[Han Zhang][ABO] can't be said

Knowing that the person next to him has always done what he says, for example, they are racing on the empty streets in the middle of the night, singing all the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Not because of singing on the road in the middle of the night, not because of jumping off the second floor of the Human Rights Association to escape, and not because of a sudden agreement to spend the rest of my life with this person - I can't give a clear and directional answer, but Zhang Xinjie I really think it's the craziest thing he's ever done in his life.

He opened the car window, and the cold night wind ruffled his hair and took away the hot air from his cheeks.This can keep him awake, lest the too sticky smell in the car mixed with the smell of the other party make him dizzy, and he is easy to laugh like a fool if he is not careful.

46.

At 08:30, by two minutes, Zheng Xuan, director of the Marriage Registration Office of the Civil Affairs Bureau, lazily rode the battery car, humming and couldn't afford to arrive at the post he insisted on day and night——

Just like when I took the oath of office, I will fight for the whole life in pairs (the land of Yali Mountain) for the general public.

Originally, the door should be open at this point, and Director Zheng, who uses Yali Shanda as his catchphrase, almost enough as his motto, generally firmly implements the work rule of never being the first to arrive at the post.But today is a bit abnormal. The door has not opened yet after ordering, but he is quite understanding-yesterday I was so busy that my back was sore and my legs were cramping, and I had a happy couple in front of me. It's a pity that I am still single, Yalishan is big; today It's cold, so it doesn't matter if you're a little late, it's almost fine.Because today's almanac says it is not suitable for marriage, and the Gregorian calendar does not meet every six or eight every nine, it is impossible for someone to queue up early in the morning to register for marriage.

He hummed a song and lowered his head to lock the car, when suddenly a ball of paper rolled to his feet.When he looked up, he saw a few young men from the same department squatting behind the corner and gesturing to him with horror on their faces.

He opened the ball of paper, and there were a few crooked characters written on it:

Director, there is an underworld at the door!

Zheng Xuan frowned.We are a harmonious society, where can there be underworld?A few young people who had just taken the exam all ran over like they were fighting a guerrilla war, carried him to the corner of the wall, and pointed out to him.

——Fuck, there really are.

Does the director want to call the police?

... People haven't done anything yet, why should we call the police?Tell the police comrades that because the pose of these two people standing at the door of our registration office is too handsome, the heart can't bear it?

The question is why the underworld came to us, and do we owe money?Is it because we changed the office environment last month and haven't approved the construction team yet?That's because the government and enterprises haven't finished signing and stamping. We can't blame us...

That can't be it, think about it for the better, maybe the underworld will also get married... Hey, Yali Mountain is big.

Director Zheng coughed and put on a sluggish face to preach, how he usually teaches you, citizens have the right to marry, don't be discriminatory.Walk around, go and open the door to see the situation.

Han Wenqing and Zhang Xinjie stood symmetrically on both sides of the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau, one on the left and one on the right, like Mrs. and Mrs. Smith, their faces were covered with a layer of black air, they had stayed up all night.Originally, Zheng Xuan had already figured out his lines, no matter if the other party is a gangster or a harmonious society, he doesn’t want to make a smile on his face. Our marriage registration is also a big day, congratulations, we just got to work, you sit inside for a while, everything will be fine; Come to see this situation, this is not right, he looked to the left and then to the right, hesitantly said:

Uh, you two... are you coming to get married, or are you coming to leave?

The black-faced god on the left looked at him eagerly, Zheng Xuan took a step back and subconsciously touched the wallet, ——Leave, let’s get together, let’s get together, don’t be too nervous, don’t be too entangled, just think about it Now, every step in life can’t be repeated, right? He said while opening the electronic lock on the door. If the staff of our bureau used to arrange a special person to mediate with you, but recently Lao Wei asked for leave and returned home early. ... But now, freedom and democracy, you decide for yourself and we don't persuade you. Adults have to be responsible for their own lives, just grasp it well. Oh, by the way, have you prepared the materials for divorce——

Hearing herringbone say with a serious face:

We are here to get married.

