Chapter 65 Please Guide Me for the Rest of My Life
Time flies, and soon it was time to get our marriage certificate.
To prevent any accidents, Pam drove the train to the vicinity of the Interstellar Civil Affairs Bureau in advance and reminded you to bring your documents. It was waiting for you to come home for dinner.
After saying goodbye to the train crew, you and Danheng stepped off the train and saw the full view of the Interstellar Civil Affairs Bureau for the first time.
This is the universally recognized marriage institution in the galaxy. Certificates stamped by it are valid on virtually every planet, hence the strict scrutiny process.
Led by staff, you and Danheng were taken to separate rooms for testing to ensure that your union was based on mutual love and that it was not a marriage of convenience or forced marriage through unconventional means.
After the tests, the premarital check-up is conducted. The equipment used is all state-of-the-art technology, and professional medical staff are on hand to provide diagnosis and treatment, preventing one party from concealing their health condition to commit marriage fraud.
Next comes the submission of documents for review. Only after the documents are approved can the process of taking ID photos begin.
You and Danheng sit side by side in front of the red curtain, your gazes fixed firmly on the camera, leaving behind evidence of your love in the photographer's flash.
"Congratulations to you both, this is your marriage certificate. Wishing you a long and happy marriage."
The staff solemnly handed you two marriage certificates with gold lettering and extended their sincere blessings.
Upon opening the cover, the first thing that catches the eye is the red ID photo in the center, with two names side by side below.
Danheng and you.
Countless heartwarming moments are captured in this small document, transformed into a bright red seal, declaring your legal relationship to the world.
From this day forward, you and Danheng are truly husband and wife.
...
When I walked out of the hall, the sun had already set, leaving only the afterglow of the setting sun illuminating the earth.
As the sun sets, you and Danheng walk back hand in hand. Your elongated shadows follow you closely, gradually overlapping as you walk side by side.
Happy wedding!
As soon as I stepped onto the train, colorful ribbons popped out of the fireworks.
"Happy wedding, Pam! Pam has prepared a feast for you, come and enjoy!" The train conductor spoke first, his face beaming with excitement.
"Congratulations! Wishing you a happy marriage and a lifetime of love." Himeko, on behalf of the train crew, extended her blessings to you.
Thank you everyone.
"Where's the marriage certificate? I need to see it!" The Trail Blazers squeezed in front of you, demanding it.
"I want to see it too!" March followed closely behind.
"Alright, stop arguing, here you go." You smiled helplessly, then placed the hard-won marriage certificate in the pioneer's hands.
"Teacher Danheng, where's yours?" The little raccoon was still not satisfied and insisted on asking Danheng for another marriage certificate.
"Be careful." The latter had no choice but to take it out.
Two red marriage certificates were placed side by side on the table by the raccoon. As soon as the cover was opened, a group of people gathered around the table, and even the usually serious Sunday couldn't help but look over curiously.
"So this is what a marriage certificate looks like..." the raccoon murmured to himself, while March 7th on the other side had already started taking photos to commemorate the occasion.
"Not bad," Himeko commented on your red-background couple photo.
“It does differ somewhat from the style of Pinocchio…” Sunday said to himself, his gaze falling on the photo of you and Danheng.
After spending time together, you and Danheng have started to look somewhat alike. Could this be the legendary "couple's resemblance"?
The little bird fell into deep thought.
You observed the expressions of the other people throughout the entire process, and you seemed to be in a very pleasant mood.
What could be happier than receiving approval from family and friends?
After a while, Pam abruptly interrupted March 7's group, claiming that the food was getting cold.
With your identification documents secure, you and Danheng entered the restaurant one after the other, raising a toast with everyone.
With a click, you were captured in the photo. A genuine smile graced everyone's face.
"Three, two, one, cheers!"
...
After the noise subsided, there was a quiet time alone. You and Danheng took a bath and changed clothes as usual, and lay in bed, each busy with your own things.
You told Huaiyan about Danheng's marriage proposal immediately and expressed your feelings to him.
Although Huaiyan harbors resentment, he still respects your choice. He only says that Ruodan has treated you badly and that he will personally board the train to confront him and demand an explanation.
He was the same way when Danfeng proposed to him; a typical example of someone with a sharp tongue but a soft heart.
You smiled helplessly, then edited a post on your WeChat Moments with a picture of two marriage certificates and the caption, "May we find one heart to share, and stay together until our hair turns white."
Shortly after the message was posted, the comments section had already scrolled to the second page.
The first comment was from March 7th. The pink-haired girl, always at the forefront of surfing, was the first to offer her congratulations.
Danheng naturally saw the post on WeChat Moments, so he did the same thing, posting a picture of your clasped hands with the caption, "Of the myriad things in this world, I love three: the sun, the moon, and you. The sun is for the morning, the moon is for the evening, and you are for every morning and evening." He even thoughtfully tagged you.
