【Langlang Nails】Two days before the divorce

In Hengdian in the early summer, the two of them wore ancient costumes with three layers inside and three layers outside from morning to night, flying around with wires hanging on the wire, and there was no time to walk around the sense of "marriage" ceremony.

But it wasn't necessary, anyway, it was just a pretense to reassure both parents.

Only the older generation really care about the sense of ritual.

The parents of the two parties are very worried. They live in Jiangxi, Chengdu, but their hearts are in Hengdian, Zhejiang.Every day Gong Jun and Zhang Zhehan look at their phone after the show, and there are all kinds of missed calls from their parents and best friends. Parents show them the horoscope marriage, and the auspicious day to get a certificate, and the best friends are a series of shit occupying the screen. If you say you don't have a partner, it's fine, and if you do, you will get married in a flash.

Gong Jun's friend said that he searched for his sister-in-law on the Internet, and she knows everything, Gong Jun is really awesome, how did he get it.

Gong Jun replied, he lost by playing mahjong.

Zhang Zhehan's friend said that he searched the Internet for his sister-in-law, she is really good-looking, but her singing is a bit ugly, Zhang Zhehan is really awesome, how did she get it.

Zhang Zhehan replied, it was delivered to the door in the middle of the night.

Each party takes it for granted that its own is the one to do 1, and believes in it.

It's impossible to have a wedding until both parties have finished filming and have a schedule. The parents of both parties have first finalized a date for receiving the certificate.

Zhang Zhehan originally wanted to struggle for a while, saying that he had no time to go back to his place of residence, and he didn't have a household registration book, so let's talk about it after filming.

His mother said that the EMS of the household registration book has been sent to you, and the local Civil Affairs Bureau will be able to get the certificate. There is no need to go back to Jiangxi. It looks like you are getting married for the first time.

After Zhang Zhehan hung up the phone, he punched Gong Jun. He said that you should not answer my mother's calls in the future if you have nothing to do. Now I hear my mother talk like you, which is very nonsensical.

Gong Jun has already passed the time when he first started pretending to be good, and the rascal spread his hands, saying that there is no way, your mother likes me so much, she can't wait to throw you away and take me back to Jiangxi.

"Heh, I'll take you back to Jiangxi. You're a fake Chengduer who can't eat spicy food. You can't even eat Jiangxi rice noodles." Zhang Zhehan didn't know what was going on with him. When he was with Gong Jun, his IQ and EQ dropped sharply, and he went straight back to the past. The primary school days when bickering and quarreling were the main purpose of life.

Gong Jun was never annoyed, he just nodded with a smile and said: "Well, Mr. Zhang can eat spicy food, so next time I will bring you back to Chengdu to let you taste what is really spicy."

The two quarreled like this. In the summer, they wrapped themselves into rice dumplings with sunglasses, masks, sun protection clothes, and walked into the Civil Affairs Bureau under the midsummer sun.

They slept in the same bed at night, because the video calls from both parents came in turn like bombers.At the beginning, when someone's phone rang, he quickly rushed into the other party's room with his mobile phone in hand, lay down under the quilt, put his head on his head, smiled, held up his marriage certificate, and pressed the answer button in one go.

Later, the seven aunts and the eight aunts all called one by one. Although their rooms were next door, the hotel suite was really big, and both parties were reluctant to run away. Zhang Zhehan simply rolled into Gong Jun's bed and fell asleep. He said weakly: "Congratulations on the wedding night."

Gong Jun was so busy that he opened a WeChat red envelope in a few seconds. He was so happy that he couldn't sleep. He sat on the bed and ordered red envelopes one after another to send polite words. He smiled and responded to Zhang Zhehan: "Congratulations, congratulations .”

"Hey, don't you accept red envelopes?" Gong Jun couldn't help asking when he heard that there was no movement from Zhang Zhehan.

"Take it tomorrow, anyway, it won't expire overnight." Zhang Zhehan turned over and looked at Gong Jun who was flicking his phone with the help of the dim light. He said that my day is like a dream. Flew from the ground to the sky, and changed from a single dog to a groom at night.

"Why are you the bridegroom?" Gong Jun smiled and raised his hand to grab Zhang Zhehan's long hair, "Your hair looks like a bride."

"I'll shave my hair short after the filming of this scene." Zhang Zhehan also laughed, he said that the shaved hair was shorter than yours.

"You don't have to make trouble with your hair just to fight for it."

"You are struggling with getting married just to save your breath."

Gong Jun explained with a smile: "I was having trouble with money. My mother said that if I go back on my word, I will take all of my small treasury."

"Then you told me that day that it's okay if you don't get married." Zhang Zhehan knocked on Gong Jun's phone case with the word "Fa Cai" written on it.