Director Zheng, who sat down and made himself a cup of tea to calm himself down, thought, fortunately, he didn't come here to ask for debts.He just took a sip and suddenly felt that the air pressure was extremely strong under the dark clouds above his head. He looked up and saw that Han Wenqing was shrouded in the shadow of Han Wenqing. The man propped his hands on the table and looked at him with a dark face, as if he was here to seek revenge. , Director Zheng almost spit out the tea in excitement, you, cough, okay, cough, wait a minute, cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough... He glanced at the wallet that was about to go away, goodbye, this month's overtime work fee……

Han Wenqing asked: Is there hot water?

...wait, no wallet?

?There is no water in the public water dispenser, I want a cup of hot water.

...oh-oh, ok, wait a minute.

Zheng Xuan simply made him a cup of tea, chattering subconsciously: It must be cold today.Why are you here so early in the morning?If it were yesterday at this time, there were three circles outside the queue, and there was no one here today, just a couple of you.

Ok.

Han Wenqing had no intention of chatting at all, took the tea, turned around and left, Zheng Xuan thought to himself, who is this person? If someone can fall in love with him, why don't they have to prepare a dozen wallets every day?I couldn't help poking my eyes to see what his partner looked like. When I first opened the door, I was too frightened and didn't dare to look clearly.

I saw Zhang Xinjie sitting on a chair in the waiting area, with his hands resting on his knees, and his back was straight, and Zheng Xuan's slouching and half-crooked back at the moment can save a little effort and never use a half-dozen sitting posture It's a big difference, as long as there is another table in front of you, people will definitely think that he is the registration office.Han Wenqing walked up to him and handed hot tea into his palm.

Warm your hands first, be careful not to burn them.

After all, he sat down beside him, as usual, and did not do anything else.

I have worked in the marriage registration office for a long time, and I see couples every day, married and divorced.You are the wind, I am the sand, you are the fish, and I am the water. If you are an AO who has just been marked and then received a certificate, it will really explode to the point where you want to kill people at the registration office. I wish the whole world knew that they were in love.Why this couple is so calm, I can't blame me for thinking they came and left.But the small gesture of handing the tea just now finally smelled a little bit. I asked for hot water because I was afraid that he would be cold. The air conditioner in the room has not been turned on yet, but usually at this time, the two of you are warming up together or you take a sip and I take a sip. They just sat there...

sitting

sitting

Nothing happened, no hands were clenched!

Seeing how often Zhang Xinjie drank water, Zheng Xuan felt that he was about to fall asleep. As soon as he finished drinking, Han Wenqing turned his head and asked, do you still drink.

No thanks.

——and thank you!Director Zheng was so startled that his wrists slipped while he was watching the show with his chin propped up. He stared at Zhang Xinjie who stood up and walked over with a cup, and thanked himself.

Uh, ah, you're welcome... that...

Do I need to submit any materials?

...Oh, oh yes, we need to check your ID card and account book, and fill out this form...

Zheng Xuan felt that he was about to forget his business, but fortunately, this pair of colleagues who were really too eye-catching had finished their work and were actually watching secretly. At this time, two "Declaration of Application for Marriage Registration" were handed over quickly.

Zhang Xinjie looked it over, nodded and greeted the people behind him. Han Wenqing pulled off his chair, sat down, took a pen and began to fill out, as if the leader was signing a document; I have already checked to be prepared, and to do things safely, unlike many people who came here suddenly, rushed in and found that they did not bring their ID cards, did not bring their account books, and their beards were not shaved. People often just kicked They've been used to it before stepping in the door and rushing out the door with a whoosh and a whirlwind.On the contrary, when Zhang Xinjie put all the documents in order, and calmly raised his eyes to ask if there was anything missing, everyone felt like they were going to marry me or you.

The documents are complete, but seeing the clear gender of "male Omega", the whole room of staff still couldn't help but let out a soft sigh—why don't you say you are an AO group if you are so dull.Besides, this gender is rare and requires special treatment. For other gender combinations, registration can be done within 10 to [-] minutes, and premarital examination is voluntary; but for this gender, premarital examination is necessary—because it will be marked.These days, it is common to get on the bus first and then make up for the fare. It is the mainstream of society to mark first and then register. The marriage registration office has an inspection center specially prepared for O. O is rare and only accounts for [-]% of the population, but in the marriage registration office It's common here, and the staff have become familiar anyway: Mr. Zhang, come with us for an inspection, have you marked it before?

No.

...Oh haha, it's okay. Now mark it first and then register... ——No?

Silence.

Zhang Xinjie pushed his glasses and repeated:

No.