Danheng, who rarely posts on WeChat Moments, was soon bombarded with messages.
[Camera: Is this what a cultured person is like? I've learned something.]
[Galaxy Batman: I'm a Cheetah Cat!]
[Real-name online post: I am delighted to hear of your happy marriage and extend my sincerest congratulations. May you both live in harmony and bliss forever.]
[Sunday: Congratulations on your marriage! May your story be gentle and long.]
...
The comments kept increasing. You leaned on Danheng's shoulder, watching the blessings pour in from one comment after another, your heart filled with sweetness.
"Danheng... tell me, what should I call you from now on?"
"what ever."
“According to the way we call him in the Immortal Boat, it’s called ‘husband.’ But according to the way we call him now…” you suddenly changed your tone, staring into his eyes and said seriously, “It should be—husband.”
"Cough..." Dan Heng seemed a little unaccustomed to such a modern form of address.
As a member of the Immortal Ship, he preferred the name Luofu.
"You don't like this?"
"No, it's just that I'm not used to this form of address. Let's change it."
"You'll get used to it after a while, right, honey?" You persisted, determined to tease him.
"...I'm glad you like it..."
"So, in return, shouldn't you also change how you address me?"
The true intentions were finally revealed; he understood your purpose.
“How about ‘Madam’?” He deliberately deviated from the expected approach.
"That's too futuristic, let's get something more modern," you continue to coax.
"...I really can't do anything with you..." Seeing that you wouldn't give up, Danheng was the first to surrender.
"...Wife..." Danheng blushed and called out the answer you wanted.
"What did you say? I didn't hear you."
Even though he knew you were doing it on purpose, he still willingly fell for your trap.
Danheng suddenly reached out and pulled you closer to his chest, then whispered gently against your earlobe.
"Did you hear me now... wife?"
The breathy sound of the last two words is like a feather tickling your heart, making you feel restless and itchy.
"Not enough." You stared at his burning cheeks and teased him even more intensely.
“…How greedy…” He bit your earlobe lightly as if punishing you, and then you heard him say those two words again.
You kissed him contentedly and responded in the same way.
Your tender "husband" made it impossible for him to suppress his unspeakable thoughts.
"It's getting late, it's time to rest, my wife..."
He kisses your lips, skillfully undresses you, and together they make love.
...
They've already got their marriage certificate; all that's missing is the wedding ceremony.
After much discussion, the wedding was ultimately decided to be held on the train.
This place witnessed your entire journey of meeting, getting to know each other, and falling in love, and it holds so many memories.
For Danheng, the train is his true home, his warm harbor.
Being able to marry the person he loves most with the blessings of his family is something he never dared to dream of.
But now he was dressed in a suit and tie, and his heart was beating exceptionally fast.
At the end of the red carpet, his beloved walked towards him amidst the blessings of family and friends.
The fishbone lights on the carriage ceiling emitted a warm yellow light, casting a hazy filter over everything around them.
Was it a dream?
But the constant beating of his heart reminded him—this was not a dream.
"Danheng..."
The sound of [unclear] rang out beside him, pulling him back to reality from his hallucination.
"What are you daydreaming about? Are you mesmerized by the bride's beauty?" the pink-haired girl teased.
He ignored what March 7th said, his gaze involuntarily falling on the protagonist who was surrounded by the crowd.
The young train conductor changed into a new outfit and carried a flower basket, diligently scattering flower petals.
Pink petals fall softly, brushing against your hair and skirt.
The layers of your skirt resembled blooming flowers, and amidst the white, he saw your radiant eyes.
It is the color of the starry sea.
Your gaze is gentle yet firm, full of love and affection.
Then, he knelt down on one knee and took your outstretched right hand.
He knew the ancient and traditional vows of Vidyadhara by heart, but when he said them, they were incredibly difficult to pronounce.
No amount of flowery language could accurately convey his emotions; at this moment, all his love was condensed into just three words—
"I love you"
Amidst the cheers of the crowd, he reverently placed a kiss on the back of your hand.
Gently, like a feather brushing past.
"Kiss! Kiss!" March 7th shouted first, followed closely by the Trailblazers, and finally, even Sunday joined in.
"..."
Dan Heng's gaze shifted slightly, and the tips of his ears turned pink.
"Danheng..." you called out to him, a playful glint in your eyes, waiting for him to continue.
"They're all watching, aren't you going to do something?" You know his shy nature, so you deliberately poke at his weakness.
"..." He quickly pecked you on the cheek, his heart pounding.
Wow!
Excited screams reached his ears, and he felt his ears burning.
"...We'll kiss again when we get back..."
"No..." you chuckled softly, then took the initiative to kiss him.
In an instant, all my aloofness and composure, all my calm and wisdom, crumbled under your hot, wet kiss.
Some dragons live two lives, only to fall victim to the same person.
But so what?
Even if I am reincarnated and my memories turn to ashes, I will still fall in love with you again.
————The End————
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