[Bottle Evil] 2015 is the right time to get married

*Wu Xie: You married me because you didn't love me at all!You married me only for the Zhang family!

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This is the fifth day of Poyou Fing's visit to Zhang's house. I have been busy the past few days, dealing with various things during the day, and staying up late at night to choose photos. Today is also full of arrangements, and I have an appointment in the morning A friend who is in the jewelry business wanted to have another look at the ring, and when I found the right one, I thought about buying another pair; the ID card of Poyoufeng and our household registration book were finally made, and we still need to save some time to go to the police station Receive it; in the afternoon, I went to the wedding company to choose the flowers for the arrangement. My father also told me to prepare two cypress trees according to the custom, which is a homonym of "Hundred Years of Harmony", to make a good fortune. I ran to several flower and bird houses a few days ago. The market doesn't sell this, I wish I could steal two of them from the side of the road, this afternoon I want to go to the nursery in the outskirts of Lin'an to see if I can get them...

As soon as the alarm clock rang at six o'clock in the morning, I went through these trivial things in my mind first, and tried my best to touch the phone. The interface was still stuck in the photo album I read last night and I didn't have time to quit. Fortunately, Boyoufeng is not here for a few days. , I have the opportunity to spend a lot of time looking at the photos in my mobile phone. On the one hand, I regard these group photos as extremely important, and I like them from the bottom of my heart. On the other hand, I feel lost. Under the interweaving of these two emotions, I also have a little resistance to planning the wedding.

I was lying on the bed, flipping through the photos boredly. I probably haven't woken up yet. In addition, I have been overworked these days, and my thoughts are very chaotic. I thought for a while that I haven't contacted Poker Bottle for two days. This guy doesn't know Send me a letter, for a while, I thought that Poker-Face was by my side a few days ago, and he would wake me up when I went out for something, and then I thought about the whole day, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and even the two-month wedding. I feel so tired.Thinking about it carefully, I haven't had a rest for nearly half a year since I healed my neck injury and prepared to pick up the oil bottle.

The time spent lying in bed always flies so fast, I don’t want to get up, so I let myself look at those photos in full, the group photos are uncomfortable to look at, so I simply admired the single photos of Poker Bottle twice, I know I miss him a little bit, and I was thinking about being busy a few days ago. The week passed quickly, but when I calmed down these two days, I felt extremely uncomfortable. Could this be pre-marital phobia?To be honest, if Boyouping asked me if I would like to marry him now, I might really have to think again.

I thought of Poyoufing hugging me at the airport that day and saying that he didn't want to go to Zhang's house, and he didn't want to have a wedding. At that time, I comforted him. I looked at the group of photos of Poyoufeng wearing a cheongsam on my phone and smiled. , Just thinking about it, it seems that things are not so bad, and even the negative emotions are shared with me. When he comes back, everything will be fine.

I thought about a lot of things on and off, and I seemed to fall asleep in a daze. When I woke up, I didn’t know what time it was, but the sun was very bright, and the light and shadow in front of the window were hazy. In front of my desk, looked back at me, smiled, and asked me: "Are you awake?"

I looked at him, speechless in surprise, my intuition told me that Poker Ping would not be here, but it was so natural for him to come back suddenly.

I sat up, scratched my hair, and stared blankly at him: "...Are you back?"

I reached for my phone by my pillow, wanting to check the time, but when I pressed it, it turned on and there was a photo of Poker Ping wearing a cheongsam on the screen!Damn, I just forgot to log out of the photo album before falling asleep!

The room upstairs in my shop is very small, the desk, stool and bed are almost close together. I sit on the bed and watch my mobile phone. I can probably see my screen from the angle of the oil bottle. My scalp is numb, and I don’t have time to quit. For pictures, I swipe left and right to change the page, and I swipe three or four times in a row, all of which are pictures of Pok You Fing's cheongsam.

