Chapter 192: How can one not be anxious about something as important as getting a formal title?
The man's trembling eyes held a mixture of tension, anticipation, and a hint of unease, as if he feared he might misunderstand.
Sang Qian felt a surge of warmth in her heart, and her eyes welled up with tears. "What do you mean?"
The fireworks in the sky were dazzling, like brilliant stars falling to earth, making everything around us seem like a dream.
Jin Changyu lowered his gaze to look deeply at the woman so close to him, his heart surging with emotion. He tried his best to keep his voice steady:
"On our third visit, will we... reunite?"
Sang Qian looked up to meet his gaze, and the corners of her lips curved slightly. "Okay."
Jin Changyu's pupils trembled. Although the sound of fireworks was still loud in his ears, he clearly heard that firm and decisive "Okay".
After Sang Qian finished speaking, she saw that the man in front of her was frozen in time, not moving or saying a word. He showed none of the joy she had expected, nor did he hug her and say a bunch of sentimental words.
"Are you..." unhappy?
Before she could finish speaking, the man suddenly leaned over and kissed her lips.
Sang Qian's almond-shaped eyes widened slightly, somewhat taken aback, but she did not flinch.
She could clearly feel Jin Changyu's breath trembling, and his lips trembled slightly as he kissed her, but he still restrained himself and kissed her gently.
After confirming that she hadn't refused, he raised his hand to stroke the back of her head, parted her lips, and kissed her deeply...
At the height of the fireworks display, a couple was passionately kissing on a rooftop.
All the unspoken words were poured out in this long-awaited passionate kiss.
On this New Year's Eve, as we bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new, everything is so beautiful.
Noticing that her breathing was becoming labored, Jin Changyu slowly released her lips.
Seeing that Sang Qian's face was flushed and her breathing was disordered from the kiss, he gave her time to catch her breath, then took her soft hand and kissed and rubbed it lightly on the back of her fair and delicate hand.
"Qianqian, tell me... is this true?"
"I can hardly believe it."
"You really want to give me another chance, you really want to be with me, right?"
As he spoke, Sang Qian watched him gently bite her finger with his teeth, as if to confirm that she wasn't dreaming.
Sang Qian felt a little ticklish from his touch and slightly pulled her hand away. "You can't believe it? You bite yourself! Why are you biting me?"
"don't want."
Jin Changyu gently put one arm around her waist, leaned in and lightly bit her soft, rosy lips, his joyful voice tinged with a hint of mischief, "I'll bite you."
"you……"
Sang Qian opened her mouth, and her lips were gently bitten and kissed by the man again and again.
"Jin Changyu," she warned.
Other couples would hug each other and whisper sweet nothings at this time, right?
He just grabbed someone and started kissing them.
"Hmm?" Jin Changyu responded vaguely, but made no attempt to conceal his true feelings.
"Let's go to the central square for a date when we get back, okay?" he asked while kissing her lips.
Sang Qian, “...Mm.”
Upon hearing her agree, the man was so happy that he immediately cupped her face and started pecking at her repeatedly.
“Jin Changyu…” Sang Qian couldn’t help but push him and scolded, “Are you never going to stop?”
"What's wrong?"
Jin Changyu, who was passionately kissing his wife but was rejected, felt wronged, saying, "We've already covered for each other, can't I even kiss my own wife?"
If it weren't for the pregnant belly separating them, he would have loved to hold her tightly and give her a good kiss.
Make up for all those moments I've wanted to kiss but dared not offend during these past few days...
Sang Qian raised her hand to block his lips from approaching again, reminding him, "Don't call me that. Even if we get together, I'm not your wife yet."
Jin Changyu's eyes widened in shock.
Oh right, how could he be so happy as to forget the most important thing?
He quickly reached out and pulled her hand down, "Let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to remarry as soon as we get back to the city, okay?"
"???"
Their original plan was to return to the city on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.
Seeing his eager expression, as if he wished he could teleport to the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau right now, Sang Qian reminded him, "The Civil Affairs Bureau won't be open until the eighth day of the Lunar New Year at the earliest."
"..."
Jin Changyu was so focused on getting his official status back that he forgot about the Spring Festival holiday.
"Then we'll go on the morning of the eighth day."
Seeing his eager look, Sang Qian chuckled and said, "The first day of the Lunar New Year hasn't even passed yet, and you're already making reservations for the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. Isn't that a bit too hasty?"
