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Song Xiaojuan paused. Zhao Guomin was also stunned after he finished speaking, and quickly let go of her hand and said, "I mean, if you need anything in the future, come to me."
Song Xiaojuan cleared her throat and said, "Oh...thank you. I'll return the dishes to you after I finish washing them."
"No rush... I'm leaving first, you can rest."
Only after hearing the sound of Zhao Guomin closing the door did Song Xiaojuan sit down and pat her accelerated heartbeat.
Zhao Guomin had feelings for her, right? Otherwise, why was he so flustered? But if he had feelings for her, why did he hide when they kissed that day?
And what happened in the parking lot? Song Xiaojuan went home and studied the video, and no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a live broadcast. Could Zhao Guomin be bisexual?
Song Xiaojuan fell asleep with a head full of questions.
The next morning, Zhao Guozhu said he was going to the station to pick someone up, but Zhao Guomin ignored him.
He came back in more than half an hour, with a young girl following him. Zhao Guomin frowned and said nothing, wanting to see what he was going to do.
As soon as Zhao Guozhu entered the store, he said, "Old Four, hurry up and get up. Look who's here."
"Zhao Guomin, do you still remember me? I'm Tan Qing." The young girl greeted with a smile.
Zhao Guomin did recognize this girl. She was his original body's junior high school classmate. He said indifferently, "Remember, are you here for business?"
Tan Qing looked at Zhao Guozhu with a choked expression.
"Old Four! Tan Qing came to see you specially. You old classmates should have a good chat. I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes." Zhao Guozhu said and left.
Even though Zhao Guomin was furious, he had no reason to vent his anger on an outsider: "My place is small, please sit wherever you want. Do you have anything to do with me?"
Tan Qing is a very generous girl. If she was more introverted, she would have left long ago after hearing what Zhao Guomin said, and would not even take the initiative to come to the county to find him.
"Well, there's something. I want to ask you why you didn't write to me later?" Tan Qing looked at Zhao Guomin with a smile.
Zhao Guomin cursed inwardly, "Fuck you!" He had previously written letters to that girl. How could he explain this? "Oh, I got busy later. Besides, writing letters all the time will lead to misunderstandings and reflect badly on you."
"My family has been arranging blind dates for me in the past few years, but I refused every one of them. I wanted to wait for you to come back from college." Tan Qing kept playing the straight game.
It was the first time that Zhao Guomin had seen someone speak so directly, and he didn't beat around the bush: "I have a partner and am planning to get married. If my letter has caused you to misunderstand, I apologize." What else could he do? He had to pay for his sins himself.
Although Tan Qing has a generous personality, she is a girl after all, and she still feels embarrassed when someone says this to her face.
"Oh... well, I wish you all the best. Brother Guozhu didn't tell me that you have a partner, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come. I'm leaving first." He stood up hurriedly and was about to leave.
At this time, Zhao Guozhu came back on time: "Hey, Tan Qing, where are you going? Did you finish talking so quickly? Let's go home, my mother has prepared all the dishes for you."
"No, I just happen to have something to do. Let's eat another day." He left without waiting for Zhao Guozhu to say anything.
Zhao Guozhu turned around and saw Zhao Guomin's face was as cold as ice: "What did you say to that person? You scared him away."
Zhao Guomin had been suppressing his anger, but when he saw Zhao Guozhu coming back, he couldn't hold back his anger any longer: "You take the old lady back today!"
"You don't have to chase me away! I'll leave tomorrow." Zhao Guozhu was also a little angry.
"Don't do this kind of pimping for me anymore!"
"I'm doing this for your own good. You'll be 25 next year. Look at all the kids your age in the village. You've been staying in this county and nothing has happened to you. We in the village can't hold our heads up! People who don't know will think there's something wrong with you!" Zhao Guozhu hid his selfish motives tightly.
Zhao Guomin looked at Zhao Guozhu and sneered, then glanced at him meaningfully: "I remember you said that Tan Qing's uncle is the town party secretary."
Zhao Guozhu scratched his hair: "That's a coincidence!"
Zhao Guomin looked at him without saying anything. The first thing he did when he got home in the evening was to look for Song Xiaojuan.
Song Xiaojuan was bending over to wash her hair when she heard someone open the door. She looked up and saw the shampoo foam running down her forehead into her eyes. "It's in my eyes! Quick, get me some clean water!"
Zhao Guomin: "..."
When she finished showering and went into the house, Zhao Guomin had fallen asleep on her sofa. Song Xiaojuan saw that he looked a little tired and guessed that his mother and the others had not slept well.
Zhao Guomin wasn't really asleep. He knew it when Song Xiaojuan came in: "Are you planning to get married?"
Song Xiaojuan paused while wiping her hair and looked back at him: "Why are you asking this suddenly?"
Zhao Guomin pursed his lips and said, "If you don't plan to be single in this life, why don't we get married? We know each other well anyway."
Song Xiaojuan wanted to refute. She didn't understand Zhao Guomin, but she understood his sexual orientation until now. She wanted to ask but felt it was difficult to say it out loud.
Getting married was something she had never thought about before. She felt that the man was unreliable. But it was different with Zhao Guomin. There was no stage of dating between them. It was more like living together.
If you don't love someone, you won't be afraid of betrayal. You still have your career. And he's right about one thing, they know each other well. It's not that she doesn't even know Zhao Guomin's preferences.
"Um, do you like girls?" Song Xiaojuan gritted her teeth and asked.
Zhao Guomin has always wondered what's going on in Song Xiaojuan's head: "Male, but likes women!"