My face was burning hot all of a sudden, holding the phone and wishing I could throw it out, I couldn't even imagine, what would Boyoupin think of me?It’s all right for me to save a lot of photos of him in women’s clothing in my mobile phone, and I still look at them when he’s not at home, and even fall asleep like an idiot before going to bed?I stood up, tried to hide the phone behind my back, and stammered to tell him that wasn't the case, but I couldn't even get the words out because it was the way it was, and I missed him so much when he wasn't around that those Although the photos made me feel sad, I had to look at them over and over again. In the morning, I accidentally fell asleep because I was too absorbed in looking at his women's clothing. I didn't do anything I should do...

I faltered and couldn't speak, and Poker-Face also stood up, his eyes slowly turned from my still-on phone screen to my face, he suddenly smiled, and suddenly said: " So you like this."

I was embarrassed and didn't know what to do, so I heard him say again: "I can wear it for you to see, no need to look at the photos."

I stood there in a daze, and saw that Poker-Face was speaking very calmly. I felt that his appearance was different from usual, and I didn't know what was wrong.

Boyouping said that he could wear a cheongsam, so he really changed into the cheongsam in the photo, the blue and white white background, the one I like very much, even the pair of high heels for the photoshoot.

I just looked at him blankly, and said something blankly, as if my lips were moving by themselves, and I said: "The photos we took are all fake."

Poker bottle must have heard what I said, for some reason he didn't respond, and just approached me step by step.

This time we were not taking pictures, and Lao Gao didn’t ask us to do any actions. Poker Fing wrapped his arms around my waist as he did back then, and he slowly approached me, looking into my eyes and asking, “Wu Xie, do you want a picture?” Kiss photo."

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My brain went "boom", the pores all over my body shrank, I was panting, the ceiling of my shop was in front of me, I sat up quickly, where was the shadow of the oil bottle in the room?The phone was still on, and I realized that I fell asleep just now, and I was just confused for a short time. I really didn't have time to exit the photo album, but there was no cheongsam on the screen, just a normal single-person photo.

Just now was just my dream...Of course it was my dream, there was no logic at all, the plane ticket I booked for him was not today, and the cheongsam was also from the camera studio, how could it appear in reality when he wanted to?However, even though I am awake now, the voice of Poker-Face is still clearly replaying in my ears. In the dream, he asked me if I want a kissing photo...

I tried to calm down my breathing. I don't know if the dream just now was too weird or the plot I dreamed was even weirder. The most important thing is that I have no way to treat this dream as a dream. I know the answer in my heart. ...I want to, not even just for the photo, I want to hug him, I want to touch, I want to kiss him... I also know, I don't know when I have wanted to do that, but I always thought I was straight, so I never thought about Poker Ping, but obviously, just because I didn't think about it doesn't mean I don't like him, I must like him, otherwise, how would I explain my dream about Poker? What about bottle wearing a cheongsam?How do I explain him asking me if I want to kiss?How to explain the reaction that cannot be ignored when dreaming about my brother waking up?

I sat on the bed blushing, and had to face the fact that I seemed to have bent over. I fucking like Poker Bottle... I didn't know about it for the past ten years!But now, once I think about this aspect, I feel that all the problems have been sorted out, and I even have a feeling of sudden realization, because I like him, so I have been searching for all traces of him in the world for ten years; because I like him He, so I agree even if he wants to get a fake marriage; it is precisely because I like him that I feel uncomfortable thinking that the photos and weddings are fake.

I want to give him the best in everything, and I always think about this person heavily in my heart. Others say that he is very strong, but I am always worried that he will be bullied. It turns out that this kind of emotion is called liking...

I want to understand my mood, but the reaction under my body has not subsided like the normal situation after waking up in the past. I have a real desire for Poker Bottle, and I know that this kind of charming thought is related to Poker Bottle. It’s not that it doesn’t matter if he wears women’s clothing. The previous ones were just an opportunity. I like all his looks, smiling, silent, quiet, and sad...

Even so, it seemed sacrilegious to me to comfort myself by thinking of his face.

At the end of the day, I resisted the urge to take a good look at the photos again, and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower. Under the water below body temperature, the boiling blood calmed down little by little. See the reality clearly, I don't really want to marry him, what a ridiculous thing, I fell in love with my fiancé before marriage, but he didn't marry me for love, he married me just for him family, for the so-called prophecy of a lama who has passed away for no reason at all...

I don't want to marry him anymore.