How can one not be anxious about something as important as getting a formal title?
Jin Changyu thought this in his heart, but said it with great logic.
"It's not that I'm in a rush, but our baby is already seven months along. When the baby is born, we'll need our marriage certificate to fill out the birth certificate, so we need to prepare early."
Sang Qian, "..."
You said it yourself, it's only seven months now, there's still a long way to go.
Besides...
"A birth certificate doesn't necessarily require a marriage certificate, does it?"
"Even if we don't need it, as parents, we can't meet our baby for the first time as if we're 'divorced,' can we?"
Jin Changyu spread his hands, "Isn't that incredibly rude?"
Sang Qian was amused by his serious yet twisted logic.
"You're really good at making things up."
Seeing her smile, Jin Changyu leaned closer and kissed her fair cheek. "Let's go on the morning of the eighth, okay? Okay? Okay..."
The man's kisses moved from her cheek to her earlobe, and his pleading, coquettish voice reached Sang Qian's ears.
She didn't respond, so Jin Changyu kept licking her ear and asking if she was okay. Sang Qian felt a little ticklish from his kisses and dodged away, saying, "Okay, okay."
"Stop kissing me, okay? I'll give in to you."
How come she never noticed before that Jin Changyu was such a shameless person?
Where did his former aloofness and maturity go?
How did I become so childish?
It's like a child begging for candy.
"Then it's settled."
Jin Changyu immediately stopped being cheeky and stood up straight, saying to her, "On the morning of the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, as soon as the Civil Affairs Bureau opened, we went to get the certificate."
He meticulously recounted the time, place, and event.
His expression was solemn, as if he were dealing with something very important.
Sang Qian was inexplicably moved by his attitude and nodded emphatically, "Okay."
After saying that, they felt that the two of them were being a bit silly, so they burst out laughing.
When Jin Changyu saw her smile, he smiled too.
"But I made a promise beforehand."
Sang Qian straightened her expression and said to him, "Even if we remarry, I will still be me. I won't be like before, just staying at home as a dutiful young mistress of the Jin family. I have my own pursuits and will do what I like. If you can't accept that, then we won't..."
"I can accept it, of course I can accept it."
Jin Changyu quickly interrupted her, looking at her intently. "You are free. I have never thought of hindering you from pursuing your dreams. On the contrary, I will unconditionally support whatever you want to do. So, you don't need to have any worries when you're with me."
Seeing Sang Qian's eyes redden, he held her hand tightly and solemnly promised, "Qianqian, I will definitely be a good husband in the future, love you well, cherish our home, and never make you feel wronged or disappointed again."
Sang Qian's heart burned, and her eyes grew even hotter. "Jin Changyu, you've always been a good person, and you've never disappointed me."
Jin Changyu's heart skipped a beat as he heard her say again:
"Now that we're back together, let's work together to make our marriage and our little family work together well."
The longevity and happiness of marriage and family are never maintained by the sole efforts of one person, but by the joint efforts of two people, supporting each other and moving forward hand in hand.
This time, she's aiming to grow old with Jin Changyu.
The fireworks in the sky were still bursting open one after another. Jin Changyu looked at her, his vision gradually blurring. After a long while, amidst the sounds of fireworks, he calmly and hoarsely replied,
"good."
Something warm ran down his cheek, and he wiped it away with his hand, a little embarrassed, and turned his head to look at the sky as if to cover it up.
"Why are the fireworks taking so long?"
This was the first time Sang Qian had seen Jin Changyu shed tears.
During a fireworks display, his tears were clearly visible through the sparks.
But he was deliberately changing the subject.
It's normal for men not to want their women to see them crying and vulnerable.
Sang Qian, to save face for him, pretended not to see it and went along with his words, "It is a great joy that everyone who went to worship at the ancestral tomb in the village has returned safely, so the fireworks at the ancestral hall will be doubled this year to thank the ancestral tomb for its protection."
As Sang Qian finished speaking, the fireworks over there finally stopped.
Remembering something, Jin Changyu suddenly turned around and asked her, "Aren't we going to our family's ancestral hall to pay respects to our ancestors tomorrow morning?"
"yes."
Sang Qian glanced in the direction of the ancestral hall and, seeing that the fireworks had stopped, turned back to him and said, "The fireworks are over, let's go down and rest. We have to get up early tomorrow to worship our ancestors."
Jin Changyu: "Okay."
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