The Rationalist's Marriage

The friend who opened the Qingba is Qiao Yi. He and Ding Ye met in the university club. They have different majors but formed a band together.

When Qiao Yi came to the second floor, he saw Ding Ye walk in from the balcony and sat back to his previous position, but the wine bottle on the table was already empty.

"Drinking so fast?" Qiao Yi curled his knuckles and knocked on his table, "Shall I make it a little stronger for you?"

"No need," Ding Ye leaned on the back of the chair comfortably. He likes a little drunken feeling, and any more will make him uncomfortable. "Give me a glass of lemonade."

Soon Qiao Yi returned with a glass of water and sat directly opposite him.

"Thank you."

"Boss Ding," Qiao Yi teased, "You must have been here for a year, how is it going, has there been any change?"

Ding Ye nodded with a smile, "Very good, no wonder you all didn't go back to the city."

"You don't have to keep an eye on your company," Qiao Yi suggested, "You might as well stay a few more days and take a vacation."

"I have something else to do."

He didn't say anything specific, but Qiao Yi was also an individual, and glanced across the table, "Ding Ye, do you have a date?"

Qiao Yi was half guessing and half joking, and even if Ding Ye had a real situation, he might not readily admit it.

But this time he guessed wrong, Ding Ye turned the cup in his hand, and answered crisply: "Yes."

It choked Qiao Yi enough.

"Didn't you say that falling in love is boring?" He couldn't hide his gossip, "Where is the sacred?"

Ding Ye's tone remained calm: "I will invite you when the time comes."

Qiao Yi had an expression of seeing a ghost: "Are you going to get married?"

"If I don't get married, am I worthy of the love you two showed in front of me?"

Qiao Yi and his lover Fu Li were matched by Ding Ye. When they were in college, they obviously had a crush on each other, but one was boring and the other was shy when they met each other.Ding Ye couldn't see it, and when Qiao Yi asked him to discuss the plan of chasing someone again, he called Fu Li over on his own initiative, said, "Qiao Yi likes you", and then ignored these two idiots, Lift your butt and leave decisively.

Later, Ding Ye also fell in love twice, but it didn't go well, and he remained single for the next few years.Qiao Yi thought that he was disappointed in his relationship and entered the state of an old monk's trance, so he pulled Fu Li to sprinkle dog food in front of him, making him believe that there is true love in the world.But Ding Ye was still the same, he didn't even glance at anyone he wanted to introduce to him.

At this time, someone suddenly popped up and was about to get married, Qiao Yi was really shocked.Even if he has known each other for many years, it is still difficult for him to figure out Ding Ye's real thoughts.

Curious about the baby's psychological troubles, he asked one more question: "How did you know each other?"

"Blind date." Ding Ye didn't intend to elaborate, and watched Qiao Yi open his mouth into an exaggerated "O" with a bright smile.

"You play with me!"

"Is this necessary?" He stood up and shook his hands, "I'm going back to the hotel first."

"Damn, Ding Ye," Qiao Yi yelled behind him, "Next time I call your partner, I have to have a drink with him!"

Ding Ye walked to the stairs, turned around, and waved again: "Got it."

It is still very lively outside.This season, those who come out to play will not rest too early.Dan Ding Ye became lazy after drinking, so he wanted to find a place to lie down.

He seemed to be drunk, but his consciousness was fully awake again, and he could recite almost word for word what he said to Qiu Yuening at night.

In the past, Ding Ye never thought about what an ideal family would look like.Since I can remember, there is only one adult in the family besides myself, and the father who raised him is often not around in order to afford life.Kindergarten is always the last one to leave, and primary school boarding begins... He has never blamed his father, but he is also used to being alone in the boring life day after day, and he is used to not relying on others to take care of all his affairs.

He doesn't need anyone, even when he was in love a few years ago, he never yearned for marriage.

A person who designs weddings for a living has a dispensable attitude towards marriage, even he himself finds it unbelievable.

At that time, Qiu Yuening was just one of his many clients, and it was the paper transaction that brought them into contact.

Ding Ye guessed that a person with such a pure mind probably has never experienced ups and downs, and it is good that he is always happy, which is a bit enviable.

But one time at the entrance of the mall, he saw Qiu Yuening talking on the phone with someone, his eyebrows were always furrowed, looking unhappy.

He heard a few words, it should be an agreement with Qi Ran, but he was let go.

"Mr. Qiu," Ding Ye approached at the moment when he hesitated whether to step into the mall, "Are you here to buy wedding supplies?"

He guessed it, because Qiu Yuening revealed during the chat before that he was very busy with work, and the limited leisure time during this period was used to prepare for the ceremony.

"Well." Seeing that it was Ding Ye, Qiu Yuening stretched his brows and forced a smile, "I wanted to pick a tie together, but Qi Ran couldn't come."

"Let me take a look with you."

"You don't need to take up your time," Qiu Yuening said politely, "I can choose whatever I want."

"I was just hanging out too," Ding Ye walked up and motioned him to go through the revolving door together, "Didn't you say you wanted to prepare a perfect ceremony, why did you say you chose it randomly?"

"No..." He lowered his head, "I just look at the selection."

"Don't worry, I've seen a lot of these, I'll help you as a consultant," Ding Ye raised his voice, "Perfect is guaranteed, and Mr. Qi will be satisfied."

Qiu Yuening no longer refused: "Thank you."

When the shopping guide heard that she was here to buy ties for a wedding, she mistook them for a pair: "Is it for you and this gentleman?"

"No," Qiu Yuening corrected politely, "My wife didn't come over because of something, so my friend will help me take a look."

"Sorry, I'll get you a sample then."

Ding Ye helped him choose a wine red one with dark lines. Qiu Yuening tried it on in front of the mirror, and a natural smile appeared on his face again, which was exactly the same as when they first met.

"Boss Ding, you have really good eyesight."

"As long as you like it."

It's also too easy to switch moods.

Ding Ye couldn't connect the face in front of him with the young man who was frowning at the entrance of the mall just now.

Lost, Qiu Yuening forced himself to smile.

If it were me, I would want you to smile from the bottom of my heart, no matter when.

Strange thoughts surged out of his head, and Ding Ye felt that a certain power of "desire" in his body was expanding. It grew upward and settled deep in his heart, breaking the habitual calmness of 30 years.

Two years later, the ambiguous feelings that had troubled him were no longer bound, and stretched freely in the sun, becoming real and within reach.

On the way back from the beach, he called his father, it was a bit noisy there, Ding Yunqian might not be at home.

"Are you busy?" he asked.

"No, Uncle Zhang and I were walking outside, and there were a lot of dancers in the park," Ding Yunqian asked sharply, "Is there something wrong with you?"

"Dad," Ding Ye said with a smile, "I'm getting married soon."

Ding Yunqian gave his only son a free-range education, especially never intervening in his relationship. He only told Ding Ye, "Tell me when you want to get married."But he waited for many years, until Ding Ye was in his 30s, before he came to this sentence.

"What kind of person is he?" His father's voice was always soft, without any overly surprised tone.

"A pilot, a few years younger than me."

"Okay, is it convenient to bring him home?"

"Well," Ding Ye walked across the road, putting one hand in his jeans pocket, "His mother was hospitalized recently, we will find a time later."

"Ding Ye, congratulations."

It was only then that Ding Ye could hear some emotional ups and downs in his father's words.

"I've always felt—I didn't take good care of you," Ding Yunqian said again, "You want to be happy in the future."

"Thank you," he stood downstairs in the hotel, breathing heavily, "you too."

The author says:

No change tomorrow, change the day after tomorrow