Did your ex-husband propose to remarry today?

"Not bad, cooking skills." She was wondering if the food she made should not be very unpalatable, the man suddenly and briefly affirmed.

She smiled inexplicably, under the light, her long and narrow eyelashes fluttered gently like butterflies.

A person like Gong Jingxing is very picky at first glance. Since he said it was okay, then her cooking skills can be regarded as able to stand the test.

On the opposite side, the man holding the chopsticks paused for a moment, as if to hide his emotions, he stared and said lightly: "Eat."

"Okay." After Gong Jingxing reminded her, she realized that she had been staring at Gong Jingxing, and her face couldn't help turning slightly red.

She quickly lowered her head and kept eating, hiding the strange emotions in her heart.

During this period, the amber eyes looked at the woman across from him from time to time, seeing some grains of rice on her face when she was eating in a hurry, the corners of her mouth could not help but curl slightly.

Sudden--

The man put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, his amber eyes froze meaningfully.

"In the afternoon, let's go get the certificate."

"Ah...cough cough cough..." She was taking a bite of her meal when she heard Gong Jingxing say to get the household registration book, she was so surprised that she almost choked herself to death.

"You can't be careful." At some point, Gong Jingxing walked around her, patted her on the back, and gave her a bowl of soup, with a cold and angry face.

She smiled awkwardly, but she felt inexplicably uneasy in her heart, thinking that after the afternoon, the word "married" would be stamped somewhere, and she felt like sitting on pins and needles.

Halfway through the car, she suddenly remembered that she had left in a hurry and had forgotten to bring her household registration book. After hesitating for a long time, she resisted the pressure and told Gong Jingxing.

Helplessly, Gong Jingxing ordered Chen Jiu to drive back.

After finding the account book, she quickly put it in her bag and wanted to go downstairs immediately.

However, just as she was about to leave the room, she suddenly hesitated.

Is she really going to get married like this?Let alone with an unknown man?

Gong Jingxing did not wait for Fang Qinghuan, and finally got a little impatient, so he went to her room to check the situation.

Through the gap in the door, Gong Jingxing saw Fang Qinghuan sitting blankly by the bed alone, holding the household registration book in her hand.

His amber eyes froze slightly, he pushed open the door, and approached Fang Qinghuan like an imperial palace.

"Why don't you leave?" The man's voice was a little displeased, and his amber eyes slightly frowned.

Fang Qinghuan was awakened by his voice, it was at this time, and she couldn't go back on her word at all.

"En." She squeezed the account book in her hand tightly, nodded heavily, as if she was making up her mind, and then got up to go out.

Along the way, Fang Qinghuan remained silent, uneasy and at the same time worried about whether she would slip through the gang.

Gong Jingxing glanced sideways at her for a long while, but she didn't realize it, and even her whole hand was covered with fine sweat.

The man moved his index finger and tapped on the handle of the wheelchair, his eyes dimmed slightly.

When I arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, it was after four o'clock in the afternoon. It was not a special festival, but there were quite a few people getting married. They waited in line for a while before their turn came.

When applying for a marriage certificate, the staff gave the two documents for the two to fill out.

During this period, she and Gong Jingxing wrote their own information quietly without any communication, so that the staff once suspected that there was something wrong between the two of them.

Feeling uncomfortable being stared at by the staff, Fang Qinghuan was cheating for the first time in her life. She clasped her hands tightly, forcing herself to remain calm on the surface, but she was afraid of being found out on the inside.

"Mister, ma'am, is it convenient to ask when you met?" Unexpectedly, the staff suddenly asked tentatively.

She hurriedly wanted to answer something, but she didn't know how to get back.

Gong Jingxing suddenly held her hand, his amber eyes were like ice cubes that had been frozen into blocks and exuded air-conditioning.

He stared at the staff and said indifferently and distantly, "This is our privacy."

The staff was taken aback and quickly smiled embarrassingly.

"Sorry, I was rude, please go to the studio on the right to take pictures." The staff pointed to the side of the road.

Fang Qinghuan and Gong Jingxing nodded, and then she and Gong Jingxing walked towards the studio.

She took a long breath, calmly withdrew the hand held by Gong Jingxing, and said in a low voice: "Fortunately, I got away with it, I have to pay more attention later."

"Well, don't talk." Gong Jingxing lowered his eyes, looked at his palm, and said lightly.

She nodded, and the two entered the studio one after the other~.

"Go to the center of the light over there." As soon as they entered the studio, the photographer greeted them and pointed to the direction he said, but when he saw Fang Qinghuan coming from behind with Gong Jingxing's wheelchair, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

"Is it here?" Fang Qinghuan and Gong Jingxing lined up side by side, and she reminded the photographer when she saw the photographer standing motionless.

The photographer nodded and looked at the couple strangely.