"Then why were you and Ruijie doing this...that in the car?" Song Xiaojuan muttered the latter part in a low voice.
Zhao Guomin frowned slightly: "He is my client!"
Song Xiaojuan didn't need to ask what was said next. It seemed that she had misunderstood at the beginning.
"Why are you so anxious to get married all of a sudden?"
Zhao Guomin leaned back on the sofa and said, "Blind dates are so annoying."
Song Xiaojuan laughed and said, "You can rest assured that we can get married, but for me, there's no benefit other than changing my identity!"
Zhao Guomin stared at Song Xiaojuan for a long moment before scoffing, "Just tell me, what are your conditions?"
Song Xiaojuan giggled and sat down next to him. "Then I'll be frank. You know I'm still buying cosmetics for you, right? All my money is used up on this. It's a bit difficult to get more funds... I need your support."
"How many."
Song Xiaojuan raised her index finger: "One thousand."
Zhao Guomin looked at her in silence for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "Let's get the marriage certificate tomorrow."
"So soon? How could your mother agree?"
Zhao Guomin didn't answer her question, leaving Song Xiaojuan with a strong back.
Zhao Guomin did what he said and took Song Xiaojuan to the Civil Affairs Bureau the next day. When they came out, Song Xiaojuan was still a little confused.
After getting the certificate, the two went their separate ways, without any excitement at all.
When I returned home in the evening, Zhao Guomin was already waiting at the door.
"what?"
"move place."
"Isn't it so soon...? Your mother and the others left?" Song Xiaojuan asked while blocking the door.
"Well, open the door."
Song Xiaojuan: "Well, my house hasn't expired yet. It would be such a waste to leave it empty...ah haha."
"Song Xiaojuan, what are you afraid of? Am I going to eat you?" Zhao Guomin's expression was a bit intriguing.
"Ha! I'm just kidding. I'm not afraid of anything. I just think it's a waste to leave the house empty."
"Then move."
Song Xiaojuan always felt that she was being led by Zhao Guomin, but she couldn't refute anything.
Looking at Zhao Guomin lying on the head of the kang, Song Xiaojuan slowly moved over and lay down carefully.
Zhao Guomin tutted his words: "Where was the courage of your relatives that day?"
"I kissed that day..." Song Xiaojuan suddenly remembered something when she was halfway through her sentence.
Her face flushed red, and she sat up: "I didn't mean to do that that day. Who wanted to kiss you? I was dizzy because of low blood pressure."
Zhao Guomin turned over and uttered a muffled "oh" with his face facing the wall.
Song Xiaojuan felt that he didn't believe her and his attitude was too perfunctory, so she stepped forward and pulled his arm: "Get up! I must defend my innocence."
Zhao Guomin sat up and turned on the light, whispering, "If you keep making trouble, you won't be able to sleep tonight."
Zhao Guomin was not wearing pajamas, revealing his upper body with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, without a single piece of excess fat. Song Xiaojuan swallowed unconsciously.
Zhao Guomin looked at Song Xiaojuan coldly and pulled up the quilt.
Song Xiaojuan pursed her lips and stared at Zhao Guomin with innocent eyes: "What are you doing? Who are you guarding against?"
Zhao Guomin didn't bother to say anything. He nodded at Song Xiaojuan, implying that she didn't understand. "Is this what you've been arguing about for so long?"
"I meant that I didn't want to kiss you that day. I just had low blood pressure and my mind was a little confused. You... don't misunderstand me." Song Xiaojuan said while touching her nose.
Zhao Guomin nodded and looked at Song Xiaojuan with a smile: "I believe you, don't panic."
"I... why am I panicking? This is really interesting."
Zhao Guomin didn't answer her, turned off the light and lay down again.
Song Xiaojuan tossed and turned, unable to sleep, her mind in a mess.
Zhao Guomin suddenly turned over, pulled Song Xiaojuan over, and turned over with half of his body pressing over her.
Song Xiaojuan was so frightened that she forgot to scream. Although she couldn't see anything with the lights off, her heartbeat couldn't lie: "You...what are you doing?"
"What do you think we can do in the middle of the night?" Zhao Guomin's breath went in and out beside her ear.
Song Xiaojuan wanted to dodge away, she felt a little itchy.
She thought about it, but she didn't move. How long had it been since she last touched a man? It seemed like a long time.
So why should I hide away? Zhao Guomin is paying back his debt.
Song Xiaojuan waited for a long time but Zhao Guomin didn't move. What does this mean?
Wait for her to move on her own?
Before Song Xiaojuan could finish her thoughts, Zhao Guomin turned over and went to sleep.
Song Xiaojuan: “…”
He must be seriously ill!
Song Xiaojuan fell asleep in anger.
Song Xiaojuan was woken up in the morning by the urge to urinate. She resisted the thought of going to the toilet.
Everyone shares one toilet, so if you go late you just have to hold it in.
Song Xiaojuan usually gets up early, but she overslept today. When she got there, there was already someone inside.
As soon as we talked, I found out that it was the door next door. I had to wait and see.
Sure enough, he kept lingering inside and refused to come out. Song Xiaojuan knew he was doing it on purpose but couldn't pull him out.
When he returned to the room with a sullen face, Zhao Guomin had already gotten up and was washing his face. Seeing Song Xiaojuan's angry look, he asked a question.
Zhao Guomin also resisted going to the toilet: "I have nothing to do today, so I'll go look at real estate and buy a second-hand one to live in."
Song Xiaojuan has been here for so long but has never thought about buying a house. She is determined that she will not stay here for long.
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