Chapter 80 80
"...What evidence?" Wen Jiuze was stunned.
"The certificate that says 'It's just a certificate, it's not necessary.'" Xue Ling's smile became more obvious. She suddenly exclaimed, "It's so late, maybe the Civil Affairs Bureau has closed for business. Why not just forget it?"
After she finished speaking, she made a move to leave, but Wen Jiuze hooked his arm around her neck and pulled her back.
"Marriage is also under the jurisdiction of the Administration Bureau, which operates 24 hours a day." Wen Jiu dragged her, turned around and walked into the door of the Administration Bureau again.
Of course Xue Ling knew this; she had checked before she came here and knew that preferential placement, welfare and medal distribution, and marriage registration were all done in this administration building.
As expected, the two people's figures going in and out and in again attracted attention.
When Wen Jiuze went out just now, he was bent over and Xue Ling covered his mouth and pulled him out. Now, Wen Jiuze hooked Xue Ling's neck from behind and dragged her in.
"Relax. It's like you're forcing me to marry you. The staff will suspect that I'm not doing this voluntarily." Xue Ling pinched his arm, which felt like an iron hoop.
“Now it’s all self-service registration, there are no staff.”
Xue Ling was not clear about this, and she had not had time to check so much: "It's so simple, just like operating an ATM at a bank?"
"No, there is still an exam to take." Wen Jiuze said.
Xue Ling: "..." You really just said that casually, do you think I believe you?
"Wait a minute!" Xue Ling struggled to break free from his arms and cleared her throat. "Before that, I have something to give you."
"I don't have anything nice to give away right now, so I want to give you something I just got as a gift."
Wen Jiuze guessed instantly: "Want to give me your Heart of History medal?"
No wonder she came to get the medal first, it turned out she wanted to exchange the medal with him.
Xue Ling pulled his hand over, and like magic, took out something from her clothes and placed it in his palm.
A small red velvet box, too small to fit the Heart of History medal.
Wen Jiuzhe: "..."
"You gave me a necklace before, but unfortunately it was lost. I haven't seen it since I woke up. Now I have this as a replacement."
"So, there's a necklace inside?" Wen Jiuze had a strange expression.
"Open it and take a look." Xue Ling tried not to laugh.
Wen Jiuze's hands made the box look like a pocket-sized box. He opened the box and found two rings inside.
"I bought it at the mall just now while you were looking for someone to deliver the goods to your home." Xue Ling held his two fingers and shook them, "Do you like it?"
Wen Jiuze took two glances at the ring, raised his hand and pressed it on the back of her head. Xue Ling was instantly forced to bury her head in his chest.
Suddenly, a stranger's voice could not be suppressed and said, "Come and see what's going on. The troublemaker of the First Undead Squad has been proposed to successfully. She's right here at the registration office!"
"Really, I'm not lying, come here..."
Xue Ling and Wen Jiuze turned their heads at the same time, and the staff member realized that his voice was too loud, and walked away from them awkwardly with the communicator in hand.
However, there are many people around him who are like him, holding communicators with gossipy expressions.
Wen Jiuze let go of Xue Ling, frowned, pounded his chest, and said with a slightly unhappy expression: "Be quiet, what are you jumping for!"
The voices around suddenly became quieter.
Xue Ling: I don’t think he is talking about you.
She also quietly reached out and touched her chest and took a deep breath.
"Feeling uncomfortable?" Wen Jiuze noticed it immediately and put his hand on it.
He felt the beating rhythm of her thin chest, took out a syringe from his bag, and injected her with skillful hands.
"If you feel unwell, tell me immediately. You have just been resurrected and your body is still relatively fragile."
"What about you? Are you okay?" Xue Ling touched his chest worriedly.
"Never mind." Wen Jiuze said indifferently, "Blast it and grow a new one."
Xue Ling: “…”
Don't say such horrible things!
