The Rationalist's Marriage

After bidding farewell to Qiu Yuening, Ding Ye drove home and drove smoothly all the way, and it took less than half an hour.

After entering the house, he pressed the audio switch in the living room, and then took out the bag of biscuits that Qiu Yuening sent from his bag.A blue ribbon was tied on the seal of the paper bag, and it opened with a slight tug.

He took out a bear-shaped biscuit and put it in his mouth. It was not as hard as ordinary biscuits, but it was crispy, a little sweet, not heavy. After the tip of his tongue was ground, the taste slowly unfolded in his mouth.

He leaned back on the sofa, a little sleepy.The smell of biscuits is still there, and reality has become hazy.

"You are a perfect person." Long ago, he often got such comments from other people.

Is it a compliment?Not quite.

He heard similar rhetoric when his ex asked for a breakup.

"You are very ideal as a boyfriend," the other party said cautiously, "but I often don't feel your sincerity, Ding Ye, I'm tired."

The ex was a well-mannered omega, so he didn't say some things directly.Ding Ye could understand that it was implying his hypocrisy.

Maybe he really has no sincerity, even if he is broken in love, he doesn't feel much.But is this kind of thing really that important?

How many adults live without wearing a mask, and who can guarantee that their feelings are absolutely true?

Then he meets Qiu Yuening, a happy newcomer who is about to get engaged.

"I want to prepare the perfect ceremony for my lover."

The young man has straight brows, starry eyes, and a vigorous voice, but the words he speaks are a bit whimsical.

"It's too perfect, don't you think it's fake?" Ding Ye's evil intentions came from somewhere that day, and he subconsciously wanted to "bully" this simple man.

"I didn't think about it that much," the young man clasped his hands cautiously, rubbing his palms, "I'm a pilot, every instruction and every movement we make on the plane must be exactly the same, and the aviation school is like this every day. After training, this should be regarded as the pursuit of perfection.

"I often get a morning flight and see the sunrise on the plane. Maybe the previous procedures are boring and cold, but the sunrise is real, and there are rolling clouds... These are things I can feel."

Ding Ye chuckled, "You're quite romantic."

The young man did not laugh with him, but asked with concern: "Are you in a bad mood?"

Ding Ye, who wanted to tease the other party, felt a bit embarrassed.

It's not that I'm in a bad mood, it's just that I haven't seen anyone like you.

Ding Ye opened his eyes suddenly, he seemed to have fallen asleep for a while, and saw his former self and Qiu Yuening in the dream.

An English song was playing on the stereo, and the male voice was deep and smooth.

Though we've got to say goodbye for the summer.

Baby I promise you this.

I'll send you all my love.

Everyday final letters sealed with akiss.

...(*)

It was too early for a break, so he went back to the table and switched on the coffee maker.

The noise of the machine is monotonous and dense, and the water vapor condenses quickly on the inner wall of the transparent coffee pot.He smelled the familiar bitter aroma, and stuffed another biscuit into his mouth.

"Really?" Qiu Yuening received a call from Ding Ye, and the other party told him that the biscuits tasted good, "As long as you like it."

"I just like it so much that I can't bear to eat it."

Qiu Yuening's ears were ringing when the voice came with a hint of laziness. It was undoubtedly a pleasure to be affirmed.

"It's okay, I'll do it for you later."

"You said you would guide me?"

"Huh?" Of course he remembered what he said in the morning, but Ding Ye's tone meant that he wanted to come to his home, "Of course, if you want to learn, when can you come to my place..."

Quite normal invites to say something weird.It's still not familiar enough. Calling someone to come to your house after two dates sounds too serious.

Qiu Yuening's ears were burning with embarrassment, but luckily Ding Ye couldn't see him now.

"Then next time," Ding Ye said without any hesitation, and he didn't feel any entanglement, "I'll wait until you take another vacation."

"Well, that's also good." He didn't think too much about it, so why should he twitch.

It seems that Ding Ye is very satisfied with the status quo.

Qiu Yuening also likes getting along like this. Even if he is a little restrained, he can be easily resolved by a word from the other party, so he doesn't have to worry about embarrassment.

But once he got into the corner, he was puzzled again: If Ding Ye really planned to get married, why would he approach him and act as if he was enjoying it?

It's not that Qiu Yuening has an inferiority complex, but an objective analysis. His career does not have an advantage in the blind date market. Neither will be happy.At the beginning, Qi Ran chased after him when he was in love, but after getting together, he gradually got tired of it, and the identity he thought was attractive has become a burden.

The most commendable thing is that it can make money, and it is not a problem to independently bear the expenses of the whole family.But Ding Ye's income from running the company is probably higher than that of the captain, so there is no need to care about his little money.

Even less narcissistic, he thought that the two close encounters after the reunion had made Ding Ye fall in love with him deeply.

It is more likely to be rationally considered, even though I don't know the basis for the other party's choice.

When he couldn't figure out the problem, Qiu Yuening simply gave up.He didn't say anything, and he was still thinking wildly, wouldn't it be too hypocritical.He patted his face and walked into the kitchen in a good mood.

There was still leftover braised pork in the refrigerator. He took those out, cracked two more eggs, cut up a tomato, and prepared to make fried noodles for dinner.

It began to rain lightly outside, moist and dense, and the window next to the sink can just be seen, and the silver lines in the night flicker with the lights.

The water in the pot boiled, Qiu Yuening temporarily looked away and went to cook the noodles.A frying pan was placed on another stove, oil was poured into the onions, and the metal sound of the spatula colliding echoed in the small space.

It didn't take long for the noise to subside. He turned off the fire and moved closer to the window again.

The sudden rain brought hazy fog, blurring the buildings in the distance.He closed the window with one hand, and secretly hoped that tomorrow would be sunny.

During the meal, Ding Ye sent over some photos taken during the day, some of which were taken by Qiu Yuening alone, and some of which were taken with the help of the couple.

He looked at the wechat dialog box of the two, swiped up and down, and saved the photo by the way.

Ding Ye's avatar is very simple, it is a picture of the letter "Y" in black letters on a white background, and his original nickname is also a "Y", but when he first added the other party, Qiu Yuening changed the remark to "Mr. Ding".After a while, he accidentally entered the portrait.

He himself does not have the habit of posting on Moments. After using WeChat for ten years, he has posted less than ten pieces of content, and he rarely takes the initiative to browse through friends' Moments.Today is the first time I click on Ding Ye's homepage.

The other party sent a few photos of today, basically all of them are landscapes, only the last one has a blurred back view of myself - although it is a back view, it is very artistic.

In addition, his circle of friends also does not have much personal content.

Qiu Yuening remembered that he still had the photos he took for Ding Ye today on his mobile phone. He opened the photo album and found those two photos.

Ding Ye is very photogenic. Today he is still wearing a gray and white sportswear that he has never seen before. It is slightly different from his usual temperament. It is less cold and more casual, especially concentrated in the photos.

Qiu Yuening slid across the screen with his fingertips, then clicked on WeChat again, and sent it to him.Before quitting WeChat, he changed the note "Mr. Ding" to "Ding Ye".

The author says:

*JasonDonovan/SealedWithAKiss. ​​(The garbled characters are single quotes, I don’t know why)

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