Disciplinary Guidelines

For Jiang Heng, Liu Mianmian's problems have never been his concern.

If he didn't even have this little confidence in Ji Yao, then he wouldn't approach Ji Yao again at the very beginning, and he wouldn't acquiesce to the two of them starting over again.

For Jiang Heng, as long as Ji Yao was not married at that time, there was still a possibility for them to turn back to each other.From the day when he decided to try to get back together, Jiang Heng no longer cared about the past, so whether it was a physical marriage or whether there were other secrets in the middle, to Jiang Heng, at best, it could only be regarded as icing on the cake.

His knots and worries were never in the unchangeable past, but in Ji Yao.

Jiang Heng could tell that Ji Yao was indeed making changes these days.

Facing what he didn't want to face, confessing what he didn't want to confess—he was walking towards him step by step.

So the rational dam in Jiang Heng's heart began to faintly collapse. His chest was very full, his Adam's apple rolled up and down for a moment, and he squeezed out a sentence with some difficulty.

"But... are you really sure—" Jiang Heng asked.

There was no beginning or end to his sentence, and there was nothing to say after half a sentence, Ji Yao frowned in confusion, unable to understand what he was going to ask.

"What?" Ji Yao asked.

Jiang Heng didn't seem to be very good at this, he took a deep breath and said, "I mean, you—"

Before he finished speaking, the door of the main hall of the small building was suddenly pushed open, Xiao Tong poked his head out from the door, and looked at them suspiciously through the car glass.

Jiang Heng and Ji Yao caught Xiao Tong's figure at the same time from the corner of their eyes. They were like high school students who were caught in a puppy love. Same.

Xiao Tong looked at them in bewilderment for a while, then couldn't help walking over and knocking on the car window.

"Why didn't you get out of the car after going home for a long time?" Xiao Tong asked.

Xiao Tong didn't want to bother them at first, but she watched Jiang Heng's car stalled for a long time upstairs, fearing that they would freeze in the car, so she had to come out to have a look.

"Ah, I have something to say just now." Jiang Heng coughed dryly and changed the subject: "Did you find your ring?"

"I found it, it's on the dining table." Xiao Tong looked at Jiang Heng, then at Ji Yao, pointed at himself blankly, and said, "How about...you talk for a while? I'll go back to the room first?"

"No, no, no need." When facing elders, Ji Yao always seemed to bring a set of service modules with him. He hurriedly got out of the car, and changed the subject indiscriminately: "Auntie, don't you say you are going to the Temple of the City God?" Do you worship God?"

"Ah! That's right!" Xiao Tong said: "Seeing their churches abroad every day is almost regarded as aesthetic fatigue. I decided to go to localized places of worship to edify myself."

Xiao Tong thumped his palms and said, "Yaoyao, let's go too!"

"What is he going, Mom." Jiang Heng got out of the car, leaning against the car door and said with a smile, "He's been on the night shift all night, let him catch up on sleep at home."

Jiang Heng looked at Ji Yao while talking, and said meaningfully: "Take a good look at the house, let's come back to talk about something at night."

Ji Yao belatedly smacked a bit of taste, and the corners of his brows and eyes were filled with contented joy.

In fact, he didn't want to break the last layer of window paper with Jiang Heng in this hasty atmosphere. The "birthday gift" he prepared hadn't arrived yet, so he always felt that he didn't have the confidence to say anything now.

"You guys go." Ji Yao smiled with his eyes bent, and said, "I'll wait for you to have dinner together at night."

"Okay then." Although Xiao Tong was regretful, he was also afraid that he might not be able to rest well, so he walked up to him and hugged him, and said, "Then Yaoyao can rest at home, if you wake up and want to find us, you can go to us." Xiaoheng called."

"Understood, auntie." Ji Yao said with a smile.

After Jiang Heng drove Xiao Tong away, Ji Yao walked around the living room.He was high-spirited, didn't feel sleepy, and didn't have much thought of catching up on sleep.

He cleaned the house up and down like an obsessive-compulsive disorder, then sat on the sofa and swiped his phone over and over again.

Around 10:30, the lawyer I contacted last night sent Ji Yao a blank document on time.

"This is the pre-determined template, please take a closer look." The other party said: "If there are any additional terms, you can add an appendix yourself, and then take them together for notarization."

"Understood." Ji Yao quickly replied: "Thank you."

The people Ge Xing recruited are generally quite reliable. Ji Yao read the document at a glance and found no problems, so he imported it into the computer and printed it out.

The freshly baked warm paper smelled of ink, Ji Yao couldn't help but reached out and stroked a handful of cover paper, and neatly put it in a plastic folder.

