Chapter 10: The pain of being obsessed with love
Fu Yu also received a notice to meet his parents, and they talked about it when they were sending Tang Ke to work.
The relatives of the blind date turned out to be the relatives of the in-laws. What else could the in-laws talk about when they meet? Nothing more than assessing the couple's character and testing the waters about the dowry. Eating is a small matter; the big deal is if they can't fool the couple anymore and have to make it real, arm in arm, no, hand in hand, to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the marriage certificate. That's a big deal, Tang Ke said.
"If that day really comes, what do you think?" Fu Yu asked.
Tang Ke puffed up her face. She was already undecided, and now it became even more confusing. She shook her head silently at him, indicating that she was very confused.
Fu Yu felt that some things would be too late if they were not said now, and they had to be said before the two families had dinner. If his ideas could give her some insights, it would be a good deed.
"I'm not opposed to getting a marriage certificate. You also said that you can still divorce after marriage. For me, getting a marriage certificate is just another legal relationship, but for them, it's a benchmark for starting a family. To be honest, on the one hand, I don't plan to end up alone. I definitely envision marrying someone, but on the other hand, I don't have many fantasies about who that person will be. It's hard to find the right person through such a half-hearted blind date. You're the only one I'm relatively compatible with."
He rarely discussed serious topics, and the glasses on his nose seemed to add a touch of the scholarly air of the MIT library. Tang Ke licked his teeth, feeling for a moment that his light was too bright, almost blinding.
"So what you mean?" she asked.
"I mean, when the day comes to get the marriage certificate, I have no objection."
Tang Ke was still a little hesitant and grumbled dissatisfiedly: "But don't you think it's a waste..."
"What waste?"
"Just..." Tang Ke couldn't say it.
Fu Yu glanced at her watch and saw that it was still some time before her work start time, so she slowed down the car.
"Of course, if you don't want to get the marriage certificate, no one can force you, and I can continue to cooperate."
"No, I don't." Tang Ke denied.
"Oh, that means you don't want to get married with me." The bookish air turned into a little heart and broke into pieces on the ground.
"Not really." Tang Ke quickly denied it again, "I just feel... after getting the marriage certificate, the atmosphere will be weird when we're together. You know, I don't like that. We're good friends, but getting married would ruin it."
Fu Yu glanced at her and said, "Better than having a husband and still wanting to play with me, right?"
Tang Ke hissed, "But I don't like playing with my husband."
"Why don't you like playing with your husband?"
"I don't trust him."
"There's already a trust crisis before we even get married. Does your husband know about this?"
"He doesn't know. He only told you. Please don't tell my husband."
The more I talk, the less it makes sense.
Fu Yu just drove to the door of her workplace. He turned around, pushed his glasses up his nose, and asked, "So what is our relationship now?"
"The relationship between those who serve the people and the people." Tang Ke got out of the car and saluted him. "Goodbye, people."
“…”
Unconsciously leading serious conversations into abstract performance art was a habit Tang Ke couldn't break. Although she often viewed it as a rare talent, at certain moments, it was indeed a bad habit. She hurried to the office, unwilling to think too much, yet unable to control her thinking.
Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. It seems too late for her to retreat back to the boundaries of friendship.
During work, she tried to focus on her work as much as possible and think less about Fu Yu. However, when she received his message, she couldn't help but open the lid and eat it immediately.
Null: "I've thought about it, and I think I understand what you're worried about."
"A marriage certificate is dead, but people are alive. How we are now will remain the same after we get married. Nothing will change."
"If you want me to be a decoration, then I am a decoration."
"If you want to play with me, then we can still be friends."
"This is just my opinion, don't stress too much."
Tank: "So talented, he wrote a seven-character quatrain."
Tang Ke instinctively avoided the question, but in reality, he was not as calm as his words suggested. Wei, what should she decide?
Null: "Playing the Lute to a Cow.jpg"
Tank: "Okay, you're right. I'm really worried that I won't be able to play with you after we get the marriage certificate."
