salted fish marriage

Before Qin Ling moved the pile of books and flower pots away, Tong Beibei was relieved.

Qin Ling hesitated and said, "Honey, do you like to lie down?"

Tong Beibei was firm: "Yes! I like to lie down!"

Qin Ling tried to "dig" deeply, and asked, "Do you have... other hobbies?"

Tong Beibei: "Do yoga."

Qin Ling thought about Tong Beibei's "folded" posture that day when his upper body was on the mat and his legs were upright, and he promptly extinguished his desire to try yoga.

Qin Ling: "Others, huh?"

Tong Beibei was too afraid that if Qin Ling thought about it, it would come out, so she bit her to death: "No more."

Qin Ling: "I remember you are good at drawing."

Tong Beibei: "I'm lazy."

Qin Ling: "Piano?"

Tong Beibei spread her hands, and said lazily, "I haven't played it recently."

Qin Ling: "Then you recently..."

Tong Beibei: "Lie down."

Qin Ling: "..."

Qin Ling asked Chu Huaiyan: "Beibei likes to lie down, what should I do?"

Chu Huaiyan was puzzled: "Like to lie down? Then let him lie down. You don't need to use piles of RMB to make him lie down. Can you afford a sofa?"

Qin Ling asked Jin Feng.

Jin Feng figured out a clue: "Ah, then he must like reading books or watching movies?"

"You think, generally like to lie down, you can't really lie still, right? You must find something to do."

"The serious things you can do while lying down are nothing more than reading books and watching movies."

Jin Feng: "You can ask him, my wife, if you have any questions."

Qin Ling asked, and when he asked, the scene fell into a silence that he couldn't understand for a while—Tong Beibei paused, staring at the expression on his face, as if wondering why he asked such a question, and didn't speak for several seconds .

After a while, Tong Beibei said slowly: "Ah, there are movies, documentaries and so on."

Qin Ling: "Which aspect?"

Tong Beibei thought for a while: "It's all there, love, thriller, science fiction, suspense, I can see whatever there is, it's quite mixed."

Qin Ling then asked: "Do you also watch mixed documentaries?"

Tong Beibei: "Documentaries, that's what to watch. It's not my turn to choose. After all, there are not many films of this kind, and the time of one episode is also short. I have watched many of them."

Qin Ling: "Then why didn't we set up an audio-visual room?"

Tong Beibei paused, he really hadn't considered this.

He said truthfully: "I didn't expect that."

"When I'm at home, I don't sleep during the day, and I basically stay outside in the living room, and the living room looks the same."

Qin Ling nodded and said nothing.

Tong Beibei also quickly put the topic and the words behind her.

Afterwards, Qin Ling didn't think about what to do, and he regained his energy and went to work normally.

Qin Mushan returned to school, sending messages from time to time to ask about French.

Everything seems to be back on track.

Until this day, Qin Ling replaced a projector at home.

During the installation, Tong Beibei watched Qin Ling's various adjustments, but couldn't help, so he just stood aside and watched silently.

Tong Beibei: "Why did you change it?"

Qin Ling: "This one is better, and you will look more comfortable."

Tong Beibei hadn't studied these before, so she said casually, "I don't choose, as long as I can see it."

Qin Ling said while debugging: "You often watch it, of course you have to choose the best one."

Tong Beibei was surprised, the best?

"Is it expensive?"

Qin Ling was busy with the work in hand, with a nonchalant expression: "Don't worry about this, money is spent."

Tong Beibei nodded and accepted Qin Ling's kindness: "Thank you husband."

Only then did Qin Ling look at Tong Beibei, and said softly, "Thank you for telling me."

Tong Beibei smiled sweetly at Qin Ling.

After the machine was debugged and he cast something on the screen to see the effect, Tong Beibei discovered the gap between the average and the best.

He was surprised: "This effect is too good, is it so much worse?"

Qin Ling asked: "Is it possible?"

Tong Beibei was pleasantly surprised: "Yes! That's great!"

Qin Ling curled the corners of his lips.

not finished.

Qin Ling then gave Tong Beibei a mobile hard drive: "There are more than 3 movies and thousands of documentaries in it, which should be enough for you to watch for the time being."

Tong Beibei: "Where did you find it?" Can you download so many online now?can't you?

Isn't it copyrighted now?

Qin Ling: "I asked the person from the movie theater to help me get it. Don't worry, I've bought it and unlocked the secret key."

bought? !

Tong Beibei was surprised.

Seeing that Tong Beibei looked at him with wide eyes, Qin Ling asked, "What's wrong?"

"Husband!" Tong Beibei threw herself into Qin Ling's arms, kissed Qin Ling on the face with a poke, and said, "You are too kind!"

Qin Ling's heart was not easy, and he finally did something right.

He hugged his extremely happy partner in his arms, and his heart became sweeter.