Holding this document, Ji Yao vaguely felt a sense of stability.He didn't sleep all night last night, and now he felt sleepy belatedly, so he stuffed the folder under the pillow, and then rolled his arms around the pillow into the quilt to catch up on sleep.

He slept until the afternoon, and was finally awakened by the sound of footsteps outside the door.

Ji Yao turned over on the bed in a half-dream and half-awake state, squinted his eyes and looked out the window, only to find that the sky outside had already turned dark.

There were light footsteps from the outside room separated by a door, and the slippers rubbed against the wooden floor, making a regular rustling sound.

The aroma of food is in the air, the aroma of black pepper sauce is quite strong, mixed with a little mint aroma, refreshing and refreshing.

Ji Yao sat up from the bed, touched his phone and took a look, only to find that it was past four o'clock.

Jiang Heng's footsteps finally stopped at his door, and after a while, he stretched out his hand and gently knocked on Ji Yao's door.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Heng asked through a door.

"Wake up!" Ji Yao said.

Ji Yao didn't expect that after sleeping for such a long time, he was unprepared for many things, so he hurriedly pulled up the messy quilt, and then took out the prepared document from under the pillow.

His heart was pounding, he felt the tension before confessing his confession, and also the excitement that he was about to get what he wanted.

He licked his lips, took a deep breath, then hid the documents behind him, and slammed open the door of his room.

It's been a while since Jiang Heng came back, he changed into home clothes and leaned against the door, Ji Yao followed the momentum of opening the door and threw himself on him, hugging him.

Since the last time he made a fuss in the mall, Jiang Heng no longer rejects such intimate contact. He took advantage of the opportunity to rub Ji Yao's sleepy hair, and said, "Go down to eat, my mother asked me to come up and call you .”

As he spoke, he turned around and was about to go downstairs, but Ji Yao hugged his waist like brown sugar and didn't let go.

"Happy birthday." Ji Yao said.

Jiang Heng hummed with a smile, and joked: "We are happy together."

"Eat so early?" Ji Yao said pointedly: "Is there any after-dinner program?"

"Is there any program, it's not a child anymore." Jiang Heng turned his head and smiled: "It's just a birthday, just get together and have a meal."

"That won't work." Ji Yao tightened his arms, pulled out the folder from behind, held it up to Jiang Heng, shook it, and said, "...Look, birthday present."

Jiang Heng was stunned.

The file folder used by Ji Yao is pure and transparent, and the contents inside can be seen clearly without opening it. On the cover page, a row of large characters saying "Desired Custody Agreement" is printed on A4 paper with a white background, which is so eye-catching that only one glance is required. You can see clearly.

Jiang Heng suddenly fell silent, and a heavy, indistinct thing covered his body visibly with the naked eye, so that although his expression didn't change much, Ji Yao still noticed the change in the atmosphere.

"What's wrong?" Ji Yao couldn't help asking.

Jiang Heng didn't speak, he took the document from Ji Yao, opened it and glanced at it.

The column for Ji Yao has already signed his name and ID number, but the column for Jiang Heng is still empty, waiting for him to fill it in.

There are only a few pages in this document. With Jiang Heng's speed of reading the document, he can read it from beginning to end in less than 2 minutes.

At the end of the document, there is Ji Yao's signature in the confirmation column. As long as Jiang Heng puts his name on the paper, the two of them will have a bond and connection in the legal sense.

Jiang Heng's finger unconsciously landed on that point and stroked it lightly.

Jiang Heng's mood was very strange, it didn't look like he was purely moved, nor did he show any joy, it seemed that there was a huge wave in his heart, but he didn't show anything, only a subtle atmosphere spread uncontrollably In a quiet room.

Ji Yao wasn't sure what he meant, he was at a loss and didn't say anything, and there was still a vague feeling in his heart that something was beyond his control.

His heart was pounding, and he couldn't help but ask, "Jiang Heng?"

After a long time, Jiang Heng closed the document, turned around, and looked at Ji Yao.

There was a faint smile on Jiang Heng's face, he took off Ji Yao's arm from his waist, and held the document in front of Ji Yao's eyes for a moment.

"I'll make it one last time." Jiang Heng said, "Are you really ready?"

"What's the matter? Isn't this sincere?" Ji Yao didn't realize what he meant at first, and thought it was a little funny, so he couldn't help but said: "If you are worried, I will go to the notarization with you tomorrow, okay? "

"No, what I mean is, are you really going to start a family with me?" Jiang Heng deliberately put an accent on the word: "It's not just about being in love, but living together from now on, and facing the trivial things in life together." , the parents are short-sighted."

Ji Yao's face changed slightly.

