had eaten half a steamed bun, a bowl of porridge, and an egg for breakfast yesterday. She hadn't eaten anything until now, so It's not surprising to wake up hungry.
The strange thing is that this man took her out for the purpose of sleeping in the car, how could it be possible, Zijun touched the coat on her body, she was a little frightened, she thought this, the man would like to freeze to death now, The behavior of covering himself with a coat is really not something he can do.
Zijun stared blankly at the coat for a long time before she regained some sense of reality. She glanced at him, but she didn't have the guts to wake him up, so she could only wait.
In this short half hour, Zijun has been entangled. On the one hand, he hoped that he would not wake up, because he didn't know what he was going to do with himself, but on the other hand, he hoped that he would wake up quickly, after all, he was already hungry. limit.
She has been staring at the uncle who sells sesame seed loin not far from the car window for a long time, and has wanted to go out and buy a set countless times to satisfy her hunger, but unfortunately she has no money, no penny, and she regrets it. When she first got her ID card, Just take out your wallet by the way.
She even began to wonder if this man just wanted to torture herself, and for herself, hunger is the cruelest torture, Yan Shen took a look at her: "When did you wake up?"
"That, that, I just woke up..." Zijun couldn't help asking, "Where are we going?"
Yanshen didn't answer her, started the car and backed it out, Zijun could only watch helplessly as Uncle Biscuit Rib passed by, getting farther and farther until he couldn't see him.
When Zijun was about to despair, the car stopped in front of an unusually high-end hotel in the city. Chu Yanshen got out of the car, went around and opened the door: "Why, I'm not willing to get down, aren't I hungry?"
Zijun's eyes lit up, and she jumped out of the car in a hurry. The handsome guy who parked the car took Chu Yanshen's car keys and drove away. Chu Yanshen took two steps and looked back at her impatiently.
Zijun didn't want to leave, she looked down at her attire, and felt that this man didn't want to starve her to death, but wanted to humiliate her. She was probably the only one in such a high-end hotel wearing a big T-shirt and flip-flops, and she was very suspicious , Will those two handsome guys in bright uniforms by the door let her in.
However, seeing Chu Yanshen's gaze, Zijun suddenly thought about it. Anyway, he was not ashamed alone. If he hadn't followed him, he would never have come to such a place. Moreover, it is better to be ashamed than starve to death. If you have a thick skin, you can't pass anything.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and walked over with his flip flops.
The restaurants of high-end hotels naturally have different reactions. Needless to say, the environment and food are absolutely mouth-watering. Even a bowl of chicken noodle soup can surprise people.
Chu Yanshen asked for chicken noodle soup. He didn't ask Zijun what he wanted to eat. He sat down and asked for chicken noodle soup. Although Zijun felt that this man was a bit domineering, it was better than nothing, especially when he dressed himself In this way, eating chicken shredded noodles in such a high-end place is quite a strange experience. When I go back and tell Shanshan, the girl will definitely not believe it.
After eating two bowls of chicken shredded noodles, Zijun finally recovered. She put down her chopsticks and raised her head to find that the man opposite had already finished eating. He was looking at her with a look of disgust or patience, and then stood up. : "It's over, let's go."
Five minutes later, when Zijun got back into the car and began to wonder what he wanted to do, Chu Yanshen suddenly asked, "Do you like cheongsam?"
"Ah..." What do you mean, Zijun blinked her eyes, thinking that she had heard it wrong, even if she was chatting, the coolest ice man who cherishes words like gold, and the topic with her, it is impossible to talk about the cheongsam.
However, she really likes cheongsams. She doesn't pay much attention to clothes, but she has an inexplicable preference for cheongsams because her grandma likes to wear them.
Her grandma is a lady of every family. Even though she lived a difficult life later, she could still live a delicate and artistic life. Grandma likes to wear cheongsam, and she cannot do without it in spring, summer, autumn and winter. When I was a child, I often saw my grandma wearing a cheongsam sitting by the fire. They all feel that, like a painting left over from a long time ago, there is a kind of quiet beauty of time.
Later, when grandma left, she became more attached to the cheongsam. She opened her mouth and murmured, "I like it."
Zijun didn't expect her to like her. An hour later, she was wearing a cheongsam. The cheongsam was a light pink color and fit very well. Wearing a rather retro bun, the hairpin inserted in the bun was sent by Zhao Dong.
The hairpin is very old but quite delicate. The head of the hairpin is a blooming orchid, which matches the cheongsam she is wearing very well. Feng Zijun looked at Chu Yanshen in some confusion. What did he want to do? What does it mean to eat well and wear well? It’s not worth a lot of money. Besides, the most important thing Chu Yanshen lacks is money.
Zhao Dong handed the things in his hands to the big boss. Although he rushed to get things from the boss early in the morning, he was relieved. The boss wants to register for marriage. It's easy, but it's surprising that the boss can make a decision so quickly. It seems that Feng Damei's charm is indeed unstoppable.
It wasn't until the car stopped at the Civil Affairs Bureau that Feng Zijun came up with an absurd idea in a flash, this man didn't want to get married, Zijun was really scared, but she still had a little extravagant hope: "Well, come here, come here do what?"
Chu Yan looked at her deeply, and said bluntly: "My son must be with me. If you don't want to be separated from your son, there is only one way. If you don't want to, I won't force you. You can think about it yourself."
Zijun watched him for a long time, and finally realized that this was not a dream, Chu Yanshen really wanted to do this, she didn't want to get a certificate from her for her son, but did she have any other choice
No matter how confused Feng Zijun is, she is still a woman. Women have dreams. She also thought about finding a man she loves and loves herself to marry, and then live happily together. Of course, after having Feng Yi, this dream is basically Disillusioned, she was ready to be single for the rest of her life, but today she actually got married.
She never thought that she would get married like this, so realistic, so quiet, there are no guests, no love, no parents, no friends in her marriage, there is only this cold face next to her, telling her the purpose of marriage in the most realistic words She didn't think that the inexplicable ambiguity between herself and Chu Yan was love, so she was extremely depressed, but she couldn't resist.
Walking out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, holding the newly issued marriage certificate, Feng Zijun was at a loss, and suddenly took the marriage certificate in his hand to Chu Yanshen: "Leave this to me, and I will send you back to pack up and move it to my place."
Zijun came back to her senses, and hurriedly said: "Yes, can you give me two days, Feng, Feng Yue doesn't know yet."
Yan Shen looked at her for a while, took out a ring from nowhere, pulled her hand over, put it on her ring finger, and said as if to be kind: "One day, tomorrow I will pick you up."
Standing at the door, Feng Zijun watched Chu Yanshen's car disappear from sight, looked up, with the sun shining on her head, looked at the diamond ring on her hand that could blind people's eyes, and finally fully realized that she was really married , from now on she is Mrs. Chu...
The author has something to say: let me explain: registration of marriage requires not only an ID card, but also the original household registration book, and the unmarried certificate issued by the street or work unit. This chapter is for the needs of the plot, so it has been simplified appropriately. Dear friends, please understand and understand .