Xia Xi: "Auntie, why would you think so? Why should I mind?"
"Women usually mind if the man's family is incomplete."
Xia Xi was silent for a moment, then whispered, "My family is incomplete."
Xu Yanfeng gave her some time to think about it, his eyes fixed on the dial on his wrist. The second hand turned a circle, and a minute passed. He opened his lips and asked her, "Have you thought it through?"
Xia Xi was in a daze just now. Hearing this, she glanced at him and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"..." Xu Yanfeng told himself to be more steady, but at this moment, he couldn't be steady. He said word by word: "Come with me to get the marriage certificate." It sounded too much like an order, not gentle enough. He added three words, "Okay?"
Would you like to get the certificate with me?
It sounds much gentler when listened to together.
Xia Xi smiled, raised her hand, and placed her fingertips on his brow. She gently stroked along the direction of his brow to the end of his brow, stopped there, and looked into his eyes: "Okay."
Xu Yanfeng held her hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it hard, then let go, picked up the phone on the table, and tapped a few times with his fingertips. Xia Xi wanted to know what he was doing, so she tilted her head slightly and looked at his phone screen.
He was looking at the calendar. This was something Xia Xi hadn't expected. He was so particular about this?
Xu Yanfeng was looking for an auspicious date in the near future when he suddenly noticed a special date: August 22, the seventh day of the seventh lunar month. "Chinese Valentine's Day is coming soon. Should we get our marriage certificate on that day?"
Xia Xi's smile deepened, and she kindly reminded him, "As far as I know, on days like Valentine's Day, May 20th, and Chinese Valentine's Day, there are a lot of people getting marriage certificates."
"real?"
"Haven't you read the news? Some people go to the Civil Affairs Bureau early to queue up on special holidays, or even the night before," said Xia Xi.
Xu Yanfeng looked at the calendar again, but he couldn't find a more suitable day than Qixi Festival: "How about that day?"
Xia Xi found his frowning and troubled expression quite amusing. She feared he'd never been this troubled even when signing a multi-million dollar contract. She ate a piece of the crisp, sweet watermelon and said the same two words, "Okay."
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