"As long as you like it."

Tong Beibei: "How did you think of it?"

Qin Ling coaxed: "You said you like to lie down, and also like to watch movies and documentaries. Of course, I will find a way to help you."

Qin Ling confirmed it again: "Do you like it?"

Tong Beibei: "Yes! I like it, I like it so much! Husband, you are so kind!"

Qin Ling immediately savored the mood at the moment, and thought that love is really amazing, but Bei Bei just rushed over to hug him, kiss him and praise him, his soul would go to the sky.

"Then tonight..."

Qin Ling would "reward" himself.

He hinted at wanting to be somewhere other than the bedroom tonight.

Tong Beibei: "Where is it?"

Qin Ling leaned closer to Tong Beibei's ear: "The living room, on your yoga mat."

He always remembered Tong Beibei's posture of lying on his stomach with his legs facing the sky.

He felt that if Beibei lay on her stomach and turned her back to him in that position...

Qin Ling: "OK?"

Tong Beibei was ashamed, but she was still coaxed by Qin Ling and nodded.

……

clean it.

"No, ice water." Qin Ling not only arrived nearly an hour late, but also refused the bartender's suggestion to serve him wine.

Chu Huaiyan turned his head and swept Qin Ling's face, snorted, and teased: "Why, my wife remarried with you? Such a person is in good spirits on happy occasions."

Qin Ling took the ice water and said, "Why, it's not done yet?"

Holding the wine glass in his hand, Chu Huaiyan snorted unhurriedly: "It's early."

Qin Ling: "Is it so difficult?"

Chu Huaiyan: "Do you think it's easy for your wife to fall in love with you?"

Qin Ling took a sip of ice water, didn't get angry at all, and said calmly: "Bei Bei and I are going to treat you and Min Heng to a meal."

Chu Huaiyan wondered: "What kind of food are you eating?"

Qin Ling: "The fan who hooked us up."

Chu Huaiyan raised his eyebrows: "Okay."

The place to eat is not arranged in the hotel restaurant, but directly at home.

Chu Huaiyan arrived, and so did Min Heng.

It is rare for two friends to meet in a place outside the hotel suite, and it is also rare for them to meet without arguing.

So we sat down face to face, although it was very embarrassing and the atmosphere was delicate, at least we were able to communicate normally.

Min Heng: "Your ring is still with me."

Chu Huaiyan: "Well, it's useless, throw it away."

Min Heng: "So expensive."

Chu Huaiyan: "I don't feel bad."

Min Heng: "My heart aches."

Chu Huaiyan took a deep breath.

Looking back, the couple who were having dinner at home were in perfect harmony——

Tong Beibei: "Honey, help me taste this soup."

Qin Ling: "Here we come."

Tong Beibei scooped up the spoonful of soup, held it up in one hand, put the other hand under the spoon, and brought it to Qin Ling's mouth, Qin Ling drank it, tasted it, nodded and said: "Just right."

Tong Beibei said happily: "Is it just right? That's fine."

Qin Ling leaned over to the stove and took a look, put his hand on Tong Beibei's waist, and asked, "Are you ready? Is there anything else I need to do?"

Tong Beibei: "I'll be ready soon, no need, oh, take out the bowls and chopsticks."

Qin Ling took the bowl and chopsticks from Tong Beibei.

Chu Huaiyan saw it, and looked away in embarrassment.

Min Heng also saw it, and his expression looked a little unnatural.

At the same time, both of them thought of a marriage proposal farce not long ago in the living room here.

Min Heng sniffed his nose, and Chu Huaiyan raised his hand to touch the tip of his nose.

During the meal, Tong Beibei politely signaled Chu Huaiyan to eat whatever he wanted, and brought food for Min Heng and Qin Ling.

Min Heng took a few more glances at Tong Beibei and Qin Ling, and couldn't hide the envy in his eyes.

Qin Ling was about to open a bottle of wine, Tong Beibei stood up naturally, said "I'll get it", took it back, and handed it to Qin Ling, who took it.

Min Heng watched silently, taking in all this thoughtfully.

After dinner, Min Heng and Tong Beibei were upstairs.

Chu Huaiyan and Qin Ling were downstairs.

The two upstairs drink tea.

The two downstairs were drinking.

Qin Ling's wine is all good wine, Chu Huaiyan held the wine glass and looked at Qin Ling: "I said before that I was broken in love, but now I don't want to lose it?"

Qin Ling said concisely: "It's okay."

Chu Huaiyan: "You're okay, but I'm much worse."

Looking at Qin Ling, he said, "Oh, what does it feel like to be married?"

Qin Ling: "Didn't you see it today?"

Chu Huaiyan nodded: "Yes."

After a pause, there was envy in his tone, and there was a bit of self-deprecation in his expression, "It looks pretty good."

