Marriage by agreement, focus on participation

In the eyes of the people around him, Qi Ye knew that he hadn't done anything, yet he seemed to feel that he had really done something.

He was entangled in these two thoughts, and without paying attention, he picked up the coffee cup that Fu Wan had used.

The concept of indirect kissing appeared in his mind shockingly.

He suddenly had a very clear understanding of his recent situation——

He has some worldly desires for Wanwan.

"Grandma, don't worry." Fu Wan was still talking to Mrs. Qi, "Help me to the end, my brother and I have a good relationship, and even the process of getting married after marriage is saved, just go straight to the old couple model."

"Okay, it's also fate." Grandma smiled kindly, and recalled some past events, "Wan Wan, you came to our house for the first time when you were a child, and your mother put on a small skirt. I was joking with you back then. Said, in the future, I will be a little princess for brother Qi Ye."

Fu Wan: "..."

Which pot does this old lady not open and which pot to lift.

This is his dark history, and it is also Qi Ye's.

After all, the bad-tempered "sister" that Qi Ye had coaxed for half a month lifted up her little skirt with a cold face in front of him one day.

The day was so chatted to death.

Fu Wan kicked Qi Ye several times, signaling that she wanted to leave.

Qi Ye was kicked out of the world by him, and he glanced at him complicatedly.

"Grandma, someone has shown it to you. I have to go to the company later, so I'll take Fu Wan back first." Qi Ye said politely to grandma.

"Go ahead." Grandma said.

On the way away from the main house, Fu Wan didn't see the cousin who was named by Qi Ye again.

"Grandma likes you very much," he said.

"She likes you better." Qi Ye put him in the passenger seat, lowered his head to fasten his seat belt, "Every time I come back, she will ask you."

"I'm likable." Fu Wan leaned back on the seat, taking Qi Ye as the driver with peace of mind. After a while, before Qi Ye could answer, he turned his head and asked, "Brother?"

"Yes yes yes." The absent-minded Qi Ye said perfunctorily.

Fu Wan's final design involved game mechanism design. He opened the car window a small slit, and lowered his head to take Qi Ye's computer modification plan.

A message popped up from the chat software he had logged in——

[An Xia]: Damn, have you seen Qi Ye's circle of friends?He said he was getting married.

[Fu Erdai]: I haven't had time to look at it yet.

An Xia is a friend Fu Wan met in college, from the broadcasting and hosting department, and both of them are contracted anchors of Pingxin TV.

[An Xia]: Hey, you didn't tell you when you were getting married when you were young.

[An Xia]: Poor Wanwan, your cp doesn't want you anymore, many people's houses have collapsed.

This statement of cp is quite interesting, Fu Wan squeezed her phone and laughed.

These days, it seems that those who have a little better relationship can form a cp.

For example, he and Qi Ye were not only grouped as CP, but also took up one-third of an acre of land in the university's forum.

"What are you laughing at?" Qi Ye sensed his good mood.

"Did you post on Moments?" Fu Wan asked.

"Well, we are divided into groups, and only the people from the company and our classmates who are familiar with each other can see it." Qi Ye replied, "The marriage will not be made public for the time being, and only our own media will be left on the scene. You can understand me when I say that. ?"

"Understood." Fu Wan said, "I'm an hourly worker. When someone is staring at me, I'm your wife, and at other times I'm your brother."

Qi Ye: "..."

"Are you annoying? Don't keep asking me if I understand." Fu Wan said, "Brother, we are the ones who share the same bed. I know you better than your mother."

Qi Ye was expressionless: "Yes, yes."

Qi Ye threw Fu Wan back to his bedroom while he drove to Xinyu's office building.

On his laptop, there is still Fu Wan's graduation project that he spent the whole night pondering yesterday. Qi Ye glanced at it casually. It is a love-themed mobile game. At first glance, it is quite accurate for the target market.

He exited the file, opened the search engine, and typed the three letters gay.

Is he?

He doesn't know either.

There was nothing nutritious in the search results. Qi Ye swiped all the way down and saw countless "Is there 1?"

He closed the interface with a headache, and then met the fund application plan of the previous brother game.

The screen of the phone on the table lit up.

[Fu Erdai]: Husband.

[Fu Erdai]: Sunglasses Soybean grinning.jpg

Qi Ye took a deep breath and called Fu Wan.

"What's the matter? Classmate Fu Zaozao." He deliberately ignored the address he just saw.

"Don't eat at the company." Fu Wan said, "I've made dinner, and I'm supposed to be an aunt, but I can't find her after I'm done, so come back and eat."

"...Understood." Qi Ye said.

When he came home, there was the dinner that Fu Wan had cooked on the island in the kitchen.The moderately wide and narrow noodles are covered with fresh broccoli and decorated with a beautiful poached egg, which is very attractive.

Qi Ye stared at the bowl and was silent for a while before picking up his chopsticks and starting to eat.

Fu Wan spent a while cooking.

Everything he does is quite beautiful, but only beautiful.

Fu Wan can cook all the food into the same taste, which is even blander than the big pot dishes in the school cafeteria.