The staff at the marriage registration office, who had been immersed in shock for a long time, couldn't help turning their heads to look at Han Wenqing.

The person concerned looked depressed, what are you looking at me for?

...Uh, um,...do you want Mr. Han to have a check-up too?

The air pressure on Lao Han's dark face instantly made the professional staff back away, but he still upheld his conscience and said to Zhang Xinjie during the inspection, Mr. Zhang, would you like to ask your boyfriend to have an inspection as well?

What's wrong?I checked in advance, and the inspection on A side should be voluntary according to regulations.

Uh, because you didn't mark it beforehand, which is very rare in our registry... We made a suggestion from the side of maintaining O's gender rights, preventing certain diseases...

Zhang Xinjie silently turned his face away to raise the corners of his mouth, and when he turned around again, he returned to his normal serious expression.

No, he has no sexual dysfunction.

uh, are you sure?

Our child is three years and five months old.

At that moment, the staff did hear the thunderbolt in the clear sky.

Checking, filling in forms, filling out declarations, and paying costs, the process goes so fast that it feels unrealistic like buying cabbage.Zhang Xinjie didn't stop until he saw the bright red background cloth, a mirror placed at the entrance of the aisle, and the photo studio in front of him. He saw his reflection in the mirror and the people behind him.

"What's the matter?" Old Han asked, and he also stopped, thinking that Zhang Xinjie was going to fix his hair, so he took a comb from the shelf and handed it to him.

"...has dark circles under the eyes." Zhang Xinjie said, he looked up at Han Wenqing, stretched out his thumbs and pressed gently under the eyelids—"You too."

"Of course." Lao Han frowned, "I didn't sleep all night."

They arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau at 37:24 in the morning. There was only one light in the darkness—of course, it couldn’t be that the government department was still working overtime. It was Grandpa Ken who opened [-] hours across the road.

Both of them were worried about their IQ in an instant, and the so-called love idiots manifested in this unique form.After running to a nearby shop and sitting for a while, Zhang Xinjie decided that impromptu ideas must be planned, and he should check all the marriage registration procedures in advance, so as not to fight unprepared.In the end, I checked and found that I still need a household registration book. Han Wenqing’s was in front of me, but his was still at home. The two of them raced back to Zhang Xinjie’s hometown to get it—at this time, they were grateful for the benefits of going to school locally, otherwise they would still have to pay for it. If you need a household registration transfer form, it will definitely not be completed today.On the way back, we were already halfway there, but suddenly found that there was a step in the guide that stated that we had to take pictures when we received the certificate, and the two of them were still wearing everyday clothes that hadn’t been changed all day, so we had to turn around and drive back to change.Confused about what style to wear, Zhang Xinjie simply found out dozens of wedding registration photos for reference, ranging from couple T-shirts to daily attire to Republic of China attire and even Red Guard military attire. In the end, the two decided— —It’s better to wear a suit.

The time was so delayed, and fearing that it would be too late, so I rushed over early in the morning to wait for the opening of the Civil Affairs Bureau. The two of them were dressed in black, so it was inevitable that people would not think they were gangsters.Along the way, Han Wenqing drove Zhang Xinjie to check the process with his mobile phone. He followed the strategy step by step like a game and had to fight for the first kill. He pursued the highest efficiency, and his nerves were tense. I was thinking about something else; now it’s almost settled, and I didn’t feel real when I paid nine yuan, which was cheaper than the fake certificate that Huang Shaotian did for him at that time—until I walked to the mirror and looked at the red and festive scene in front of me. I finally got a feeling for the background cloth.

There was really nothing to do about the dark circles, Zhang Xinjie was a little regretful; but he still insisted on combing his hair three times, so that the parted hair was neatly drawn as if drawn with a ruler, and finally he was willing to put down the comb, turned his head and asked Lao Han: "Is this okay?" He saw that the other party was also standing straight in front of the mirror, and his movements seemed a little stiff.Hearing Zhang Xinjie's question, he looked at him but didn't speak.

Can't help but bend the corners of his eyes slightly, turned around to straighten his neckline, pulled off his tie, and after carefully flattening it, carefully folded his slender fingers, and tied it again for him.

"All right."

Han Wenqing still looked at him without moving.

Zhang Xinjie couldn't help touching his hair, and adjusted the hem of his suit.

"I... am I weird?"

