Chapter 41 Getting a Certificate
The morning sun streamed into the kitchen, and the leftover milk from breakfast was still warm enough to warm the hands. Si Yan was clearing the dishes neatly.
Su Nian leaned against the door frame, looking at his silhouette as he washed dishes with his sleeves rolled up - the lines of his forearms were neat, and the sound of water flowing through the porcelain bowls was light. She suddenly felt that such a morning was more reassuring than any burning oath.
Si Yan had gone back to his room to change. His ironed white shirt was crisp as a board, his crimson tie was tied meticulously, and even his cuffs were buttoned tightly. As he approached Su Nian, he tilted his head slightly, a subtle nervousness in his eyes. "Is this okay?"
Su Nian looked at his tightly-fitting collar and couldn't help laughing: "Isn't this too formal?"
She tiptoed over and gently unbuttoned his tie with her fingertips, then loosened the top button. "It looks more relaxed this way. Just now you were so serious, like you were going to a seminar."
Si Yan lowered his head and looked at her profile seriously. His eyelashes cast a light shadow under his eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously. "Getting a marriage certificate with you is more solemn than any meeting in my heart."
A string of fireworks suddenly exploded in Su Nian's heart——Ahhh, this sentence is so seductive!
When she looked up, the tip of her nose almost hit Si Yan's chin. They were both stunned. The air was as sweet as if there was a handful of sugar sprinkled in it.
Su Nian grabbed the bag on the sofa and said, "I'm going home to get my household registration book."
"Let's go." Si Yan naturally took her bag and slung it over his shoulder. His fingertips inadvertently brushed against the back of her hand, like spring sunshine gently passing over the surface of a lake, spreading a circle of fine itchiness.
When she got home, Su Hong was not there. Su Nian called and asked, "Mom, where is the household registration booklet?"
"What's the use? Are you... going to get a marriage certificate with Si Yan?" Su Hong's voice suddenly rose, with a hint of tentative excitement.
"Well, yes." Su Nian answered a little embarrassedly.
"Okay, okay! It's in the drawer of my room's wardrobe! Do you want me to come back?" Su Hong's joy almost overflowed from the receiver.
"No, go ahead and do your thing."
After hanging up the phone, Su Nian went into the room and changed into a moon-white shirt. The moment they stood in the living room and looked at each other, they suddenly smiled - it was like a pre-arranged ceremony. Even the folds of the corners of their clothes revealed a tacit understanding, clean and appropriate.
At this moment, Su Hong was frantically dialing Zhang Minghua's number, her voice laced with laughter: "Mother-in-law! Such great news! Nian Nian and Si Yan are going to get their marriage certificate today!"
On the other end of the phone, Zhang Minghua was watering the orchids when the sound of the water stopped abruptly, followed by a series of uncontrollable surprises: "Really? That's great! I'll go buy some wedding candy right away!"
Several newlyweds sat in the waiting area of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the air thick with irrepressible joy. Su Nian and Si Yan sat by the window, sunlight filtering through the glass onto the tips of their shoes.
"Are you nervous?" When Si Yan lowered his head, his breath brushed across the top of her hair, carrying the refreshing scent of mint toothpaste.
"A little bit." Su Nian looked up and met his eyes, which reflected a small, smiling image of herself. "Like waiting for the test paper to be handed out before the exam."
Si Yan chuckled softly, and his fingertips gently scratched her earlobe, feeling the warmth and softness. "Don't worry, I'll cover this answer for you."
Wow, such heartwarming words.
When taking their ID photo, Si Yan naturally put his arm around Su Nian's waist. Su Nian's cheeks flushed, and she decided to be bolder, resting her head gently on his shoulder. They both smiled brightly at the camera, their eyes shining like stars.
When Su Nian got back into the car holding the red marriage certificate, she felt as if she had fallen from the clouds back to the ground.
Seeing Si Yanzheng holding up the marriage certificate for a photo, she couldn't help but ask, "Are you posting it on WeChat Moments?"
"Send it to the family group. Oh, and add you in too."
Just like that, Su Nian, along with the photo of the marriage certificate with the seal on it, was "officially announced" by Si Yan into the Si family's family group.
Li Jiawei replied in a split second: "Wow wow wow! Such joy! Blessings to my brother and sister-in-law!"
Si Yuqing followed closely behind: "Ayan, well done!"
Zhang Minghua: "Welcome Nian Nian to join our family!"
Even his uncle Li Chengye, who was usually very frugal with words in the group chat, said, "Congratulations, Ah Yan!"
Si Guoqing was even more direct, throwing out a series of red envelopes...
The two of them smiled and ignored the boiling blessings in the group.
At this moment, Si Yan suddenly pulled out a pair of rings from his storage compartment like a magic trick. He took Su Nian's hand and slowly put the ring on her ring finger, his movements gentle and pious.
"Su Nian, from now on, you are my legitimate wife." Si Yan looked at Su Nian affectionately and said, "How do you feel, Mrs. Si?"
Su Nian looked at the shining ring, her heart filled with emotion. She also picked up another ring and put it on Si Yan, "It feels good, Mr. Si!"
The car slowly drove away from the Civil Affairs Bureau. Su Nian tilted her head and looked at him: "Where are we going?"
Si Yan paused as he gripped the steering wheel. When he turned his head to look at her, a cunning glint flashed in his eyes: "I'll take you somewhere."
The sunlight passed through the car window and fell on the ring, refracting tiny rays of light, making people's eyes slightly sore.
The car finally pulled into the Jinghuayuan residential complex. Su Nian followed Si Yan out of the car, dazed, and watched him swipe open the door of a unit. "Niannian, this is our wedding room. It's finished. Take a look. What else do we need?"
The house is designed with one apartment per floor, and the upper and lower floors are bright and open. The master bedroom with a dressing room is upstairs, and sunlight can fill most of the room.
Si Yan took her hand and walked up the stairs into the master bedroom. "We still need a dressing table. Let's go pick one out together when we have time. The second bedroom next to the bedroom can be converted into a children's room later. How about turning the small guest bedroom downstairs into your studio?"
"Yeah, okay." Su Nian's voice was soft, but her heart seemed to be filled with something.
"This place isn't far from your school. Apply for off-campus housing when school starts." Si Yan turned around and brushed her hair with his fingertips. "It depends on your health. If you're tired, you can apply for a leave of absence. Shall we move in for the next two days?"
It turns out that the train of happiness will really take you to the place you want to go most at some unexpected turn.
After leaving Jinghua Garden, Si Yan sent Su Nian home and then rushed to work at Jishiditang. The two agreed that Si Yan would come to Su Nian's house for lunch at noon and go back to the Si family's old house together in the evening.
As soon as Su Nian entered the house, she took a photo of the red book and sent it to her best friend Lin Feier.
The phone rang almost the next second, and Lin Feier's voice pierced the receiver: "Niannian! You really got the marriage certificate?! No wonder Professor Zhang gave out wedding candy to everyone early this morning. I, with my stupid brain, didn't even think about it!"
"Fei'er, a lot has been going on recently. I'll tell you slowly when you have time." Su Nian smiled, her tone filled with a lightness that she herself didn't even notice. "Come to my house for lunch at noon? My mom has cooked a table full of dishes."
"You can come with us in Professor Si's car!" she added.
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