Wen Jiuze pushed her in front of a machine as if nothing had happened, clicked on the marriage registration button, swiped their ID cards, and applied to register for marriage.
Then Xue Ling realized that what he had just said about "taking an exam" was not nonsense. Was he really going to take an exam?!
"Why do we really have to do the test? What if we fail the test?" Xue Ling's years of test-taking skills as a student suddenly activated, and he grabbed Wen Jiuze and asked.
Wen Jiuze lowered his eyes to see her nervous expression, and his deep eyelid wrinkles deepened as he smiled: "It's impossible not to pass."
There are many questions in the "test paper", including "Are you aware of the other party's physical health condition?" and "Are you aware of the other party's debt and credit status?"
There is also a handy "Application Inquiry" button next to it, as well as property notarization and template marriage agreement.
There were even inquiries about whether there was agreement on having children.
Of course, the two of them can't have children now.
There is also a row of reminders at the bottom, indicating that the questionnaire will be archived. Please fill it out carefully, as it will serve as evidence in the event of marital disputes in the future.
Scroll down and you will see more detailed daily questionnaires, such as "Date and place of acquaintance", "Each other person's likes and dislikes", etc.
After filling out this part, the married couple will exchange scores later.
If the score is too low, you will be reminded to reconsider.
Xue Ling was dazzled by what she saw, and turned to see how Wen Jiuze was filling out the form, only to find that he had almost finished.
"So fast, you didn't even look at the question and just wrote it randomly?"
Xue Ling hated having a deskmate like this during an exam. She would still be looking at the questions while the person next to her had already turned the page.
She had no choice but to hurry up and write.
After they finished writing, they exchanged their reports. Xue Ling saw Wen Jiuze had checked the property sharing option. He then scrolled to the bottom of the page, wrote full marks for the areas that needed scoring, and signed his name to finalize the report.
Xue Ling: “…You didn’t even look at it.”
Wen Jiuze: "What's so good about it? I'll give you full marks no matter what you write."
He even urged: "Hurry up, don't dawdle."
Why are you in such a hurry? Can she still run away?
Xue Ling wrote her name and saw the successful registration page pop up on the machine.
"Is that all?" Xue Ling pointed at the congratulations on the screen.
Wen Jiuze pinched her finger that was tapping the screen and smoothly put the ring on her finger: "It's OK now."
"And mine, should I wear it myself or should you wear it?"
Xue Ling pulled his fingers over, pinched the base of his fingers and complained: "Do you know how hard it is to choose a suitable ring when your fingers are so thick?"
Fortunately, the one she hastily picked out was the right size.
A plain ring encircled the faint scar on his finger. The new and shiny ring didn't match his hand very well, like a collar on a wild leopard on the grassland.
But Wen Jiuze was very satisfied with himself and reached out to push the ring towards the base of his finger.
"Let's go back."
The things brought home from the mall have been roughly arranged and stored by the smart housekeeper, and the newlyweds are greeted by a clean, tidy home full of life.
The lights came on, and a large bouquet of flowers in the living room came into view.
"Were the flowers prepared by the smart butler?" Wen Jiuze asked.
"I prepared these flowers for you," Xue Ling said.
Wen Jiuze was strangely silent and didn't look very happy. If you listened carefully, you could even sense that he was a bit wary and suspicious.
He held Xue Ling's hand, suddenly looked at her hand wearing the ring, moved closer to smell her scent, and then looked around this somewhat strange home.
Xue Ling was confused by him and patted his arm: "What's wrong with you?"
Who has received this kind of reaction?
Wen Jiuze said nothing, took out his communicator and contacted someone.
"I picked up Xue Ling from your place this morning, right?"
The voice on the other end of the phone was suspicious: "Yes, that's right, what's wrong, is there any problem with Xue Ling's health?"
Wen Jiuze hung up the call and made another call: "Just now, Xue Ling and I registered our marriage at the management office. Did you see it?"