"No. Today..." Lao Han didn't know how to describe it, so he thought for a long time before saying, "...it's very pleasing to the eye."

The two stood in front of the red background, facing the camera, but the shutter sound could not be heard for a long time—the photographer raised his head depressedly and said: "You two, it's a happy day, can you laugh?"Especially the one on the left, Mr. Han, your expression is so scary that I dare not press the shutter.

Zhang Xinjie curled his fingers, and turned his head to look at Han Wenqing. Seeing his thick eyebrows furrowed and his eyes piercingly paying off debts, he couldn't help but smile.

The photographer immediately raved about it.Hey, isn’t this a beautiful smile, Mr. Han, you are very lucky. You are as good as Mr. Zhang. Surely many people will not envy you. The people who chase after you can have a lot of votes, right?Think about it, this walk will be a lifetime, what a joyful thing, you have to wake up smiling in the middle of the night, okay, why are you so stern.

Ok.

Han Wenqing twitched the corners of his mouth to express his agreement. He is not a person who is completely unsmiling, but he has a lot of face-to-face, and it is naturally difficult to smile for the camera. The process made him feel a little nervous for no reason.

The photographer obviously didn't like this distorted smile, and he tried his best to guide with professionalism: think of something happy—the first date, the first kiss, how did you spend Valentine's Day yesterday, Think about those happy little days, think about him giving birth to a big fat boy.

Zhang Xinjie's face immediately turned an inconspicuous blush.He knew that Han Wenqing was watching him.Big Fat Boy—With it, the son is doing well, and all indicators are excellent.

Hey - just this expression, come on, look at the camera -

The fingers of the two were involuntarily pinched together.Zhang Xinjie said in a low voice as if he suddenly remembered something, that's bad.

Ok?

Forgot...forgot to take medicine.

The medicine can’t be stopped, you two, here’s another one, look at me, and smile——

Medicines are kept in the car. ... I forgot too.Go and eat right now.

It's been 12 hours...

Isn't it valid for 24 hours?

Well, but after 12 hours, there's maybe a 1% to 3% chance...

What are you talking about, you two, go home and close the door and talk quietly, enough to talk about for a lifetime until you are tired, look at me again, come on, the medicine can't be stopped, give birth to a precious child early, laugh a——

click.

The photographer is quite satisfied with his capture effect, but Zhang Xinjie thinks that the eyes are not on a central point, or that the face is turned sideways and the head is tilted towards the other party, which are unacceptable flaws.At the end of the deletion, there was only one picture left. The two of them finally looked at the camera for face. Their expressions were natural, and even the face of the wallet was not so stiff, but Zhang Xinjie frowned and didn't speak.

Han Wenqing leaned over to look: what's wrong?

…you smile at different heights on both sides of your mouth.

Han Wenqing twitched for a moment, really, he laughed a little crookedly.

Although I don't care if a photo looks good or not, I don't hesitate to express my opinion: If you are not satisfied, then take another photo.Although I was actually a bit reluctant in my heart, because Zhang Xinjie had a good-looking smile, very good-looking, a kind of good-looking that he couldn't describe.

The photographer is also used to this entanglement: well, it’s a once in a lifetime thing, so don’t rush it.Sir, what is your zodiac sign?Capricorn?Good Capricorn, last time I was a virgin, it was as good as virgins in the world, if it weren't for the crowd of [-] pairs at the back that day, he would have tortured me for another whole day.To tell you the truth, I have believed in horoscopes since then.

Zhang Xinjie looked at it for a long time.

"Just this one."

Han Wenqing walked back to the background wall and planned to take another photo. He was stunned when he said that. Of course, he knew that the possibility of his laughing as high as meeting the standard was very slim; but he also knew that Zhang Xinjie's obsessive-compulsive disorder did not give up so easily. You have to come back N times, keep improving.

"Aren't they the same height?"

"...It's different. But you smile..." Zhang Xinjie thought carefully about suitable adjectives, "...it's very pleasing to the eye."

47.

The two walked through the aisle on one side to the oath hall, and saw a busy crowd in the waiting area, but none of them came to get married, but a couple came to get divorced. Be careful not to get angry, Yali Shanda, while pulling the girl who was crying and trying to beat someone up, two or three people ran over to support her.Her lower abdomen was swollen, and she seemed to be five or six months pregnant.