"I'm telling you, I didn't introduce the wrong person, Tong Beibei is just very suitable for life."

"Ah."

Chu Huaiyan put his hand on Qin Ling's shoulder: "Oh, it's not that you like him and he doesn't like you, and you complained about being broken in love before? How come your mentality is better now?"

Qin Ling turned around and asked, "What can I do if it's not good?"

Chu Huaiyan thought for a while, then nodded, "That's right." He couldn't cry, make trouble, and hang himself.

Chu Huaiyan couldn't see his own emotional problems, but he could understand other people's problems, and said, "Take your time."

The tea was very fragrant. The two sat on the bay window. Min Heng held the cup and looked at Tong Beibei: "I see you and your husband are getting along well. How is your relationship developing?"

Tong Beibei pursed her lips and nodded: "I'm working hard."

Min Heng laughed, and asked him how he was doing, what level he was at, and what was the matter if he replied "working hard"?

Min Heng then asked: "To what extent have you worked hard?"

Tong Beibei took a sip of tea, thought for a while, and said, "We get along pretty well."

Min Heng, a bystander, said clearly: "You have a good temper, you are the leader in the lord, you can cook and live, and whoever marries you is not always 'very good'."

Emphasis: "I'm asking about feelings, feelings."

"At once……"

Tong Bei was stunned for a while, "Still working hard. I will work hard with him."

Min Heng shook his head.

Tong Beibei: "What's wrong?"

Min Heng held the teacup in his hand, unhurriedly: "Do you think the two of us have gone to two completely different extremes?"

"As for me, I pay special attention to feelings and feelings. I can't tolerate any flaws. Love comes first."

"I'm still afraid of marriage, and it's hard to imagine what it would be like to spend my whole life with a person in a flat and consistent way."

"As for you, you put aside your feelings and just want to find someone to marry."

"When you get married, you can live peacefully and happily at home, without thinking too much about anything."

Tong Beibei nodded after listening, "It's all good."

Min Heng looked down at the cup in his hand, and muttered, "What's the matter?"

He could see it clearly: "It's hard for me to get married. When Chu Huaiyan knelt down to propose to me that day, my hair would stand on end. If I didn't jump off the building too high, I would die. I would marry you on the spot." The balcony flew off."

"You, you see everything very lightly, and you see everything very openly. With you, life is perfect, but emotionally it is like entering a vacuum zone, very empty and lacking."

Tong Beibei said gently, "I'm working hard."

Min Heng smiled and raised his head, with light in his beautiful cat eyes.

He raised his chin defiantly, reached out to Tong Beibei, and squeezed his face:

"Baby, if you don't like feelings, you don't like them. It's useless to work hard."

Tong Beibei: "The feelings I'm talking about are not the same as the feelings you're talking about."

Min Heng: "I know."

"The relationship you mentioned is the tacit understanding, tenderness, and mutual affection that you cultivated with your husband after marriage."

"The feeling I'm talking about is love."

Min Heng: "You just want your tacit understanding, tenderness, and companionship, and you don't want love, right?"

Tong Beibei nodded.

Min Heng also nodded: "Yes, so when you get married, when your husband mentions it, you just nod. You don't choose a house, you don't care about the size, you don't want a bride price, and you don't hold a wedding."

"You know what that feels like?"

Tong Beibei: "What?"

Min Heng paused every word: "Too perfect, so perfect that it looks like a fake."

Tong Beibei showed his thoughts.

Min Heng: "It also seems that you are ready to withdraw immediately if it is not suitable at any time."

Tong Beibei: "Qin Ling and I did agree at the beginning that if it's not suitable, we will separate directly."

Min Heng spread his hands: "Look, I said it."

Tong Beibei didn't understand, so: "Is there a problem?"

Min Heng shook his head: "No problem, of course no problem, this is your marriage, it's OK if you think it's suitable. I just think..."

Tong Beibei: "What do you think?"

Min Heng: "There is love in marriage, just like cooking with seasoning, it will be more delicious."

"Don't you always like all kinds of beautiful affairs, and you also like to study recipes?"

"Aren't you curious, yearning, and attracted to such a marriage?"

Min Heng and Chu Huaiyan left.

Tong Beibei stood in front of the mirror and brushed her teeth.

He was slightly lost in thought: a marriage with love, a better marriage, don't you yearn for it?

The answer, of course, is longing.

Even if he said bluntly that he didn't need the illusory feeling of love, he had to admit that if love really existed, then such a beautiful feeling would be like a blooming flower, and everyone would like it.

But such "flowers" and such marriages must be very rare.

He never met.

What if we met?

At night, Tong Beibei leaned against Qin Ling's arms, thinking silently: Then maybe his attitude towards "love" will really change.

However, before encountering such a good relationship and marriage, Tong Beibei met his biological father's family while burning incense with Min Heng in the temple under the scorching sun in mid-July.