"They say a man becomes a different person after marriage. I have a very good impression of you and I don't want it to be shattered."
"The pain of clinging to all love.jpg"
Null: "It's already broken, there's no way you can get married to them."
Tank: “That’s the truth.”
Null: "And destruction is based on expectations. Do you have particularly high expectations of me?"
Tank: “No.”
Null: "That's it."
Tank: "Let me think about it."
Null: "Bring you to glory within a week"
Tank: "Interesting. Tell me more."
Null: "I'll pick you up and drop you off at get off work regardless of weather conditions, I'll be there to help you scold the bad guys with my silver tongue, I'll win tickets for you, and I'll be there to pick up packages on call."
Tank: "Anything else?"
Null: "I stole someone else's emoji and sent it to you."
Tank: "Okay, Jiefen."
Null: "/handshake/handshake/handshake"
Tang Ke agreed without thinking. Thinking about it from another perspective, she had lived for so many years by taking one step at a time, so she wasn't afraid of ruining a marriage. Don't say that perfect men can't appear in the third dimension, and neither can perfect women. Just be yourself.
After talking it out, Tang Ke's spirits returned to normal. He continued to chat with Fu Yu every morning and make appointments with her in the evening. As he said, even if they decided to get married, their way of getting along would not change.
The two families met for dinner on Saturday night, booking a private room at Sanxi Bridge's most prestigious hotel. It was quite a grand affair. Six people from the women's side, four from the men's side, gathered around a large round table, introducing each other. The social etiquette flowed around this large round table, and the drinks and toothpick boxes were also busy.
As the hero and heroine of this marriage drama, Tang Ke and Fu Yu naturally sat together. When elders meet for the first time, their conversation typically begins with Pangu's creation of the universe. They smile and exchange pleasantries, whispering to each other privately. In another scene, they might hear someone say, "Those two troublemakers in the back row who are deserting their posts, stand up!"
"Your brother is so handsome. College students are just different." Tang Ke whispered.
The first time she saw Fu Yu's brother, she felt a strong aura of youthful vigor. He had a permed hair, wore trendy brands, and put a lot of thought into his appearance. It was obvious that he was a pure, natural soul who had never worked.
"Then you haven't seen him ask me for money." Fu Yu glanced at his brother coldly. Everything the little brat ate and used came from his pocket.
"Ah? How can he spend your money? That's not allowed." Tang Ke stood on the side of his fiancé. The man who gives money to spend is the most handsome.
She looked at her brother-in-law again. He felt her gaze and stood up tactfully to toast his sister-in-law.
"Well..." Tang Ke finished drinking the water and sat down, touching Fu Yu's forearm. If nothing unexpected happened, he would switch sides again. "The child needs money, so give him some if you can."
Fu Yu narrowed his eyes, "I think you need to download a national anti-fraud app."
"Sometimes I think you're a very serious person."
The two of them chatting intimately was seen by everyone as a symbol of a good relationship. Although this seems to be putting the cart before the horse, it is undeniable that a good relationship can add icing on the cake to a marriage, especially in such a punctual marriage, and the two mothers were inexplicably relieved.
Dong Ci gave birth to Tang Ke late, with a ten-year age gap between her first and second child. She feared Tang Ke would suffer from malnutrition, intellectual impairment, and so on, so she devoted herself to raising him from childhood, enrolling him in cram school, paying for training, finding a school, teachers, choosing a university, finding a job, and even now, finding a husband. Compared to other mothers, she seemed to age faster, afraid of being too late, even if she wasn't sure what that meant.
Qiu Yanfang gave birth to Fu Yu early, becoming pregnant unexpectedly. Knowing nothing about being a first-time mother, she let him do whatever he wanted for a few years. Only when she saw the gap between her and her peers did she belatedly try to catch up. However, her son had already developed a habit of being left alone, showing no signs of worry. Even in his late twenties, he still stayed in his room playing games, which made her feel ashamed among other mothers of the same generation.