How can there be so many long-lasting stories and vows, even if they are marked and divided again, it is no longer uncommon, so now there are many surgeries and medicines to remove the marks, which are quite popular. Love, no worries; slap the table boldly, and shout out. Today can be marked, and today it will be eliminated!

Zhang Xinjie is a conservative person.According to the traditional saying, marking is a combination of soul and body, a grand ceremony, it is said that the process is very sacred and beautiful, the spirit will resonate, flowers will bloom, and then become twins with telepathy. Of course, these experiences come from the original Omega An exaggerated lecture on sexology in a specialized school, and it was passed on by word of mouth to the kids who didn't understand farts but yearned for it.No one could tell exactly what was going on at the time. It is said that science is very difficult to interpret clearly, just like they have not been able to successfully extract love from any substance.

Therefore, these days, few people would believe the theory of spirit and flesh, but Zhang Xinjie still stubbornly believes that the order of marking is correct after obtaining the certificate first, and not relying on rational thinking to make judgments, but simply following the instinct to push the boat along. Such a decision is too hasty, and such a mark will be eliminated.Of course, his ideas were laughed at even in the Omega dormitory of the university, and they asked you which era you traveled from.

"People should be responsible for the decisions they make."

At that time, some people dismissed his point of view: How do you know that the decision you make now will be correct in the future?What if you regret it?

He also remembered that he replied plausibly at that time: I think the love that is enough to mark cannot be decided or overturned so easily.

But thinking about it now, it seems a bit untenable.

At least yesterday, he said a word, like a stupid lettuce, he jumped off the tower without reservation.

Then I lost my IQ all night, soaring on the road of socialism, I can no longer find the rhythm of responding.

Taking a wrong step, he looked at Han Wenqing's back - tall and generous, solid and stable, moving forward with no regrets.He never seemed to hear him complain, whether it was about himself reappearing, or about the son who fell from the sky, and the troubles that should not have happened to him; Taking more decisive actions to break down the obstacles one by one—Zhang Xinjie never thought that he would fall in love with such a person.

And now, does it count as falling in love?Or is it a choice made to take advantage of the situation when you have nowhere to go?

I have never been in love before as a reference, and I can only analyze it from the books I read or related cases; although this kind of futile analysis is as ignorant as a scientist who tries to analyze the ingredients of love, his natural personality makes him stop. Don't think about it.

The oath on the swearing-in platform was originally red, but as soon as he stopped, Han Wenqing also turned his head to look at him; under the firepower of that straight and undisguised gaze, Zhang Xinjie suddenly wanted to find a place hide.

A lot of words came from the bottom of my heart in one breath, but I couldn't say anything, I just choked and couldn't breathe; something fell so heavily that I couldn't walk, and there were fine beads of sweat on my palms, for no reason He was so afraid that he would ask himself what was wrong.

But he didn't ask.

"When it's over, we'll pick up our son and go home. I want to eat your cooking tonight."

His broad palms were stretched out in front of him.

"Xinjie. Give me your hand."

Subconsciously, he put his hand into the hot palm. The wide palm was covered with rough calluses, which was different from the white knuckles where he only held the pen. When he rubbed it, he felt itchy and sweaty.The beating pulse came from the protruding blood vessels along with the blood flow, urging hastily and silently, and with the unhesitating strength of the wrist connection, he took himself forward.

The red carpet, the red steps, and the specially polished leather shoes.Standing still, he glimpsed the prompt words in the affidavit:

From today we voluntarily become lifelong partners,

To shoulder the obligations and responsibilities entrusted by love together:

Just like reaching out to hold your hand right now,

I am willing to entrust my whole life to you.

48.

Zhang Xinjie frowned slightly, looked at the instructions on the medicine box and remained motionless; Lao Han patted the steering wheel and said he was worried, so he might as well stop taking it, and get pregnant if he gets pregnant, and I will take care of him.

Not for this reason, as I have explained before, I will not consider the plan to suspend school for the time being.

The two of them were thinking about their own things, so they couldn't help but think of the couple who saw the divorce today. Lao Han added a sentence without beginning and end, don't worry.

Zhang Xinjie paused, took the medicine with water, and said, sorry, I'm not worried about this.

Han Wenqing still felt a little regretful in his heart, but seeing him raise his eyes and look over peacefully, he felt that his heart was covered with a layer of papyrus, so he leaned over and kissed his lips tightly, just about to separate Instead, Zhang Xinjie followed and put the bright red tip of his tongue into his mouth.