After Qi Ye finished eating the noodle-flavored broccoli, he walked through the verandah and passed the bathroom, when he heard the sound of splashing water coming from inside.

This bathroom is only used by him and Fu Wanwan at home. He just slowed down and was about to leave when the door beside him suddenly opened, and a hand that was still dripping water was pulled out from the crack of the door, and the toilet on his white shirt A small piece of the cuff was wet.

"I forgot my pajamas brother, I came back just in time, find me one of yours." Fu Wan's voice, half covered by the sound of water, came from the crack of the door.

Through the door, Qi Ye could imagine his current appearance.

The silver-gray hair with highlights at the end was completely wetted by water drops, and it was softly attached to the white neck and cheeks. The red rope with the safety buckle around the neck was soaked soft, and the white and symmetrical collarbone was full of water. Transparent drops of water added a thin layer of light to the water-soaked skin under the shadow of the lamp, and the water marks went all the way down and shattered on the ankles.

Qi Ye patted the waste out of his head: "Your injured foot... remember not to get wet."

"Yes yes yes." A series of perfunctory voices came from inside.

Fu Wan left several pajamas with Qi Ye, and the aunt at home knew that the two of them had a good relationship, so she folded their clothes together.

Qi Ye found Fu Wan's pajamas from his closet. Hearing the sound of water, he hesitated outside the bathroom door for a while, then opened the door and walked in.

In the hazy mist, Fu Wan had just turned off the shower, and was sitting by the bathtub waiting for him, with a towel on her head.

Through the fog, Fu Wan felt that his brother, who just came back from the company, was noble and cold, with a hint of arrogance.

Qi Ye didn't even look at him, but just stared at his feet, his expression still not very good.

The moist and warm water vapor has not yet dissipated, his cheeks are slightly red, the insteps and toes are warmed into a thin powder, a small drop of water falls from the tip of his hair, and falls to the edge of the eyelids, Fu Wan reaches out to rub his eyes .

Qi Ye turned his back and turned his eyes away.

"Brother, where's the underwear?" Fu Wan took the clothes Qi Ye sent and blinked innocently, "I put it in neutral?"

"...Wear it yourself." Qi Ye threw down his clothes and fled in despair.

"Dog man, you're not married yet! I can't command you anymore!" Fu Wan shouted behind him.

Having seen so many cases of formal marriages, Qi Ye is quite confident in his determination. The marriage between the Qi family and the Fu family is scheduled to take half a month.

Qi Ye made up his mind to distance himself from Fu Wan. He went to the company early the next morning, and then went to City C for a meeting. He didn't go home for several days, and he didn't contact Fu Wan.

After half a map of China, his body is peaceful, but his soul is very restless.

He didn't contact his fiancée, and his fiancée ignored him.

He knows in his heart that this is the state that an agreed marriage should have, and it is also the distance he has been wanting these days, but the empty and boring atmosphere cannot be ignored.

It's like having a pen that he's used to. Usually, he can hold it firmly in his palm as soon as he stretches out his hand. One day, it disappeared, and he couldn't get anything when he stretched out his hand. The bewilderment and hesitation were palpable.

Moreover, Fu Wan is not a utensil, Fu Wan is the brother next door that he has protected since he was a child.

On his mobile phone, the conversation with Fu Wan was still a few days ago.He refreshed several times, checked the phone's network, but couldn't find a new message from the dialog box.

He was in a bad mood, and the branch employees were more cautious.

At the same time, Fu Wan was chatting with An Xia in the school cafeteria.

"Hey, do you think we have that kind here..." Fu Wan asked, "Is there a custom of not meeting young couples before marriage? He won't look for me, so I don't dare to act rashly."

After all, Qi Ye is more careful than him.

"Who is getting married?"

Fu Wan: "Your father and me."

"You want to get married too?" An Xia was surprised, "What? Are all of you graduating for performance?"

Fu Wan was a little depressed.

Since Qi Ye forgot to get his underwear that day, he has ignored him for five days.

Just ignore it, and don't even send him WeChat messages.

He didn't care about it, and he didn't know what his brother was thinking about.

"Can you two stagger the time?" An Xia said awkwardly, "I have to pay two shares at a time, I feel a little distressed."

He studied broadcasting and hosting, but he chose dubbing as his major. He can cut various voices in his daily speech. Every time Fu Wan and him are two, they can chat to the effect of a room full of people.

"No way. We can't make a mistake." Fu Wan refused.

"Do you two have to get married one day?" An Xia was speechless, "If the cp is gone, it will be gone, so it's not like you won't even attend the other party's wedding."

"No." Fu Wan comforted him, "Think about it, I married Qi Ye."

"..."

"?"

"You and...Qi Ye?" An Xia was shocked, "Nest grass?"

"Marriage by agreement, for outsiders to see." Fu Wan was unmoved.

"Then you two are considered gay?" An Xia asked.

Fu Wan ignored him because his brother finally sent him a message.

[Qi Ye]: Wanwan, get the certificate, do you want to go?

The author says:

Fu Wan: straight man pretends to be gay; Qi Ye: gay pretends to be straight (.