This is great! Now my daughter has a family and has more people to rely on besides her parents, Dong Ci thought.
Great! Now my son has a wife and has other hobbies besides playing crappy games, Qiu Yanfang thought.
After both parties had a rough understanding of their family situation, occupation, economic foundation and other objective conditions, it was time for the subjective test. Both mothers were worried that their children would say something shocking, so they answered any questions they could on their behalf.
Tang and Fu both realized something. When they were little, they had also acted as a substitute for the doctor. They looked at each other and their eyes met.
It was truly moving and moving. Tang Ke sighed and grieved.
It was quite moving. Fu Yu nodded.
Are you being filial? Tang Ke blinked.
Fu Yu blinked back, then stood up and took the initiative to pick up some food and pour water for his mother.
Qiu Yanfang pinched his arm and said in a low voice, "What's the point of you pouring it for me? Pour it for her mother!"
Fu Yu: "Oh."
He would agree to anything to save his arm.
"Mom, it's really not easy for you." Tang Ke was about to act out the role of loving mother and filial daughter when another pair of hands appeared carrying a pot of water.
"Auntie, let me pour you a glass of water." Fu Yu became even more convinced that he had the talent to be a Haidilao employee.
"Okay, thank you." Dong Ci handed over the cup.
Tang Ke's left eyelid twitched, and as he leaned over, he ventriloquized, "You poured it for my mother, what should I pour?"
"There's another mother there, go ahead."
"What about sticking to the one-mother principle?"
"I don't care." Fu Yu whispered. He was too busy pretending to be good in front of his mother-in-law to think logically.
"That's it, right?"
Tang Ke turned the table, picked up another pot of water, and walked to his mother's seat along with his own cup. His light bangs were blown away by the wind, and he looked full of energy.
"Auntie, let me fill your glass as well and offer you a toast." Her tone was sweet and her face was pleasing. One couldn't have sounded that way without spending twenty years in officialdom.
"Hahaha, hello!" Qiu Yanfang happily clinked glasses with her future daughter-in-law.
Tang Ke walked to his father again and said, "Uncle, I'll offer you a glass of tea instead of wine."
"Hey hey good!"
Walking up to his brother-in-law, he said, "Brother, have another drink."
"Thank you, sister-in-law."
Seeing the intimacy between her daughter-in-law and herself, Qiu Yanfang was very happy. She particularly likes lively and cheerful children who have a lot of collagen.
"Your child is really sensible, unlike ours who is stupid and clueless. Fu Yu, go, you should also go and toast!" She ordered with a tone that first praised and then criticized.
Tang Ke returned to his seat, holding the kettle, his smile barely reaching his eyes. “No need. There are six of us in my family. If we toast him once, he’ll be drunk to death.”
The round table was filled with laughter. The fish in the soup had no idea that just one sentence could bring them back to life and allow them to feel the waves of the water again.
Tang Ke, handsome and dashing, brushed his bangs and winked at Fu Yu.
You feel very safe, kid, you are secretly happy, right? What is the little cotton-padded jacket in winter and the little pride of your parents? I am good at dealing with this kind of situation, there is no need to fight against fraud. It is only because of her sense of justice that she did not go to sell tea, what do you think.
"..." Fu Yu understood and silently drank a sip of the tea that should have killed him.
When her butt touched the chair, she seemed to be still unsatisfied, moving left and right and squeezing very actively.
Fu Yu crossed his arms on the table, leaned forward imperceptibly amidst the laughter, leaned close to her ear, and said, "If you go to the bathroom to play Candy Crush later, remember to take me with you."
If he wasn't afraid of breaking the tea girl's character, no, the little cotton-padded jacket's character, Tang Ke really wanted to whistle and pick his chin at him: You predicted this, young man.
She flicked her tongue, confidently rhyming like a rapper, "I guarantee it."
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