Arranged marriages

Although he doesn't want to admit it, He Yiming is a bit of a mother. Even if he has to chat with Ms. Li eight hundred times a day, and Ms. Li wants to take him out to buy vegetables, he will still follow him, just like when Ms. Li was walking when she was a child. It's like tying a rope to him. The rope is invisible now, but it still exists.

Wen Zhaofei was speechless: "...Is that why you brought me out together?"

"The New Year's Eve dinner, you should participate anyway." He Yiming insisted, "This is the New Year's Eve dinner!"

Wen Zhaofei was even more speechless: "...But I also cook."

The only two people in the family who do nothing - He Yiming, and He Yiming's father.He Yiming is a purely know-it-all, serious kitchen killer, an existence who would be expelled immediately even if he strikes.Because He Yiming's father had to go back to He Yiming's grandparents' house in the second half of the day, and he was not at home, he only came back at night for the New Year's Eve dinner.

He Yiming who was condemned: "..."

The young lover walked behind Ms. Li. Ms. Li was studying the meat in the freezer. She looked at the meat and suddenly called out to Wen Zhaofei: "Fei Fei, you should eat chicken wings or chicken legs."

Wen Zhaofei was called out unexpectedly, stunned for a moment, and replied, "Mom, I can do anything."

Ms. Li didn't turn her head, but simply muttered: "This meat, tsk tsk, is red, it looks like it's been in the freezer for a long time, don't worry..."

He Yiming took out a bag of potato chips from the trolley, and stood in front of the two of them. Before Ms. Li noticed, he kissed Wen Zhaofei lightly.

Wen Zhaofei was caught off guard again, his eyes widened, immersed in the aftertaste of shock, and Ms. Li turned around in time: "Huh? Do you still want to eat beef?"

He Yiming said naturally and appropriately: "I don't really want to eat, where is Wen Zhaofei?"

The guilty Wen Zhaofei even started to stutter: "Uh... I can do anything."

Ms. Li glanced suspiciously at the faces of the two men, but the crime scene had been cleaned up, the potato chips were thrown into the cart, and no matter how clever the detective was, he couldn't go back in time, so he couldn't draw a conclusion.

Ms. Li turned around again, and He Yiming approached Wen Zhaofei as if asking for credit: "I like my boyfriend so much."

Wen Zhaofei pushed his face away, and became angry from embarrassment: "You don't want to like it anymore, just crawl."

So He Yiming really smiled and stood a little further away from Wen Zhaofei, bowed his body lazily pushing the cart and followed behind them.

When Ms. Li turned her head and saw He Yiming's figure, she burst into anger: "Can you walk well?"

But she criticizes He Yiming every day for sitting at home, not sitting or standing, and she hasn't seen He Yiming change.

Not knowing what he was busy with, Wen Zhaofei was also very helpless.

The dinner was at He's house, and this was the first time that the two of them really sat together for a reunion dinner. Ms. Li began to feel that the fate was destined, and said: "Hey, at that time I gave two children He horoscope, saying that Feifei must obtain the certificate as soon as possible in order to escape the doomed catastrophe, so I was very nervous at the time, and I took Juanjuan to City S immediately, and now I see that what the sorceress said is really reasonable, Feifei is really safe after that nothing……"

He Yiming and Wen Zhaofei looked at each other, and saw the four characters "Speechless" and "Forget it" in each other's eyes.

Wen Zhaofei was relatively restrained, and because he was all elders, he didn't express any opinions.He Yiming was different, he just wanted to expose Ms. Li: "If nothing happened, maybe that magic stick is trying to deceive you...... How much did you spend?"

"Not much, 880." Ms. Li said, "It's better to believe it than to believe it."

He Yiming, who believes in socialism, complained: "...I see that you are easy to cheat because you are stupid and rich."

Ms. Li was so angry that she kicked He Yiming under the round table. When the toe of the high-heeled shoe kicked someone, the pressure area was small and the pressure was strong, so it was extremely painful. He Yiming grinned.

Wen Zhaofei covered his mouth with his hand, couldn't help it, turned his head and smiled, but felt that it was not good for him to gloat like this, so he reached out his hand under the table and touched He Yiming's hand to express his comfort.