Jiang Heng's words hit a certain pain point in his heart—Jiang Heng is indeed the person who knows him best in the world, he easily clicked on the only rotten gap among all the flowers and flowers, and precisely aimed at Ji Yao's most feared place. The place.

"Do you not believe me?" Ji Yao forcibly restrained his instinctive reaction like stress, he took a deep breath, tried not to avoid this topic, smiled reluctantly, and said as easily as possible: "This is not true. Is it the same? I give myself to you, stay loyal, support each other, and then fall in love with you for the rest of my life, isn't that good?"

"It's different." Jiang Heng was exceptionally abnormal today. He seemed to be surprisingly stubborn on this issue, as if he was looking for a war: "I just want an accurate statement."

Ji Yao is not a perfect lover, but Jiang Heng knows that neither is he himself.

What he wants and cares about is different from ordinary people, it seems easy to reach, but also seems difficult to be far away.

He has an almost harsh standard for judging "a lifetime", and even after the breakup, his standard has risen.

For Jiang Heng three years ago, everything he has now is enough for him to be satisfied, but once the mirror is broken, Jiang Heng is no longer satisfied with a passing grade.

"Get married, get married, why do you have to worry about this verbal name!" Ji Yao finally couldn't help it, he took a step back, looked at Jiang Heng with an incomprehensible look, and said under fire: "Everything now What's the difference between getting married and getting married, just like three years ago, didn't we get along very easily? There is emotion, and now I will give you the protection of the law. Aren't these things more meaningful than verbal things?"

Ji Yao didn't understand that he was afraid of starting a family, but he was willing to bypass the point he was most afraid of and give Jiang Heng all the factors for starting a family.That being the case, what is the importance of that verbal guarantee?

They can obviously go on living tacitly, and then go through a lifetime.

But Jiang Heng didn't speak. He rolled up the document into a loose tube and patted it on the palm of his hand. It seemed that oil and salt didn't get in.

Ji Yao seemed to be driven into a desperate situation by him, he took a deep breath, the stress-like fear catalyzed into some kind of unknown anger, Ji Yao looked at Jiang Heng's posture of sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, only felt a little The fire rushed to the head in an instant, and it couldn't be suppressed.

Since the reunion, he has been like this, as if a line has been drawn in advance, just waiting for him to walk over.

Ji Yao knew that he made more mistakes when they broke up, and it was because he made the wrong choice first that led to everything that followed, so he had no position to take the initiative to accuse Jiang Heng of anything—because Jiang Heng himself did not turn over his Old accounts, so Ji Yao couldn't bring up the past by himself.

Ji Yao is willing to simply and rudely ignore all the past like Jiang Heng, treating it as non-existent.But Jiang Heng always has such a relaxed attitude, and Ji Yao inevitably has other emotions in his heart - he knows that Jiang Heng has no more love for him, but he doesn't know how much he likes him.

"I've explained everything to you before." Ji Yao turned around in a circle, covered his forehead with his hands, and said reluctantly, "Are you still unhappy?"

"No." Jiang Heng said softly: "It has nothing to do with those, I'm just asking you."

"But once the relationship becomes a family relationship, it's meaningless. It changes the taste. Daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar tea and love are two different things." Ji Yao's emotions suddenly became agitated: "Even the best relationship will turn into a pool of stagnant water, and finally fade into resentment , quarreling and looking at each other with distaste, become a suffocating shackle—what's the point of that!"

"You're right, you look too much like a scumbag." Jiang Heng said with a smile: "Didn't anyone slap you when we broke up for so many years?"

Ji Yao got angry, sneered, and said indiscriminately: "You didn't get slapped when you changed more than a dozen boyfriends a year, how could it be my turn?"

"Indeed, I'm not a good person either." Jiang Heng still smiled: "But Ah Yao, if I didn't know who you are, I would think your rhetoric is too much."

Jiang Heng suddenly changed his address, but Ji Yao, who was so angry, failed to notice.

"Who am I?" Ji Yao gritted his teeth and said, "Don't talk like I have a gold medal for avoiding death."

Jiang Heng looked at him quietly, and hooked the corners of his lips for a while.

That casual, perfunctory smile suddenly changed its taste, became meaningful, and even a little tender.

"By the way, you are a bad person." Jiang Heng said half-truthfully, "You are a person who ruins other people's minds."

"Since you knew it, you shouldn't have helped me at that time." Ji Yao said, "I won't be able to help spoiling your feelings any longer."

"What am I afraid of?" Jiang Heng bent his eyes and said with a smile: "I have something sincere and sincere, and I am not afraid of ruining it."

Ji Yao was stunned for a moment, and realized that it was true.

Jiang Heng is an inexhaustible spring, as long as he thinks about it every day, he will be able to produce fresh, surging and inexhaustible love every day.