Didn't you say it's a fake marriage?

02/Chuqing

Yesterday was still heavy rain and the temperature dropped sharply, but today it was sunny and the temperature rose sharply.

The weather has indeed cleared up as Zheng Lijun said, and the sun at two or three o'clock in the afternoon is the most vicious.Wen Li drove home, took a shower and changed clothes, comfortably nestled on the sofa and played the air conditioner, and set off for the restaurant Cheng Mosheng had reserved at [-]:[-] pm.

On the way, Wen Yue received a call from Zheng Lijun, "Do you want to go out for a drink together tonight?" Zheng Lijun asked.

"No, there is a game tonight."

"With whom?" Zheng Lijun was unavoidably curious. Wen Yue's connection with the people around him had always been weak, and he didn't need to go out to socialize because of his work. When Wen Yue said that there was a problem at night, he couldn't help but ask a few more questions.

"Meet the parents."

Zheng Lijun fell silent again, until Wen Li got impatient and wanted to hang up the phone, he asked: "Have you really decided?"

"Otherwise?" Wen Li's voice was a little smiley, "Zheng Lijun, you have been abnormal since yesterday, what do mother-in-laws want to say? You have to know that sometimes friends don't last forever."

He was smiling when he spoke, but Zheng Lijun could hear a bit of coolness.

Wen Li, on the surface, is smiling, and his eyes are full of affection, but in fact, his heart is harder than anyone else, and his feelings will be broken when he says it, without any ambiguity.

Zheng Lijun knew this, but he still wanted to touch Wen Li's bad head: "Strictly take care of him..."

"I'm here, let's chat next time." Wen Li stopped Zheng Lijun from finishing his sentence, and quickly hung up the phone.

Zheng Lijun smiled wryly, Yan Gu used to be their mutual friend, but now it has become a topic that cannot be brought up.

After Wen Yue hung up the phone, he parked the car on the side of the street, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel erratically, and the temporary parking indicator light flashed and flashed, and the rattling sound made Wen Yue even more irritable.

After careful calculation, he and Yan Gu haven't seen each other for eight years.No phone calls, no text messages, this person has completely disappeared from Wen Li's life, but now because of Zheng Lijun, he has reappeared in his memory.

The best age meets the worst person, Wen Li thinks his luck is terrible.

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The time to arrive at the restaurant was 06:30, and Cheng Mosheng made an appointment at [-]:[-], Wen Li thought he was not too late, but he didn't expect Cheng's parents to be there when he opened the door of the private room.

The marriage between him and Cheng Mosheng was really random. Both parents failed to meet each other before receiving the certificate. Wen Li smiled apologetically at the two elders at the banquet: "Sorry, I'm late. My mother was told by the doctor because of her health. I can't walk around at will, so I can't be here today, please forgive me."

Cheng's mother smiled and replied: "Sit down, sit down, don't apologize, his father and I were in a hurry and came too early. We heard from Xiaomo that your mother is not in good health, and today I just want to have a meal with you , Let’s talk together.”

Wen Yue smiled back.

Halfway through the conversation, Cheng's mother asked him where he went to middle school. As soon as Wen Yue said "Yanghuai No. [-] Middle School", Cheng's mother smiled brightly, and patted Cheng's father's thigh and said, "Look, I was not mistaken."

"You know me?" Wen Li asked.

"I remember you participated in a competition when you were in middle school, and it was hosted by our Cheng family. I was very impressed that you won the first prize that year. That prize was unique that year and was specially set up for you."

Wen Li smiled: "You are too famous."

What Cheng's mother was talking about was probably the Youth Entrepreneurship Competition he participated in when he was 14 years old. He has no impression of this competition.That day he bought Yao Wenlan the most expensive skin care product in the general store. Yao Wenlan cried while holding the two cans of gadgets, and burned two meat dishes at night for the first time ever.

Cheng Mosheng was completely reduced to a background board at the dinner table, and he occasionally added a few words, other than that, Cheng's parents, Cheng's mother, and Wen Li asked and answered. The two nodded frequently, as if they were quite satisfied.Wen Li glanced at Cheng Mosheng from time to time to make sure that his nominal husband was still there. For some reason, the way Cheng's parents and mothers looked at him always gave Wen Li a feeling that the interviewer was looking at the interviewee.

The dinner ends at eight o'clock.

Cheng's father and Cheng's mother excused themselves to pay the bill and left first, giving the two young people who were about to enter the marriage hall some alone time to spend together.In fact, there is nothing to talk about between Wen Li and Cheng Mosheng. Cheng Mosheng said it was love at first sight to his parents. Cheng's father and Cheng's mother didn't know the existence of the one-year contract. If they knew, their attitude would not be so kind.

After all, Cheng Mosheng is now 35 years old, and his parents are worried about his marriage.Seeing that they are getting older, inserting a fake marriage at this time is not good news for any pair of parents.

Wen Li broke the silence first: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

It was just after eight o'clock, and Yao Wenlan was probably still awake. The restaurant and the hospital were on the way, so he could still visit her.I don't know if she had a good meal today. The auntie of the nurse said that her appetite had improved a few days ago, but in recent days she began to complain of stomach pains, and she vomited twice after eating, which was very painful.The doctor did not recommend hanging the nutrient solution, saying that it was too early for the final juncture.