Fireworks are going to be set off during the New Year, but in the past few years, City N has issued a clear regulation that setting off fireworks and firecrackers is not allowed in the urban area, so I have to look at the firecrackers in the distance.Chen Jianlin went back to the countryside, this time it was their "country folks"' turn to show off the fireworks to the dog lovers, he called He Yiming in the same way, He Yiming didn't even need to think about it, he knew what was going on in Chen Jianlin's mind, his eyes were sharp and his hands were quick hang up.

It's just that Wen Zhaofei is kind-hearted, in order to get through Chen Jianlin's harassing calls, he hung up the video call of He Yiming who was just across the wall, and He Yiming was so angry that he beat his chest and stamped his feet.

He Yiming suddenly couldn't see his partner in the room, and angrily sent eighteen different emojis to scold Chen Jianlin for being ignorant of current affairs. After thinking about it, he decided to climb over the wall to see Wen Zhaofei.

There is a saying that if Mount Fuji cannot come, then he will go there by himself. *

He is no more agile than when he was in high school. He sits in an office all the year round, and his old arms and legs can cramp when he climbs over the wall. He grinned and rubbed his arms. Just as he was about to knock on the glass door of Wen Zhaofei's bedroom, he heard Chen Jianlin and Wen Zhaofei rustling inside. voice of speech.

The anger went up in a flash.

He Yiming felt that the way he knocked on the door now must be very similar to Aunt Xue, embarrassed and funny.

Wen Zhaofei opened the curtains in the room, saw He Yiming with a strange expression, laughed out loud, opened the glass door for him, and let him in: "What are you doing here? Why don't you go through the main entrance?"

"Not good." He Yiming explained, "It's past eleven o'clock, my mother and your mother must have rested, it's better not to disturb them."

On the other end, Chen Jianlin held two fairy wands, happily waved them on the small screen of the mobile phone, and shouted: "Happy New Year's Eve, He Yiming!"

He Yiming turned dark when he saw him: "I'm not happy, I order you to hang up the phone quickly, don't disturb my relationship." Then he hung up on Wen Zhaofei's behalf on his own initiative.

Wen Zhaofei was dissatisfied: "What are you doing?"

"Why didn't you say what good deeds you did!" He Yiming was furious, "Would you rather call that single dog than see your partner?"

Wen Zhaofei thought it was funny: "But we are together all day long."

"I don't care." He Yiming took off his coat, hugged Wen Zhaofei who was wearing fleece pajamas from behind, and put his chin on his shoulder, "No, you can only play with me."

"How old are you?" Wen Zhaofei was puzzled, but he didn't push He Yiming's hand away, "Three years old this year?"

"Yes, it's three years old." He Yiming didn't deny it, he glanced at the clock hanging in Wen Zhaofei's room, and found that it was almost twelve o'clock, "Wait, put on some clothes and stand on the balcony and wait for me .”

He was wearing a white turtleneck sweater today, Wen Zhaofei was still wondering what He Yiming was going to do again, when he saw the white figure turned back to his own room, took out a ladder from the room, and climbed down from the second floor.

The two rooms are directly facing the small garden, which is usually taken care of by He Yiming's father, because it is winter, there are only round bushes left, and it is now bare.

He Yiming took out a few fairy sticks from under a round bush, then took out a lighter from his pocket, and lit it.The small dark garden was instantly lit up, and He Yiming's face was reflected at the same time.Wen Zhaofei asked, "Can I come down?"

He Yiming shook his head and made several gestures, telling him not to come down yet.Then a row of fairy wands were lit, inserted into the empty soil, and inserted...a heart shape.

Wen Zhaofei laughed so hard that he wanted to die. He thought it was unimaginable how He Yiming could get to such a low level. It seemed that the road to aesthetic education in our country was long and difficult, but he couldn't help but feel that he really wanted to make me happy.

I don't know when He Yiming hid the fairy stick in the small garden downstairs, maybe it was when he finished shopping in the supermarket.

After thinking about it, Wen Zhaofei went back to the room, found a set of not-so-clean clothes to put on, first turned to He Yiming's room next door, and then climbed down from the soft ladder arranged by He Yiming, He Yiming caught him below, and then kept persuading him to make a wish .

