My daughter-in-law, Teacher Qin

This was the first sentence that 25-year-old Qin Shuhao heard from Ji Cheng after seeing him.

It's not that I calmly told him it's been a long time, nor did I ask him why he left after the college entrance examination in a panic, and didn't contact him for seven years.

"Ji Cheng, I..."

Qin Shuhao was still holding the box with both hands, which contained the things he had packed from the office of No. [-] Middle School.

He was transferred by the school to work across the street. The class teacher to be replaced fell ill, and he had to take over the post of class teacher for a few days. He did not expect to meet Ji Cheng today.

But after thinking about it, he was right, he definitely wanted to stay here.

Qin Shuhao was a little confused, when did he owe Ji Cheng money?

The man holding his wrist stood still at the door, letting two or three gate guards stare at them beside them.

The man who wanted to freeze the ice cream due to low air pressure said coldly without thinking, "The coat doesn't count, gifts don't count, breakfast and dinner don't count. I'll give you basketball, sneakers, and a watch. Now it's 2 yuan, what are you going to do?" When will you pay me back?"

Who would have thought that Boss Ji, who earns six figures a month, would be so stingy?

Qin Shuhao, who had just joined the teaching profession for only two months, used all his small savings to rent a house in an old residential area near the university town two kilometers away.

Qin Shu was so dumbfounded that there was not much salary left in the two months' savings.

"Money...I...I don't have any money..." Thin-skinned blushed, and the heart in his chest seemed to be squeezed hard.

Ji Cheng, who was 1.8 meters tall, stared at Qin Shuhao's hair, and the wrist in his hand was extremely fragile.

Qin Shuhao still looks like a high school student who hasn't grown up, the top of his head only reaches his chin, and his soft yellow hair hangs down on his head.

"If you don't have any money, you have to pay it back. You should find a way."

His tone was cold, not at all like the Ji Cheng who would hug the person in front of him into his arms, rub his hair viciously, and then kiss Qin Shu so close to suffocation seven years ago.

The two of them stood in a stalemate at the door, and were pushed aside by the gate post who couldn't stand watching from the side before moving their feet.

Ji Cheng refused to let him go, and insisted that Qin Shuhao return the money to him now.

Qin Shu had no choice but to ask Ji Cheng to follow him to the mathematics office of the second year of the second middle school, and reported to the grade director and left the school.

The grade teacher didn't want to let Qin Shu go. There was no head teacher in the second and second grades of high school, and the students were bored.

The grade group is busy with the monthly exam a week later, and there is no one to take care of the students in class two.

It happened that Qin Shuhao, the substitute, was going to slip away at this juncture, but looking at Ji Cheng, who was next to him with an unpleasant air, he still let him go with a smile.

Ji Cheng grabbed Qin Shuhao's wrist and asked him to pay back the money now, Qin Shuhao wrinkled his face and said that he had no money, and begged Ji Cheng to pay him back bit by bit after he got his salary.

After all, his monthly salary is only more than 4000, and he still has to eat and live, Ji Cheng refuses.

"I'm not bad, you... you trust me." Qin Shuhao's tone was weak, he didn't want to get entangled with Ji Cheng any more, but it's a pity that fate is such a twist.

"I believe you, what should you do if you ran away without a word?" Ji Cheng's face remained unchanged, his deep black eyes could not see any fluctuations in emotion, but his heart was burning hot.

Qin Shuhao had nothing to say, and Ji Cheng grabbed his wrist and followed behind.

With the other hand, Ji Cheng took out the keys from his pocket and opened the car door.

Qin Shuhao, who was finally let go, looked at the co-pilot, finally opened the rear door, and was yelled at by Ji Cheng, who was halfway in the car.

"Who gave you such a big face, sit in front."

"Oh."

Ji Cheng put on his seat belt and reversed the car with one hand, "Your home address."

Qin Shuhao, who saw his wrist being scratched red, looked back at him in a daze, and slowly reported his home.

A flash of surprise flashed in the man's heart, but it was quickly replaced by the huge shock of the reunion.

Cross-country crossing Hunan Road to University City, and stopped at the downstairs of Qin Shuhao's house in less than 10 minutes.

They discussed just now that Qin Shuhao could pay back the money owed to Ji Cheng in installments, but Ji Cheng wanted to withhold all Qin Shuhao's documents, so Qin Shuhao had no choice but to agree.

The two men entered the old-fashioned residential building one after the other. Qin Shuhao rented a house on the third floor, and it was clean inside.

The sofa was old and had a new cover over it.

No TV, colorful paintbrush marks on the bedroom door.

The white porcelain outside the washbasin and toilet in the bathroom has peeled off a lot, and the mirror at the door is wiped clean.