"Where are you going now?" Cheng Mosheng asked.

"Go see my mother."

"Will Auntie be there on the wedding day?"

"No. I found someone to film the live broadcast for her to watch."

"Can I go with you to meet Auntie?"

Hearing this, Wen Li looked at Cheng Mosheng for two seconds, and smiled: "If you come, she will be very happy."

Just in case, Wen Li called the nurse first to make sure Yao Wenlan was still awake, and then made a video call with Yao Wenlan: "Mom, I will take Brother Sheng to see you later."

Wen Yue didn't avoid Cheng Mosheng, he would see him sooner or later.The woman at the other end of the video had a sickly, haggard look on her face, but there was a slight smile on her lips. Her thick black hair was mixed with white hairs. Even though the years had left marks on her face, she could still see She was an absolute beauty when she was young.

Cheng Mosheng looked at Wen Yue's face.

To be honest, Wen Li is also a beauty, but his facial features are not much similar to Yao Wenlan's, maybe he inherited more from his father.

"Really? That's great. Fortunately, I didn't sleep early enough today." A gentle voice came from the receiver.

Smell Oak heard some pantothenic acid in his nose.

The woman on the screen exudes softness, as if she is not the one who is dying of pain in the face of the illness. Wen Li knows that Yao Wenlan cannot sleep because of the pain every night, and the nurse is by her side, listening to her biting Ya was tossing and turning on the bed alone, but didn't say a word.

Wen Li has never seen his father since he was a child, and the only impression of him is a photo that Yao Wenlan stuffed in a drawer.It's too old. When Wen Li took Yao Wenlan to move a few years ago, he found the photo from the drawer. The white background of the photo had turned yellow.Even so, Yao Wenlan still regarded it as a treasure, and carefully put it in his close pocket.

Wen Li once hated Yao Wenlan for being weak and dedicated, hanging on a man all his life. When he was young, he and Yao Wenlan lived in a garage of less than [-] square meters. When he turned around at night, he could see her crying alone.He asked her why she was crying, but she said she didn't cry, and coaxed him to buy him cotton candy tomorrow.

The evening wind in July carries a dry heat, and the night in Kyoto also has a high temperature of 35°C.On the way to the hospital, Cheng Mosheng was driving the car. Wen Yue turned the air conditioner in the car to the highest gear, and sitting in the co-pilot, he was instantly chilled by the cold wind blowing out.

"My mother is not well educated. She hasn't adapted to this place after coming to Kyoto for two or three years. She often clamors to go back. She may be a little excited when she sees you, and asks you to ask things. Don't laugh at her." Wen Yue Turn down the air conditioner and ask Cheng Mosheng.

"No." At night, there were many people and the car was not going fast. Cheng Mosheng stopped at the red light, and suddenly called Wen Yue, "Wen Yue."

"Huh?" Wen Li's gaze shifted from outside the car to inside, "What's wrong."

"You sound sad."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wen Li wanted to smile at him, but for some reason, there was a trace of crying in the words he blurted out, and he said stiffly: "Why am I sad."

The red light turned to green, and Cheng Mosheng followed the traffic slowly.

"Cry if you want, and treat me as a transparent person," he said.

"Who's going to cry?"

With a "click", a drop of tear fell on his leg, and the light-colored denim was soaked, and he touched his face belatedly, only to realize that his face was already covered with tears.

Yao Wenlan used to hide and cry secretly by herself, but now she doesn't even want to cry out in pain.Obviously life is getting better and better tomorrow, but she can't enjoy it for a moment.

After she left, it seemed like he was the only one left in this world.

There are very few friends around him, and everyone only maintains a thin layer of connection. The one with the best relationship, Zheng Lijun, is someone who keeps his eyes on him. He knows that he will not always turn to him.

Like it was a long time ago.

"Cheng Mosheng," the car drove into the hospital parking lot, Wen Li asked, "Have you ever loved someone before?"

"Loved."

"Then why didn't we get together after that?"

"He couldn't get rid of secular prejudices and went back to get married."

"Huh? Sounds like a long time ago."

"Yeah, almost ten years."

"Ten years..." The car stopped smoothly, Wen Yue opened the car door, looked up and saw the stars all over the sky, "I should have just finished my college at that time, my mother bought me a cake to celebrate my graduation."

"Is the cake delicious?"

"The cream on top is too bad, only the cake inside is okay."

"Then on the wedding day, I'll buy you a delicious cake." Cheng Mosheng locked the car, stretched out a hand to Wen Li, "Let's go."

Wen Li looked at Cheng Mosheng's extended hand and became dull for a second.

"It's almost nine o'clock, Auntie should be anxious." Seeing him stunned, Cheng Mosheng stepped forward to hold his hand, "Aren't you going to grant her last wish before she leaves? Be happy, little crying bag."

Wen Li frowned and retorted dissatisfiedly: "Who is the little crying bag?!"