To be honest, he doesn't like making wishes very much recently. Recently, he ate a lot of sweet cakes, blew out a lot of bright candles, and watched a lot of beautiful fireworks. It doesn't matter whether the wishes come true or not.He was a little afraid that the gods would find him annoying.

How can someone make the same wish all day long?

Forget it, couldn't bear He Yiming's hospitality, Wen Zhaofei closed his eyes, and made a random wish:

May the boy you love stay by your side forever. **

Wen Zhaofei had seriously thought about which wedding song to choose, and then chose "The Yellow Gate", but it was a pity that it was not played in the end.

It's not that far away for dreams to come true. Life has never been like a paradise, and it can be created by me. **

He approached He Yiming, only to find that the sleeves of his white sweater were already dirty, he pinched He Yiming's cuffs in a funny but helpless way, and reminded him: "Here, remember to wash your clothes."

He Yiming pretended to be stupid, smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and handed him two fairy sticks: "Do you want to play? I bought an extra dozen... You were telling me yesterday that city n can't set off fireworks. It's a pity." , but I have no choice but to buy this, to make you happy, it’s better than nothing.”

"Okay." Wen Zhaofei smiled with his eyes bent, and lit a dozen fairy wands in his hand. At the last bright moment when the fairy wands were about to disappear, he asked He Yiming: "Do you want to remarry? Let's remarry tomorrow."

He used to be afraid that He Yiming never liked him, worried that he would be hurt again, even if He Yiming confessed, he still insisted on falling in love again instead of remarrying, but now what is there to worry about?Someone foolishly bought a bag of fireworks, hid them under the bushes, and gave them to him as a surprise.

He thought, even if he wanted a bag of crescent moons tomorrow, He Yiming would find a ladder and climb up to the sky to pick them up for him.

Wen Zhaofei was sure enough that at this moment, he was not acting on a whim.

He Yiming suddenly froze holding the firework stick.

So Wen Zhaofei began to explain his thoughts in detail: "Today is the first day of the twelfth lunar month, and the Civil Affairs Bureau goes to work on the seventh day of the new year. Don't tell me that you didn't bring important documents home...but it's okay, we two It's not too troublesome to drive to pick it up... what date is the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, hey, it's February [-]th!"

"Let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to remarry, and then go buy a cake to celebrate your birthday!" Wen Zhaofei shook He Yiming's shoulder, "From now on, it will be fun to celebrate your wedding anniversary with your birthday."

"Wait a minute." He Yiming said, "I'm a little confused when it's over. Are you really remarried? No, shouldn't we have a new wedding? I'm not ready this time..."

"Which wedding are you ready for?" Wen Zhaofei complained, "It's not important, get the certificate first, then we will pool our annual leave later, and then go to any country to do it again, just your wedding with me, no relatives or friends. In terms of location, green land in New Zealand, or an ancient castle in Western Europe, what do you think?"

There are still many unfinished visions and plans, but this time it is not planned by one person, and someone will accompany him. The wedding photo will be retaken, and the set and wedding company can be re-selected, what wedding plan to choose, what kind of flowers to use, What kind of suit to wear can be discussed, so it doesn't matter.

He Yiming threw down the burnt firework stick, hugged the man into his arms, as if rubbing the man into his body so hard.

This time he heard He Yiming's answer, which was no longer sloppy, concise, clear, and resonant:

"Okay... I do."

"And, it seems that I have never told you... It seems that I have liked you for a long time, since high school... But it is not important, I can still like you for a long time, even if I quarrel with you, I am very happy."

When he said this in Wen Zhaofei's ear, he was so nervous that his voice trembled.

"Bah, bah, bah." Wen Zhaofei smiled, "Don't quarrel... But, shouldn't you be honest with me about something?"

The author says:

*Search for the details of Mount Fuji theory by myself, and make complaints about it quietly. I feel that this thing has been abused by me infinitely since I started writing it in junior high school...

**From Joey Yung's "The Yellow Gate"

I said don’t worry about reading this article, the unexplained suspense is in the back, what you find strange, either you missed the details of the previous article, or it’s in the back.The angle of view is always changing according to the plot. When writing about Wen, I can’t write about He’s feelings.

Don't spout, my temper is really bad, I'm super fierce!