Engraved crush time

Chapter 11 I Didn't Lie (2)

Tang Qiming was obviously intimidated by my question. He must be thinking in his heart: Which song is this singing about? The love is omitted, the blind date is also omitted, and we just get married? !He must be laughing at me in his heart, or thinking that I am a flamboyant girl.I can't control these anymore, I just want to get married, especially.In this way, I can seal Xiao Jiayi in my heart forever. In this way, even if the end of the world is really in 2012, I still have a family and a family, and I am not alone to face it.

"Do you love me?" After a long time, he opened his mouth to test me like he was testing a product.

I looked at his furrowed brows and shook my head, "I just want to live with you. We don't talk about love. Love is all false and can't be eaten. We only talk about life, and only life is real." , Every minute and every second is real. Even if 2012 is really the end of the world, I am willing to live every day."

Tang Qiming nodded, then shook his head again, he looked at me, and asked me as if he was pressing the OK button: "Jiang Hui, if you thank me for what happened last time, I don't think you need to do this. "

I feel the need to tell you about "the last time", but not now, that's for later.Right now, all I want to do is get married and declare to the world that I'm not alone.

"Tang Qiming, are you a man!" I started to growl.

Tang Qiming "Oh" for a moment, then looked at me and said, "When?"

"Right now!"

"you sure?"

"Sure!"

"You won't regret it?"

"Why are you fucking talking so much nonsense!" I swear, then turned around and went into the bedroom, changed clothes, washed, and when I found all kinds of documents, Tang Qiming was already waiting for me in the living room.He was sitting on the sofa, and when he saw me coming out, he stood up, "Jiang Hui, let me ask you again, are you really sure?"

I didn't answer, but just held up the account book in my hand. When I was admitted to university, I transferred my account from Jiang Caiwen's account book. Naturally, she didn't know these things, and I didn't need to tell her. It's my own business, just like at this moment I want to apply for a marriage certificate with Tang Qiming, and I don't intend to tell her.

Not only Jiang Caiwen, but even Yang Shanshan, I have no intention of telling her.This was originally a matter between me and Tang Qiming. There are two of us, and this is enough.

Tang Qiming stopped talking, and he closed the door behind me. The banging of the door valve was very loud in the empty stairs, with some kind of hysterical roar, but the sound was very short, just for a moment It's just like I closed the door of Jiang Caiwen's house back then.

Later, the corridor returned to silence, as if the dull sound had never been in this world at all.

In this way, Tang Qiming and I obtained a marriage certificate, a bright red notebook, and a nine-yuan manual fee, which was heavy in the palm of my hand.The pair of small books must be worth more than nine yuan, but I don't know exactly how much it is worth and what to use to measure it.It is just a beginning, or a key to open a certain door. After I walk into this door and see clearly all the traces of time in this room, maybe I will understand how much it is worth. , but, that was a long, long time later.

When I came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the sun was very dazzling. Tang Qiming walked in front, and I followed behind him, watching him solemnly put the little red book in his jacket pocket, and then he turned around and smiled at me, "Jiang Loh, how about we go celebrate?"

"Celebrate?" I used the little red book to cover my eyes, blocking out the glare of the sun, "Alright, it's time to celebrate."

Tang Qiming immediately took my hand. Believe it or not, this was the first time we held hands, and the first time we held hands was when we got our marriage certificate.My world is really absurd. In the end of the world, I am an idiot who is insulted by others, but it is not only me who is an idiot, but also Tang Qiming. Such a sensible person also became absurd with me.Is this what the ancient Chinese said, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black? !
There is no doubt that I must be the ink man who dyed Tang Qiming black.

Tang Qiming took me to a cooking restaurant. We ordered three signature dishes and ordered a dozen beers. I looked at the glazed green drinks and asked Tang Qiming, "Are you going to drink too much?"

Tang Qiming pried open the cap of the wine bottle and poured wine into the glass in front of me. The yellow and flowing liquid produced white foam, like a blooming epiphyllum, silently, waiting for those white foam to overflow the glass cup, Tang Qiming broke the silence, "It's rare that today is a good day." When he said this, he wiped away his tears, and it was at this time that I realized that his eyes were moist.

"Aren't you regretting it?" I jokingly said, lifted the wine glass to my mouth and took a sip. It was refreshing and refreshing.Just when I was about to drink it down, he stopped my hand, "Jiang Hui, we should toast this first glass of wine, you can't drink it so carefully."

"Okay, cheers!" I raised the cup in front of him, "Should I say something?"

"Then..." He rolled his eyes for a moment, and then his eyes fell on me, "Then wish us a happy wedding, a happy marriage for a hundred years, a long life and a long life!"

I didn't speak, just touched his wine glass with the glass, there was a crisp "jingle", and the cold wine swirled out of the water glass, staining my wrist, it was very cold.I brought the full glass of wine to my mouth, closed my eyes, and poured it into my stomach with a "gudong".

Really enjoyable.

That afternoon, Tang Qiming was drinking all the time, and he was smiling when he was drinking.I have only heard of Li Bai's "Use wine to dissipate sorrow and make sorrow worse". When I first learned this poem, I always thought that people only drink alcohol when they are depressed and sad. Li Bai is an example. I've spent my whole life drinking away my sorrows in depression.I didn't think that people actually like to drink when they are happy. Tang Qiming is an example. When he drinks, he always smiles, and his face flushed red by the wine is flushed, as if dyed red by the sunset.

I stubbornly think that Tang Qiming will get drunk. He drank so much wine and his face became so red, it's no wonder he doesn't get drunk.So I spent a lot of time waiting for Tang Qiming to get drunk, without any purpose or reason.In fact, time passes quickly, and its significance depends entirely on whether you have a goal.It is difficult for those who wait, but in the end they are happy. Every day, every hour is actually getting closer. They are all used wisely. As long as you are close enough, waiting will definitely mean an inch of time and an inch of gold.In the process of waiting, I would also pick up the cup and "cheers" to him, and chatted with him about the present and the future without saying a word. In fact, those are illusory things. We can only determine the direction and cannot see the future. In essence, such discussions are called delusion, but we do not want to admit that we suffer from "delusion", so we strengthened this discussion, which is called looking forward to tomorrow.

The more the beer is drunk, the more bitter it becomes. It feels like a highly dependent thing. Once it is obsessed with something, it is bound to fight to the end, and the winner cannot be determined.However, people are dynamic, and drinks are static, so the result of such a struggle can only be a disastrous defeat.This trick is called static braking, and it is often written like this in martial arts novels.

So, it wasn't Tang Qiming who got drunk in the end, but me——Jiang Hui, I lay down on the messy table and grabbed the wine bottle. I thought I could drink two or three bottles. That's how much I drank. How could I be so drunk? drop it?

However, I was really drunk, I don't even remember how I left the restaurant, I don't even remember that Tang Qiming and I went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to apply for a marriage certificate, and my mind lingered on me. In the childhood time with Xiao Jiayi, on the grassy playground, he put the woven corolla on my head and said to me: "Jiang Hui, let's play house, shall we? I am your bridegroom, you is my bride..."

When I woke up, I realized that I was not on the grassy playground, but in my own room. The curtains were drawn tightly, and no light came in. I turned over to get up, and touched my fingers. To the pillow towel, wet.I shuddered, and reached out to touch the clothes beside the bed, and then I took out the small book with three big gold characters "marriage certificate", I held it tightly, feeling desolate inside.

After all, I am not your bride, and you will be someone else's groom.And I still love you, this is a secret that no one knows, buried deep in my heart, and will accompany me to the end of time.

(End of this chapter)