Couldn't help reaching out, pressed the back of his head tightly to prevent him from leaving, held the tip of his tongue and then swept it to the abdomen and frenulum, until the tongue coating became astringent, and alternately invaded the cheeks and palate, squishing softly. Tooth sockets touched by people.This kiss became long and gradually became uncontrollable, until the canine teeth scratched the back of the tongue in the endless entanglement. In addition to the pain, there was also a slight rusty smell, which diffused between each other's lips and teeth.

your blood.

After finally separating, Zhang Xinjie said a little breathlessly, his hand was on Han Wenqing's chin and scratched, open it for me to see.

Old Han clicked his tongue, and reached out to wipe the corner of his mouth, a ray of red was hooked by his thumb, and drew on his fair skin like a silk thread.

You too.

Does it hurt?

……

The pain was submerged in the reply of the kiss again, this time it was moist intercourse, and the mutual touch stirred up fire in the heart.Yes, as the oath said, it is no longer the responsibility and commitment of one person, but mutual, mutual, and joint—the decision of two people.

Zhang Xinjie leaned against his oppressed chest and said,

Wait, I feel like I forgot something very important.I need to organize my thoughts. ——In the oath just now, what else did we ignore...?I'm on the verge of remembering.

Although I was deeply moved by the long list of reading from the manuscript, I couldn’t remember it very clearly. Lao Han tried hard to recall the part that could be associated with the current situation——

To stay together forever?

A few more sentences.Yes, be filial to your parents, but teach your children...

He suddenly stopped, looked at Han Wenqing and asked: Did you tell the family?Our registration. ...and about Qiying.

Lao Han immediately misfired, and asked back after a long while:

……And you?

The order is all out of order.

49.

Friends, do you know how obsessive-compulsive disorder dies?

As long as we are human, we have advantages and disadvantages, habits and idiosyncrasies.

Everyone knows about Zhang Xinjie's faults.

According to his roommate Wu Tong, the problem is that he gets sick all the time.It’s all right for a person to live like an alarm clock, eat from the left, bookcases should be arranged alphabetically, the schedule is accurate to the minute, the plan is detailed to the line, living the fancy years of eighteen years and calculating the pension insurance of 80 years old I dare you to make it by computer programming, and it also has its own error correction function - once something deviates from the established plan, he will have to fight with you all over the place, not necessarily to correct it, but it must be so that he thinks it is reasonable. OK.

It's like playing some cube games too much and always want to put the same color together. If 7162534 is placed together, he wants to naturally restore it to 1234567; to a certain extent, Zhang Xinjie will come to Lao Han to continue. Yuan, it is unavoidable that there is some idea of ​​returning the 7 that appeared out of thin air to its original position, but the result is all messed up, and finally even 123456 is put in.

Killing zero enemies will cost you eight thousand.

At this stage, the general order of love strategies should be like this: getting to know → falling in love → meeting parents → marking → obtaining certificates → living together → having a baby;

Their order, following the logic of never returning, becomes: having a baby → getting to know → living together → falling in love → obtaining a certificate → what to do next?

None of the sequences are where they should be.

This kind of strange incident, ordinary people just laugh and pass it by, but when it comes to Zhang Xinjie, it is called how obsessive-compulsive disorder died.

After he deeply realized this point, his whole body was not right, but he couldn't turn back when he opened his bow. Maybe he would put his son back and be reborn again.

Just when they were upset, the two of them played a duet on their mobile phones, and the overlapping ringtones sounded very anxious and pitiful.

Lao Han picked it up and answered it without shy away from him; Zhang Xinjie also picked up his own, but after seeing the caller's name, he paused there, took a deep breath before putting his finger on the swipe screen.

Afraid of what to come.

Noisy voices came from Han Wenqing's receiver. The speaker had a strong local accent, and the voice was loud enough. It passed through the air barrier of Han Wenqing's eardrum and directly penetrated into Zhang Xinjie's ear:

Clear!Are you coming back this year for Chinese New Year?Why haven't you called back yet!Knowing that you are busy, you should still make a call!

Han Wenqing reluctantly took the phone away; he glanced at Zhang Xinjie again, the two of them met their eyes, and didn't know what to do, so they could only turn away quickly.

Oh cough.The end of the year is very busy.

