Wei Yanzhen always keeps his word and does what he says.
He said he wanted to remarry her, and he actually took her to his parents' house the next day.
In the nostalgic 1970s, Deng Zhilan and Wei Yanzhen walked into a photo studio.
Although this photo studio is not big, it reveals a unique charm, as if time has slowed down here.
Deng Zhilan was dressed in a red cheongsam, elegant and dignified. Her beauty was like a flower blooming in spring, gorgeous and charming.
Wei Yanzhen was wearing a neat military uniform, looking handsome and elegant. His smile was as warm as the sun, making people fall for him.
When they stood in front of the camera, the photographers couldn't help but be amazed by their looks.
This couple is so good-looking, exuding charming charm from every angle. The photographer couldn't help but praise them: "You are really a perfect match!"
After taking the photo, the boss looked at the perfect couple and felt an impulse in his heart.
He walked up to Deng Zhilan and Wei Yanzhen and said sincerely, "Hello, I am the owner of this photo studio. I would like to ask if I can use your photos in my studio?"
"Your photos are so beautiful. They will definitely attract a lot of customers."
Deng Zhilan and Wei Yanzhen looked at each other, then smiled and nodded.
I adopted the boss's advice, and until I left, no one knew that their wedding photo would cause a sensation in the public.
The lesbians all wore red cheongsams and had their hair in buns, while the lesbians all wore military uniforms to take wedding photos.
The sunlight shone through the mottled leaves onto the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau in the 1970s. After leaving the photo studio, Deng Zhilan and Wei Yanzhen walked in side by side.
Their pace was a little nervous, but more of it was anticipation and joy.
"Deng Zhilan, you have to think it over carefully!"
"Once you and I remarry this time, I will never divorce you again. No matter how much you throw a tantrum, I will never agree to a divorce."
Deng Zhilan snorted and rolled her eyes at him, "Who is throwing a tantrum? Am I that kind of person? But if you dare to provoke me, I will show you how I will deal with you."
Having said that, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.
A couple passing by them laughed and joked: "It can be seen from the first glance that you are a loving couple. You will definitely live a sweet life after marriage."
The hall of the Civil Affairs Bureau is filled with an old and solemn atmosphere. Portraits of Xi Xi hang on the walls, which remind people of that special era.
The staff received them warmly, asked some basic information, and then started the remarriage procedures.
Deng Zhilan and Wei Yanzhen sat at their desks, filling out various forms.
Their hands would occasionally touch each other, and then they would smile at each other, as if time had never passed between them.
When the staff handed them the marriage certificate, Deng Zhilan's hands trembled slightly.
She took it and looked through the photos and text inside, tears glistening in her eyes. Wei Yanzhen held her hand tightly, giving her strength and support.
Walking out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the sun was still shining brightly, and Deng Zhilan and Wei Yanzhen's mood was as charming as the sun.
They decided to have a nice lunch to celebrate this special day.
Once upon a time, they had experienced the low point of their marriage and gone through a period of separation, but now, the joy of remarriage has blown away the haze of the past like a spring breeze.
The state-owned restaurant was steaming hot, people were coming and going, and the smell of fireworks filled every corner.
I found a seat by the window and sat down. People were coming and going outside the window, and it was warm and comfortable inside the window.
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