Chapter 179 Obtaining the Marriage Certificate
The day Wen Jiu proposed marriage, Zhou Yanchuan didn't say a word. Just as she was wondering what he was thinking, his lips were captured in a kiss.
She didn't get out of bed until noon the next day.
After visiting Li Yue, I went home and lay down on the bed.
She drifted off to sleep, and when she woke up, she found a small light on in the room, and Zhou Yanchuan was sitting by the bed watching her.
When she saw him, she paused for a few seconds, then propped herself up to sit up: "Why are you back? Have you eaten?"
“I’ve already eaten, no need to get up,” Zhou Yanchuan reached out to hug her. “I just came back to see you, and I’m going to see Grandma later.”
Wen Jiu leaned against him.
Neither of them spoke for a moment, and she let him hold her.
After a while,
"Did you take the anti-inflammatory medicine that was placed by your bedside this morning?" Zhou Yanchuan rubbed her waist and looked down to say, "It looks a little swollen."
"Um."
"Will you continue to pester me afterward?"
Wen Jiu's face felt hot.
He didn't actually intend to make things last that long last night, but she wanted it, so he became very persistent, and eventually it got out of control, and her crying was useless.
She wrapped her arms around his waist, biting her lip as she said, "Entanglement."
Zhou Yanchuan tightened his grip a little, and she laughed as she snuggled into his arms, then couldn't resist tilting her head up to kiss his lips.
As he gasped for breath, he whispered in her ear, "If you keep grinding, the medicine will be wasted."
"Then let's eat it again."
Zhou Yanchuan's eyes were deep and his gaze intense, clearly indicating that he had already fallen in love.
In the end, he just patted her on the butt and made her get off him: "Then what do I become?"
That afternoon they kissed for a long time. As he left, he leaned down and kissed her forehead again, his voice gentle: "I won't be back tonight. You get some rest. I'll take you to buy a ring tomorrow."
After Zhou Yanchuan left, Wen Jiu sat alone in the room for a long time, her mind filled with his parting words: "I'll take you to buy a ring tomorrow."
After she mentioned marriage yesterday, he didn't reply, and she thought he didn't want to get married anymore.
She gazed out the window, and a tear fell with a "plop" onto the back of her hand.
On this quiet afternoon, Wen Jiu finally brought her years of relationship to a perfect end.
*
On the eighth day of the lunar new year, Zhou Yanchuan took Wen Jiu to choose a ring. She couldn't wear the one she had last time to work, and he didn't want her to have an empty hand, so as soon as they left the hospital, he picked her up and took her to the store.
As Wen Jiu approached the counter, she immediately spotted a ring with a faint pink hue on the edge of the display window.
She turned to look at him.
He asked, "Do you like this one?"
"Um."
"Too small," Zhou Yanchuan commented casually.
“I can’t wear such a big one at work,” she said, glancing at him sideways.
Seeing the woman's coquettish expression, Zhou Yanchuan smiled and gestured for the salesperson to take it out for him to look at.
Wen Jiu stretched out her hand, staring expectantly at the hand the saleswoman was putting the ring on her finger.
Before he could even put it on, Zhou Yanchuan reached out and took it from him: "Let me do it."
His fingers were trembling, and he finally managed to put it on, and it fit perfectly.
"How about it?"
Wen Jiu raised his hand for him to see.
Zhou Yanchuan looked up.
Her fingers were slender and long, and the pinkish-white ring on them looked like a peach-pink rose.
Unsurprisingly—
"nice."
Wen Jiu also agreed, and said decisively, "Then let's take this one."
After saying that, he asked somewhat uncertainly, "Do you want to wear the men's version?"
He was on the phone when he heard this, and glanced at her: "What do you think?"
After saying that, he added, "If I don't wear it, who do you want to wear it with? Chen Yu?"
Wen Jiu: "..."
The men's ring face has no complicated carvings on the edge, only a very fine meander pattern near the base of the finger. When the fingertip is rubbed, you can feel a slight bump. It is silver-white and low-key to the point of being restrained, but it looks particularly high-quality when worn on his hand.
Wen Jiu reached out to take his hand, their fingers intertwined, their two rings pressed tightly together.
*
The two saleswomen stared at the departing man, still in a daze for a long time.
The momentum was too strong; I couldn't react in time.
They seem to have just received some important person and discovered something extraordinary.
That afternoon, Wen Jiu and Zhou Yanchuan went to the Civil Affairs Bureau together.
Before entering, Zhou Yanchuan asked one last time, "Are you really sure?"
"What?"
"Get the marriage certificate."
Wen Jiu clenched her fingers: "Have you thought it through?"
Zhou Yanchuan looked down at her, and after a long while, he spoke in a low voice: "I had already thought about it when I was seventeen."
Wen Jiu's nose suddenly stung with tears.
She could almost see the boy who had held her and cried back then, burying his head in her neck and asking, "Did you never intend to have a good relationship with me from the very beginning?"
She took his hand and stepped inside.
At the beginning of the new year, on the first day the Civil Affairs Bureau reopened, the two of them registered their marriage without telling any relatives or friends.
However, this also created an unusual legal relationship between them.
*
In the office, Lin Fan's expression was difficult to control, and it took him a while to find his voice: "Married?"
"Um."
"With whom?"
"My ex-boyfriend."
She blinked, thought for a while, and said, "Is it the one who picks you up every day?"
"Um."
Why so suddenly?
"I just felt the time was right."
Hearing this, Sun Jin couldn't help but ask, "Have you already registered your marriage?"
Wen Jiu nodded.
"What about the wedding?" the woman asked again.
She shook her head: "It hasn't been done yet."
When will it be held?
"I haven't asked him, so I'm not entirely sure yet."
Upon hearing this, Lin Fan felt that her sister Jiu Jiu had married into a wealthy family that, while rich, would subject her to many other forms of mistreatment.
I suddenly felt a strange, indescribable feeling, I didn't know if it was heartache or something else.
"You should ask about it. Getting married is a once-in-a-lifetime event; you can't just casually get the certificate and call it a day."
Looking at the concern from her younger sister, who was three years younger than her, Wen Jiu smiled and said, "Okay."
Lin Fan was momentarily dazzled by the smile on someone's lips. For some reason, she felt that her sister Jiu Jiu seemed very happy at that moment.
She stared blankly for a while, then couldn't help but ask, "Sister Jiu Jiu, do you really like your boyfriend—no, your husband?"
Wen Jiu's smile deepened at the girl's question: "If you don't like him, you won't marry him."
“Only your sister Jiujiu has the patience to answer you, even though you’re asking such trivial questions,” Sun Jin said to her.
Lin Fan pursed her lips; she just felt that her sister Jiu Jiu was more deeply involved in this relationship.
There wasn't even a wedding.
It's not good at all.
Unlike Lin Fan, who had a childlike mentality, Sun Jin knew that the man who could make the girl in front of her settle down must be quite good.
But I never imagined he would be such a capable person.
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