What's the matter? I have no spirit!Isn't it sick?Let me tell you that your mother is also sick!I have a disease of wanting my son!I want to talk about you in my ear every day!So you kid, get out of here!

Oh, I'm done with this and then--

Han Wenqing had a headache, and he didn't know what to do with the situation. Should the newly married daughter-in-law and three-year-old grandson be brought back?Can the two elders bear this level of killing first and then playing?Also, is Zhang Xinjie willing to go back with him?

I couldn't figure it out for a moment, but I heard a gentle female voice coming from Zhang Xinjie's receiver:

Xinjie, have you finished the exam yet?How are you doing?We'll be on the plane right away, and we can arrive in Q City tomorrow morning.Are you coming to pick us up?

For a moment, Zhang Xinjie didn't know whether to tell them that he skipped the exam for the first time in his life, or that he would not be able to pick up the airport for the last two exams the morning after tomorrow, or that he had just received a certificate with his partner.

But at this time, Han Wenqing was very noisy on the phone, talking about the old three routines that a normal older youth would inevitably hear every New Year's Eve.

You're getting older, it's time to settle down, your mother arranged a blind date for you!

It's not the first time Han Wenqing has heard these words, but he suddenly felt an unstoppable sense of righteousness:

...Dad, I have a date.

……Um? !oh? ?so fast?When you came back on New Year's Day, you asked if you didn't and you said no! !Don't you dare lie to me, kid?

Han Wenqing turned his eyes to look at the skylight, how could I expect the rushing rhythm of life on New Year's Day.

Fortunately, his father is quite happy, oh, why don't you just bring it home during the Chinese New Year and let your mother see it?

Then I'll ask him what he means.He said while looking at Zhang Xinjie, but the other party didn't look at him this time, both hands clenched the phone, his back stood in the middle of the space of the passenger seat without any support, neither leaning forward nor leaning back, Stretched straight.

The eleven o'clock flight?Sorry, I can't go.Um.There is an exam in the morning. ...Also, one more thing.There's someone I want you to meet.

Lao Han thought that he was about to make a grand debut in Zhang Xinjie's introduction, but he saw that his brows were furrowed and his back was slightly raised.

...No, I'm not talking about children. ... No, I did get the child back. ...No, I thought about it. ...... Can you hear me out?

Although I don't quite understand what happened, the stalemate between the two sides has made it impossible to continue the dialogue.I couldn't help but put my hand around the dangling shoulder, supporting him with some weight, and carried it to my bosom; I took the phone from Zhang Xinjie's hand and put it against my ear.Over there, a couple can be heard talking to the phone alternately, what do you think about this child, it should not be undertaken by you at this age, you have no idea what it takes to raise a child, why do we say you Just don't listen.

Zhang Xinjie looked up at him, his dark eyes were clear, and there was a quiet and determined feeling in them, like the sun, the moon and the stars, unchanged from time immemorial.

He is mine now.

Old Han couldn't hold back a wave of excitement surged up in his heart, and he shouted into the phone:

Dad, Mom.I will pick you up at the airport tomorrow morning.I will explain clearly in person if there is anything to say.

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Excuse me, who are you?Threaded?

Another father whom he put on PLAY also yelled in the phone receiver: Who are you calling your parents, little brat?Your mother is waiting anxiously and asked if you brought your daughter-in-law back during the Chinese New Year?Tell us first whether it is male or female, B or O?

Zhang Xinjie held back a smile and glanced at the dark-faced 'little brat', and reached out to change his phone into his own too.

Dad, first greetings, I'm Zhang Xinjie.

50.

There was chaos, chaos, and there was no way to be more chaotic.After Zhang Xinjie finished the last two exams, he felt that his writing was very steady, every stroke was horizontal and vertical, and his performance was within the normal level.But this can't stop the passage of time, the plane landed on the land of Q City, and the parents came to the land of Q City, and had a meeting with Han Wenqing who brought Xiao Qiying with him when a comet hit the earth.

Yesterday, when the two of them took the steaming red book to the Human Rights Association to erase the files, and then went to the protection center to retrieve their son, all they received were eye-catching salutes along the way, saying anything.

……too fast.

simply……

frenzied! !

This is called efficiency, what do you know?

You said that the long night yesterday was also marked by the way?

Legal husband and wife, legal custody, legal procedures.Do what people like to do, alas, from now on, we will not worry about it.

A group of people