I also need to have a sex life, Mrs. Lu.
"I also need to have a sex life, Mrs. Lu."
5.
"Meng Lanjian, you really are... capable!"
Chongming swallowed the words "You've got guts" back down his throat. He was such a calm and composed person, and his temperament was so gentle, yet Meng Lanjian's mention of "Lu Dingyue" made him so angry that his lips were pressed into a thin line, as if he were gritting his teeth and enduring something.
Lan Jian stepped on the tiger's tail, but secretly rejoiced.
—Who told him to pretend so often, making people think he's a gentle and obedient pet? Who knows, maybe there's a wild beast lurking inside Chongming.
Lan Jian laughed heartily, his eyebrows and eyes particularly relaxed because of his frank smile, exuding a spirited vigor. "So I'm not the only one who has no choice in the matter. Then let's stop pretending to be pitiful for each other."
"It makes those who forced us to be together seem so superior," Lan Jian said, her smile growing more carefree. "Since you and your lover have already broken up, and I've obediently broken up as those people wished, then we—"
"See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, senior!"
After Lan Jian finished speaking to himself, he saw Chongming's increasingly gloomy face, suppressed the corners of his mouth that were about to split to his ears, strode past Chongming, and left the tea room.
Chongming stood there, watching Lanjian's hopping, rabbit-like back, and in a daze, he seemed to see a large, furry tail growing from her sacrum at the lower back.
The following morning at nine o'clock, the Yigeng District Civil Affairs Bureau welcomed its sixth couple from the north and south this year.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this will be the last couple in the near future.
The household registration center has an open-style window; one window handles marriage registration, and the next window handles divorce registration.
While waiting in line, Chongming and Lanjian saw a hot-tempered woman at the next window berate three young couples who wanted to file for divorce over trivial matters. After scolding the third couple, she pressed the pager, which displayed number 9. No one came forward, so she pressed it again impatiently. The announcement repeated: "VIPs with number nine, please proceed to window four to complete your business."
Lan Jian subconsciously turned her head to look at the wedding window, only to find that it was number two, not number three.
"Please proceed to window number two to complete your business, VIP with number six."
Chongming was the first to stand up. He was wearing a charcoal gray shirt under his dark coat. The lady at window number four was clearly not paying attention to the announcement next door. As soon as she saw him stand up, she called out, "Number nine, how many times have we called you!"
Lan Jian, standing behind him, chuckled, which only made the older woman more impatient. "If you don't want to divorce, then don't. What's with all this dragging on and messing around with the number plate? Does printing paper cost nothing?"
"Hello," Lan Jian poked his head out from behind Chongming and waved number six in his hand, "We're not number nine, we need to handle the business next door!"
She tilted her head mischievously, not at all like someone who was about to get married and become a bride.
Chongming, who was looking down at Lanjian with his head turned to the side, pulled the person in front of him and said, "Walk properly."
The marriage application required a lot of paperwork, and given Meng Lanjian's special status, the process was even more tedious, and the waiting time was quite long. During a moment of boredom, Lanjian and Chongming discussed the math problem she hadn't solved until yesterday.
"Senior, I'm still stuck on a bug in that homework question. Could you take a look at it for me when we get back?"
"Tell me what the problem is first. I don't remember giving you any difficult questions."
Lan Jian clicked his tongue in amazement; for someone as clever as Chongming, it was indeed no problem at all.
The two exchanged a brief conversation before the staff member interrupted them after photocopying the documents. After another round of filling out and signing documents, the staff member went back to photocopying the documents.
Just then, the woman next door, who had finished processing all the number plates, started to ask the young couple who were there to get their marriage certificate and were still chatting about their homework, "Are you both students?"
Yes, bad
"Not many." Seeing that Chongming didn't respond, Lan Jian could only give an ambiguous answer.
"It's wonderful that your campus romance has blossomed into a happy ending! Best wishes to you both!"
Lan Jian doesn't have the habit of eating sweets, and she didn't prepare any wedding candies, so she could only awkwardly smile and accept the blessings, "Thank you!"
After all the paperwork was completed, the staff politely asked the newlyweds, who seemed a little awkward but also had an inexplicable sense of harmony: "The new documents will take ten working days to complete. Will they be sent to the address on the wife's residence permit or the husband's registered address?"
According to the laws of the southern slopes, after a couple gets married, the southern spouse's passport will be renewed with a spouse section added, while the northern spouse's residence permit will be updated.
"Just send it to my registered address, thank you."
Chongming accepted the two marriage certificates, confirmed that the information was correct, and thanked them again.
In Beiluan, a marriage certificate is a small red booklet, while in Nanlu, it's more like a marriage certificate—a thin sheet of paper with a photo like a resume and blank spaces for pasting.
When Meng Lanjian saw the name "Lu Dingyue" in the spouse section, she glanced at the man walking beside her, a man both familiar and unfamiliar. Even more unfamiliar was the fact that he suddenly pulled a handful of heart-shaped GODIVA chocolates from his pocket and handed them to Lanjian.
"Old Lu prepared it, go and give it to him."
Then the staff at windows number two and four saw the pretty young lady turn around and run back from the center of the hall, stuffing a handful of chocolates into each window, saying, "I forgot to offer you some candy!"
Wow! Thank you! May you have a long and happy marriage!
"Your husband is so shy! He makes you, his wife, do it all yourself just to give him candy!" The eldest sister suddenly grabbed Lan Jian after receiving the candy and whispered, "Your man looks really handsome. Don't think that just because someone is so refined, he can't handle things. Let me give you a piece of advice: you need to act quickly!"
Lan Jian blinked her beautiful eyes, somewhat bewildered.
The older sister winked at her and said, "Happy wedding! May you be happy forever!"
The eldest sister emphasized the volume of the word "luck".
When Lan Jian, who had just understood, ran back to the parking lot, her face was still flushed.
"What's wrong?" Chongming looked away from Lan Jian's cheeks and glanced at his watch. "Should we go straight back to the lab, or should I take you back to your dorm to pack your things?"
Meng Lanjian originally lived in the graduate student dormitory at Nanjing University. It was a single room, which had no drawbacks except that the space was a bit cramped.
"Do we really need to live together?" Meng Lanjian asked boldly.
"A temporary secret marriage is acceptable, but to make it a marriage in name only is going too far."
As Chongming spoke, he pulled Meng Lanjian, who was walking familiarly toward the back door, back to him. Seeing her confused and slightly flustered expression, he suddenly found it extremely amusing. It was as if he was slowly retaliating against her arrogance from the previous day.
As he opened the passenger door and reached out to protect Meng Lanjian's head, he suddenly pressed his palm down.
A warm touch rested on Lan Jian's hair, and she saw Chongming's face drawing ever closer—
"I also need to have a sex life, Mrs. Lu."
At that moment, not a single romantic thought popped into Meng Lanjian's mind.
It was as if a bell guarding the border had been shaken hard, making a crisp "ding" sound that was both jarring and alarming.
In a sense, Meng Lanjian's marriage to the son of a major general in the Southern Army was a sacrifice for peace between the two regions. However, Chongming's casual remark, "Mrs. Lu," instantly revealed the warlike nature hidden deep within Meng Lanjian's bones.
The senior in the lab who constantly bossed her around, the senior who always gave her a sour look whenever she couldn't finish her homework, the senior who pretended to be gentle but actually seemed superior to everyone else...
The little devil guarding Meng Lanjian's heart removed the flag beside the bell and declared war—
"The territory has been invaded, and war has begun."
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