"Okay." Gong Jun's eyes moved away from the screen and fell on Zhang Zhehan's face, with a faint smile, "Even if my mother really took my money, I can't force you. Almost crying……"

"I don't." Zhang Zhehan raised his hands, "Don't talk nonsense."

"It's not shameful to cry." Gong Jun broke off Zhang Zhehan's raised hand, "What's the matter, we still have to be tied together for more than half a year. If you feel as uncomfortable as that night again, you can cry in front of me." ah."

Gong Jun's hand still hasn't let go.

Zhang Zhehan looked at the man's hand, holding it together with his own fingers.

Those were a pair of extremely beautiful hands, with even bones and flesh, white and slender, he somehow recalled his childhood fantasies about marriage, and thought about holding the hand of a certain girl under the sacred wedding oath many years later, and wearing a wedding dress for her. A ring that announces a lifetime of companionship.

Zhang Zhehan didn't answer Gong Jun's words, but lowered his eyes to pinch Gong Jun's fingers, rubbing them joint by joint, as if looking at a handicraft.

"You can't be like a little girl, it's a hand control, right?" Gong Jun didn't let go of his hand, but happily sent his palm forward, scraping Zhang Zhehan's straight nose.

This is beyond the outline.

Zhang Zhehan quickly let go of Gong Jun's hand like a cat whose tail was stepped on.The action was so big that Gong Jun suspected that he didn't touch the bridge of his nose, but the switch.

"Gong Jun, you can't really be..." Zhang Zhehan pulled the quilt to the front door, revealing his eyes, and the string of a straight man of steel in his heart was shaking. Sister-in-law.

"What am I?" Gong Jun pointed back at himself.

Zhang Zhehan looked at the innocent face of the man who didn't care about world affairs, but he still didn't say the word "gay" in the end.

In fact, if he was more affectionate, he even wanted to ask Gong Jun if he liked him.

However, with the gradual deepening of understanding of Gong Jun, Zhang Zhehan knew that Gong Jun was really a simple and careless big boy. All his seemingly out-of-bounds behaviors were not purposeful, and he just followed his heart and did it naturally.

When filming, he was Wen Kexing who showed his emotions and was enthusiastic. Once the scene was over, that person would turn back to Gong Jun who was restrained but always exuding gentleness inadvertently.

"You're an idiot." Zhang Zhehan raised his hand to imitate Gong Jun's movements, scratched the bridge of the man's too high nose, then rolled up the quilt and rolled over, "I'm sleeping."

Gong Jun turned off the light for him.

In fact, Gong Jun may be the smartest one, but he hides his edge too well, retaining a trace of worldly but unconventional innocence.

It seems that in this world, he is always awake and spotless, maintaining the soul of a child.

29-year-old Zhang Zhehan is married to a man he has known for less than a month.

Zhang Zhehan felt his overly dramatic situation in the dark night, and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

As soon as I closed my eyes, my mind was full of Gong Jun's face.

Gong Jun with long hair and a crown on the set, Gong Jun who frowned and asked him "what's the matter with you" in front of the hotel room, Gong Jun who seriously told himself that he could cry in front of him under the lights, smiled and stretched his hand across the bridge of his nose Gong Jun of...

The person who lingered in his mind was clearly lying beside him, but Zhang Zhehan didn't dare to turn around to look at it, but just closed his eyes and traced the outline of that person over and over again in the void of dream and reality.

This kind of mood was extremely subtle, and suddenly reminded him of the first girl he liked in middle school.

That girl is beautiful and smart, and is recognized as a "goddess". She sits in the row behind Zhang Zhehan's seat.

Zhang Zhehan still remembered the summer afternoon wind blowing the dark green window lattice, and the white curtains were also raised. He looked at the formulas and equations calculated on the blackboard, but he thought of the girl's pleated skirt and ponytail in his heart.

But he never dared to look back, even for a glance.

The word "like" is like a butterfly limited by youth, fluttering in the wind lightly, but it landed on a person's shoulder, and the person who released the butterfly suddenly caught a glimpse of the god in the long pursuit.

Even if it is close at hand, it is still out of reach, and it will shatter like soap bubbles with a light touch.

In a trance, he turned back to the boy he was more than ten years ago, standing on the tip of Xia Ri's tail, looking at the shadows of the trees, the sun, and the beginning of a heartbeat.

Like the bubbling bubbles in ice soda, it wants to be suppressed but comes up all over again, reckless and rampant, filling his stomach full of sweet and sour thoughts to the young man who has gone too far away from his youth.

The screen of the mobile phone lighted up secretly in the dark night, at one o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Zhehan posted a Weibo, and Aite called Gong Jun.

It's the ritual sense of the wedding night, he explained to himself in his heart.

But in retrospect, it is clearly adolescence when I secretly gave my sweetheart Sai Qi a strange little note.

He leaned back and seemed to rub against the corner of the sleeping man's clothes.

——Happy newlyweds, Gong Jun.

--Good night.