"Of course I saw it. My office is right next door. So you are contacting me now to find someone to share your joy with? You don't want me to give you a gift, do you?"
Wen Jiuze hung up after confirming.
His tense body relaxed a little, and he looked at Xue Ling again: "Why are you suddenly so nice to me today? You haven't been angry with me all day, and you took the initiative to ask for the marriage certificate, and gave me a ring and flowers?"
Xue Ling was convinced: "Do you still think you are dreaming?"
"I just think you've been looking for me for so long and it's been hard, so I want to give you a gift. Do you think it's necessary?" I even doubted him.
Xue Ling was speechless but wanted to laugh. She also felt that he was a little pitiful, so she pulled his head down and kissed his face.
"What do you think? I'm standing here alive, how can this be fake?"
“…”
"Wen Jiuze, have you become a little stupid?"
"Yes, you ate my brain." Wen Jiuze held her and sat on the new sofa. "It's not fake. Let's continue."
Now it was Xue Ling's turn to be suspicious: "Are you pretending to be pitiful and tricking me into taking the initiative?"
…………
Wen Jiuze seldom sleeps. For the thawed person, using special drugs to maintain energy is a more convenient and quicker method than restoring physical strength through sleep.
But occasionally he would return to a house he didn't normally live in and take a nap in the dark.
Usually he would sleep for a long time until someone in the team reminded him that it was time to go out on a mission.
A long sleep would cause memory confusion. Sometimes he would think that he was still in the apocalypse long ago, still on the way to find Xue Ling.
The moment he woke up, his mind would habitually think of the unfinished tasks and the people he had not found.
So before he even opened his eyes, his brows subconsciously wrinkled because of the sense of urgency.
During the few seconds when my memory was confused, light penetrated through the white curtains and into the gaps between my eyelids.
It was not the dimness he was used to. Wen Jiuze raised the back of his hand and placed it on his forehead, feeling a slight cool touch against his brow.
The first second he opened his eyes, he saw the ring on his hand clearly, and suddenly woke up and looked to the side.
There was a person lying next to him, with his back to him, only his long black hair spread out on the pillow.
It’s Xue Ling.
She is back.
They did a lot together yesterday.
Newly married.
Yes, it’s true, no need to look for it anymore.
Wen Jiuze confirmed it with himself, and his shoulders slowly relaxed and fell back onto the bed.
Xue Ling was still sleeping soundly. From Wen Jiuze's perspective, he could only see her ears and cheeks. The fine hairs on her cheeks rose and fell slightly with her breathing.
After staring at him for a while, Wen Jiuze moved closer and reached out to hug him along with the quilt.
Xue Ling, who was woken up by him, squinted her eyes and buried her head under the pillow because of the bright indoor light.
After a moment, she suddenly straightened her head and said, "No! What time is it? Aren't we going to sweep Sister Yi's grave today?"
She turned her head to look at Wen Jiuze and found that he had his eyes closed quietly.
"Wen Jiuzhe? Wen Jiuzhe, wake up. Don't sleep any more. Get up."
She called out several times, but Wen Jiuze didn't respond at all. She grabbed his ears and pinched his face, but he didn't respond either.
"Are you pretending again?"
"I've never heard of anyone sweeping graves the day after getting married." Wen Jiuze said with his eyes closed.
Xue Ling sat up, the quilt rolled up a few times, and the wind leaked into the quilt. She moved closer to Wen Jiuze and flicked his eyelashes with her fingers: "Get up quickly, get up quickly."
Wen Jiuze opened his eyes with a smile and saw her sitting towards him in the bright light close to noon. Her uncovered skin was the color of grease, and her hair hung in front of her chest, revealing a faint red undertone.
His hands involuntarily went up to cover her smooth shoulders and back, and Wen Jiuze bit the end of her hanging hair.
"Let's not go out today, okay?"
Xue Ling snatched the end of her hair back from the dog's mouth and stepped over him: "Not good."
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