The husband is in a wheelchair, but the wife doesn't even push it. The marriage of two people seems to be a routine, so weird.

"Not yet?" The photographer didn't pick up the camera for a long time, Gong Jingxing was a little impatient, he stared coldly, and shot towards the photographer.

The photographer quickly stabilized the camera.

"Uh... well, can you stand closer?" the photographer scratched his head and said in embarrassment after holding the camera for a long time.

Fang Qinghuan and Gong Jingxing glanced at each other, then looked away again.

She moved closer to Gong Jingxing, staring straight ahead, but her heart was up and down, beating non-stop.

"Well, can you be more intimate." The photographer's voice came again.

Fang Qinghuan bent her body slightly, trying to maintain her iconic smile.

"that……"

"Not yet?" Gong Jingxing interrupted the photographer, his amber eyes sank into the Antarctic ice cellar, staring at each other for even a second made people tremble.

Due to Gong Jingxing's terrifying aura, the photographer obediently took the picture even though he thought it was weird.

After twists and turns, after getting the marriage certificate, Fang Qinghuan was relieved.

She let out a long sigh of relief, and when she was about to leave, she noticed a couple in the corner, looking particularly weird.

Or rather similar to her and Gong Jingxing.

The two sat on the bench with a distance between them, and they didn't communicate with each other, just like Qing Huan and Gong Jingxing.

Suddenly, the man took out his mobile phone and seemed to be looking in the mirror with the front camera. After that, he kept taking pictures on the side. He didn't know what to do in a place like the Civil Affairs Bureau.

She looked at the two people suspiciously, and thought, there must be someone who is also married in the same way as them.

The four eyes met, and in just an instant, the woman on the opposite side quickly looked away.

"What are you taking pictures of? How about we take a selfie as a souvenir?" The woman anxiously pulled the man not far away from her, her movements were small, but Fang Qinghuan could still tell.

"Huh? Uh-huh, of course, I just want to take a photo as a souvenir." The man avoided the woman's hand, but after noticing the woman's expression, he suddenly sat next to her very intimately and pretended to take a selfie. .

This...wouldn't be pretending to show her...

"Chen Xue..."

"Fang Qinghuan, are you still leaving?"

The two voices intertwined, and she heard Gong Jingxing's deep reminder.

She put away the marriage certificate, and saw the man and the woman holding hands intimately to receive the marriage certificate.

Maybe she has an occupational disease after the marriage. How can there be such a coincidence in this world that there are so many marriages.

In the Civil Affairs Bureau of Nuo Da, almost every couple is in love with each other, but unfortunately——

Laughing at himself, Fang Qinghuan walked quickly to Gong Jingxing's side.

After she left the Civil Affairs Bureau, the two who had been close to each other immediately distanced themselves. The man simply sat on the bench and looked down at the photos, while the woman walked silently to an empty corner as if she was talking to someone. Call up.

"Get in the car."

In front of the Civil Affairs Bureau building, she met the man's gaze and raised her head slightly.

Big clouds overlap, dyed golden by the fiery red sun.

In just an instant, she became a married person, life is really unexpected.

The deal was done, she opened the car door calmly, and then sat in.

The car drove on the highway at a constant speed, crossed familiar streets, and headed in an unfamiliar direction at a turning point.

"Where are we going?" Fang Qinghuan asked strangely when she realized that the direction of the car was not the way back to the new house.

Gong Jingxing glanced at her, and said as a matter of course, "See my brother."

"Didn't you say you would visit again after a while?" She asked unexpectedly.

When she asked Gong Jingxing yesterday, she thought it would be a while, but she just got her marriage certificate today, she didn't prepare anything, and she was going to see his brother.

"Well, he said he wanted to meet you." However, the man didn't seem to notice her panic, and answered seriously.

She frowned, her black eyes soaked in water were bright and moving.

"Is there anything he likes?" She turned her head and asked Gong Jingxing, she could be considered married now, even if it was a physical marriage, she had to do a complete set of appearances.

"Huh? Let's draw." Gong Jingxing raised his eyebrows, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She frowned unconsciously, and asked suspiciously, "Whose?"

"Van Gogh, abstract painting." He replied unhurriedly, but there was a smile in his amber eyes.

She turned her eyes away in annoyance. This man must have done it on purpose. He knew that she couldn't afford any Van Gogh works, even high imitations.

The car drove all the way to the food center in City A, and finally stopped at a restaurant called Rue Xiangyuan.

"Brother, why are you here!" As soon as she got out of the car, she heard a bright voice.

Under the sun, a flaxen-haired boy about 1.8 meters in sportswear was smiling brightly, and ran towards them from the gate of Ruexiang Garden waving.

She was stunned for a while, looked up and down the sunshine boy, about the appearance of the left and right, and then looked at Gong Jingxing, the two looked somewhat similar, but their aura was completely different, which was a bit unbelievable.