I woke up to find I had gotten my marriage certificate with a female celebrity.

Chen Qianyu hurriedly ran out to answer the phone, waving as she ran, which made a group of patients quite envious, and they all turned their eyes to Qin Yi.

An old man standing nearby also curiously came over, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the two of them, and he smiled kindly.

"Young man, is that your wife?"

The old man must have seen him taking out his marriage certificate, otherwise he wouldn't have asked that question. Qin Yi could only nod in agreement.

Seeing her rush out so hurriedly, I couldn't help but wonder if something serious had happened.

"Great, it's good to get married soon. My eldest grandson absolutely refuses to date. I don't have many years left to live, I don't know if I'll ever be able to hold my great-grandson."

The old man suddenly became sad, and Qin Yi felt a pang of heartache when he saw that there was no one to take care of him.

"Sir, did you come alone?"

The old man sighed, "There's nothing I can do. My wife died young, and my children all live in other places."

"Seeing you reminds me of my eldest grandson. I only get to see him once a year. I reckon I'll only see him four or five more times before I'm gone."

Qin Yi couldn't help but ask, "Since you live alone, haven't you ever thought about living with your children?"

"Why would I stay here? I can't live with them." The old man seemed to have thought of something, and his tone became impatient.

"I used to live with my son. When he and his wife came home, they always had long faces. I don't know who they were trying to impress."

One day I asked them, "Do you two have a problem with me? If you do, I'll leave and not stay here anymore."

The old man suddenly turned his head and said, "Young man, let me ask you this: I live with them, they sweep the floor and cook for me, I don't owe them anything, so why do you come back with such a long face every day?"

"They always say times have changed and I don't need to cook anymore, but I think, if I don't do something while living in someone else's house, wouldn't I be a nuisance?"

"Later I moved out. Anyway, my retirement pension is enough. Now that society is better, I don't have to pay for taking the bus. I can rent a small room and have enough to eat and drink. I don't have to suffer at their hands anymore."

"Fortunately, my legs are still nimble and my mind is still sharp. I can take care of myself if I have a minor illness. As long as they are willing to come and see me two or three times a year, I will be content."

Qin Yi lowered his eyes, wanting to say a few words of advice, but not knowing where to begin.

This old man looks to be in his seventies or eighties, probably from the generation of the 1940s or 50s. The gap caused by decades of social change is something that can't be explained in just a few words.

Every family has its own problems, and as an outsider, it's best not to offer unsolicited advice.

Seeing the old man shakily stand up, Chen Qianyu ran back.

The old man smiled and said to Qin Yi, "Alright, your young wife is back, and our IV drip is finished."

"I think that girl treats you very well. Treat her well, and unless you really can't stand it anymore, don't make a fuss about getting a divorce."

After the nurse removed the old man's IV, Chen Qianyu whispered in his ear, "What were you two talking about just now?"

"You told me not to divorce you."

Upon hearing the word "divorce," Chen Qianyu subconsciously took a half-step back. Although her step was small, Qin Yi still noticed it.

"Then..." Chen Qianyu's voice suddenly became much softer: "Do you want a divorce?"

She crouched down, took Qin Yi's hand, and deliberately looked up at him, saying, "If you really want a divorce... then... then..."

Qin Yi sighed helplessly. He was a man of flesh and blood, and he truly couldn't bring himself to say the word "divorce": "I didn't think that way today..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words left her mouth, Chen Qianyu changed her tactics, and there was no trace of her pitiful appearance left.

"Hey, no divorce! You said it yourself! A man's word is his bond!"

Qin Yi rolled his eyes and couldn't help but think to himself: What a clever move of retreating to advance, you're ruthless.

Chen Qianyu sat down on the chair next to him, propped her cheek up with one hand, stared at Qin Yi with her eyes fixed on him, and rolled her eyebrows back and forth.

Qin Yi felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, so he asked if there was something wrong that made him rush out earlier.

"Actually, it's nothing much, I just accepted a gig."

"I told them to wait a little longer, and I'll come over after you finish your injection."

Upon hearing that it was work-related, Qin Yi immediately lost his composure: "Then why don't you hurry back? What are you still doing here?"

"I don't have any terminal illness, it's just a common cold."

Chen Qianyu immediately glanced to the side: "Let them wait."

Qin Yi couldn't help but say, "Why are you still like this? You were like this in junior high, you were like this in high school, and now that you're a big star, you're still the same."

Chen Qianyu turned her head back, blinking repeatedly: "Do you still remember what I looked like back then?"

Qin Yi gets angry just thinking about it. The two of them were like sworn enemies when they were in school, always going against each other.

What he remembers most vividly is the day before the start of his second year of high school.

That day, Chen Qianyu sent him a message saying that it would be raining heavily tomorrow and the school would not start until the 2nd.

Qin Yi believed it without any reason at the time, but before noon, the homeroom teacher called his parents. Before he could finish his sweet dream, a double whammy of punishment followed.

I limped to school with a red bottom, and jumped up in pain as soon as I sat down.

At that time, Chen Qianyu not only did not apologize, but laughed more happily than anyone else.

"I remember, I remember it very clearly. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been beaten so many times, and my parents wouldn't have been called in so many times."

"Let's not talk about this anymore, it makes me angry." Qin Yi waved his hands repeatedly, "You should go back to work now, just put those forms aside, I'm not a child, I can still see a doctor."

Chen Qianyu pouted, "No, I won't go back, unless..."

"Unless what?" Qin Yi asked, head down.

"Unless you order me around like a husband, I definitely won't go back."

Qin Yi gasped sharply, his head, which hadn't been dizzy before, suddenly spinning.

"They always push the gigs that no one else is going to take onto me. I'm exhausted every day, and then they give all the good songs and resources to someone else. They only give me the ones that are left over. I can't stand it."

Qin Yi held his head, intermittent sharp pains throbbing in his forehead. He was already feeling unwell and irritable today, and hearing about this injustice instantly ignited his anger.

"They treat you like this, and you still tolerate it??"

Chen Qianyu said helplessly, "That's just how realistic the entertainment industry is. That person has connections and resources. Although I may seem famous, my background is far inferior to that person's."

"I can't get good songs right now, and I guess I'll be overtaken soon. I signed a three-year contract, and if I breach it without permission, I won't be able to stay in this industry anymore."

"There's nothing we can do but wait and see."

"Endure? Endure what? Do I need to endure my wife?" Qin Yi looked up and asked, "What style are your songs?"

Chen Qianyu thought for a moment: "Hmm... something like 'relaxed and sweet,' they said that fits my image."

Qin Yi closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, constantly thinking about the keyword "relaxed and sweet". After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and stretched out his right hand towards Chen Qianyu.

"Give me a pen!"