Many doubts flashed in Ji Cheng's eyes again.

There was no tea at home, and the hot water had also been consumed, before Qin Shuhao came back from get off work to boil it.

Ji Chengduan sat on the sofa and looked around, looking at Qin Shu in embarrassment, just remembered that there was still the yogurt bought yesterday in the refrigerator, and was ruthlessly interrupted by Ji Cheng who stood up.

"I'm not so unfamiliar with you, hurry up and find out the documents, I still have something to do."

Ji Cheng put one hand into his trouser pocket, and looked at Qin Shuhao who was about to open the refrigerator door with a cold face.

Before he even opened the refrigerator, Qin Shuhao felt his fingertips turn cold, and his chest was also cold for a while, so he withdrew his hands and turned around, "Okay."

Ji Cheng stared at Qin Shuhao's thin shoulders, then remembered something and turned his head to look at the door. There was only a pair of slippers solemnly placed beside the simple shoe cabinet. Ji Cheng lifted his feet and walked towards the room where Qin Shuhao was walking. go.

There is only a bed and a small bedside table in the bedroom, and there is a wardrobe left by the old owner at the door.

Qin Shuhao had just returned to Tangcheng for a few months, he didn't have much luggage, and it was convenient to live alone. Only the few scattered documents in the bedside cabinet were his most important things.

Qin Shuhao took out his ID card, driver's license, and his CET-[-] and CET-[-] certificates. When he turned around, he almost touched Ji Cheng's chest behind him. He exclaimed and looked up at him, then lowered his head, "I, I, my documents."

Ji Cheng took out Qin Shuhao's ID card from Qin Shuhao's hand. The portrait on it was the same Qin Shuhao from before, with a childish face. Compared with the present, the eyelashes may be a little shorter, and he was wearing a pair of glasses that couldn't be taken off.

"I thought about it, it's useless to hold your ID card," Ji Cheng said seriously, "To ensure that you return the money to me on time, Qin Shuhao, marry me."

Instead of seeking Qin Shuhao's opinion, he directly informed him to marry him.

Don't ask the ins and outs of the past seven years.

Qin Shu, who had lowered his head before, dared not look at Ji Cheng, he was afraid that the sharp eyes of this man now seemed to want to cut himself into pieces, bite him into pieces and swallow him in his stomach.

After a long time, Qin Shuhao heard himself tremblingly say, "OK."

The procedure was simple, and Ji Cheng didn't hesitate at all, and drove to the Civil Affairs Bureau with Qin Shuhao and his documents. He had his own separate household registration book in the car, and the round trip took only 35 minutes.

The country has passed legal same-sex marriage, but in the small city of Tangcheng, there are still very few such marriages.

The aunt of the Civil Affairs Bureau who stamped the seal looked at the two of them with an expression like seeing a ghost, and Ji Cheng pulled Qin Shuhao out expressionlessly.

Seeing Qin Shuhao's household registration booklet about relatives, Ji Cheng didn't ask him anything.

He put the two bright red notebooks into the center console of the car and drove away. On the way, he told Qin Shuhao to pack up and move.

"But I just moved..."

Qin Shuhao opened his round eyes and looked at Ji Cheng who was focused on the side.

It has not been a few months since he moved. In the seven years since he left Tangcheng, he followed the rules of the university to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and finally came back after going around.

"Then move again, your current identity is my legal object." Ji Cheng said calmly with no waves in his eyes.

Qin Shu thought kindly, if the rent of the house is returned, wouldn't he be able to pay back part of the money to Ji Cheng first?

Could it be that Ji Cheng threatened everyone who owed him money with marriage?

He didn't realize where he would live if he gave up the house.

Qin Shuhao packed all of Qin Shuhao's belongings in a suitcase. He squatted on the ground, looked at his luggage, and suddenly felt like a dream. It turned out that he had only such a few things in the past seven years, and he had no worries and was alone.

Ji Cheng leaned against the door with folded arms, stared at Qin Shuhao for a while, and then called someone with his mobile phone.

The voice over there was cursing and asked Qin Shuhao that renting a house was like playing a game. In short, he would not refund the money. Ji Cheng walked over and took his mobile phone, and hung up the phone directly.

"I said, you can pay back the money you owe me slowly."

Qin Shuhao was still squatting on the ground with his back to him.

"Come with me."

small theater:

Grilled Cold Noodles: Lao Ji, you are really stingy, isn't that money just like water to you?

Ji Cheng: I owe money to get a certificate and send it to my partner for understanding.

Qin Shuhao: What if my rent is swollen?Waiting online, very urgent, QAQ