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Before I met you, I never thought about getting married; when I met you, I never thought about getting married with anyone else. ——Qian Zhongshu

The military parade held two days ago to commemorate the 70th anniversary of the victory of the Chinese People's War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression and the World Anti-Fascist War was rebroadcasted on TV. The sound of the key turning in the door attracted people watching the TV. :"I'm home?"

Song Yao looked at Mu Cheng who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa playing with a red invitation card, and asked while changing his shoes, "Hmm. Whose invitation card is this?"

"Soutinger's."

"Let me take a look." After speaking, Song Yao ignored the invitation that Mu Cheng raised his hand, stepped forward and took the hand he extended, took off his shoes, got into his arms and sat down, then pulled the hand back and put it away. in front of myself.

Mu Cheng was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

Song Yao shrank back, and replied softly: "I want to watch it with you." Mu Cheng couldn't resist Song Yao's coquettish and clingy behavior, so he could only move a little on the sofa to make more room for him. Song Yao sat more comfortably.

Song Yao looked at the "Mu Cheng Quanfu" on the invitation with an inexplicable sense of joy, and said with a smile: "National Day, isn't that the wedding next month? It feels like he hasn't graduated for a few years, and his age should be Not too old, why did you get married so soon?"

"26, he was born in 89, not too young. But when he sent the invitation, he didn't see any excitement that a groom-to-be should have. He said he couldn't help it. His career was on the rise, but his family forced him to go on a blind date. , forcing him to get married, without considering his feelings at all."

"Well, every family has its own scriptures that are hard to recite... Do you think we will also be forced by our family to go on a blind date or even get married?" Song Yao turned his head and blinked at Mu Cheng after finishing speaking.

Mu Cheng rubbed his chin against the soft hair on top of Song Yao's head, "Yes, I will. But I've already thought about it. Now girls are required to have a car and a house ticket when they get married. As soon as I go up, I say that I have nothing."

"Tch, not all girls are so superficial, what if she is attracted by your handsomeness and talent as soon as you go up, what should I do?" Song Yao accurately threw the invitation on the coffee table.

"What are you afraid of? If that's the case, I will make a big move. I raise my hand to show him the ring on my finger, and then tell him that I have made a private appointment with my sweetheart for life, and getting married again is bigamy, which is against the law."

Song Yao raised his hand and slapped Mu Cheng's hand showing off the ring, and said, "You think it was in ancient times, when you privately agreed to give a token of love for life, it counted. It won't constitute bigamy in one lifetime, you think others are stupid."

"Tsk, that's right. Then... I didn't study design. I'll ask someone to borrow a marriage certificate for reference when I come back from the wedding. I'll just get two copies myself."

"Huh? The school trained you for four years to give false testimony?" Song Yao tilted his head back and bumped Mu Cheng deliberately.

Mu Cheng's jaw was hit, his teeth hit the inner wall of his lower lip, and a bloody smell filled his mouth.He frowned slightly: "Hiss—it's bleeding, look at what you've done."

Song Yao turned his head and opened Mu Cheng's lower lip with his hands. He really saw a small opening on the thin inner wall, and the faint blood color slowly faded away.He quickly stood up: "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm going to get the medicine."

Mu Cheng restrained Song Yao who wanted to escape from his arms: "What kind of medicine do you take, don't think about running away in fear of crime." After speaking, he pressed the back of Song Yao's head and kissed him, their lips and tongues were intimately intertwined, and the smell of blood was in the two mouths Like ripples on the surface of a lake...

Su Tingjie returned to city B after graduation, where his job and new house were located, so the wedding was naturally held in city B.When Mu Cheng and Song Yao arrived at the wedding venue, they happened to see a handsome boy of eighteen or nineteen years old wandering around the hotel entrance.

The two of them were going up the steps to enter the hotel when the boy suddenly ran over and stopped Song Yao and handed him a card folded in half: "Hi handsome guy, are you a guest at Su Tingjie's wedding? Could you please help me?" I give this to him?"

Song Yao turned to Mu Cheng for help, and Mu Cheng looked at the boy in front of him and asked, "Who are you? Since you know his name and can find it here, why don't you just take it in and give it to him?"

"I..." The boy looked down at the card in his hand, hesitant to speak.

Song Yao turned his head and asked softly: "We can transfer it to him for you, but can you tell us your name?"

"It's on it, he will know after you give it to him, thank you!" After the boy finished speaking, he forced the card into Song Yao's hand, turned around and ran away.

Mu Cheng and Song Yao looked at each other, shrugged helplessly, and entered the arena side by side.

When I saw Su Tingjie welcoming the guests in the hotel lobby, Mu Cheng smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Jie, happy wedding, happy marriage for a hundred years!"

"Come on, thank you, please sit inside." Su Tingjie had a standard smile on his face, and his movements were stiff, as if he had become a machine repeatedly nodding and bowing.

"Oh, by the way, someone gave me this just now and asked me to pass it on to you." Mu Cheng handed out the card.

Su Tingjie turned his head to look around: "Who is it?"

"I don't know, just give it to me and leave. It's weird." After Mu Cheng finished speaking, Su Tingjie was about to speak when Su's mother came out of the side hall and interrupted him.

"Ah, Ajie, what are you still doing here when the time is up, hurry up and go in, the bride is waiting anxiously, don't miss the good time." Mother Su urged.Su Tingjie stuffed the card into the pocket of his suit on his chest, and greeted Mu Cheng and Song Yao: "Let's go in together, we haven't seen each other for a long time, we have to have a good drink."

The wedding march sounded, and Song Yao looked at the bride in white gauze mopping the floor and the groom in suit and leather shoes under the lights, and couldn't help showing a little envy in his eyes, and Mu Cheng saw them all when he turned his head sideways.

After the ceremony, the bride and groom toasted. After a circle, the bride was shyly responding to the blessings of the guests, while the groom kept drinking.The guests all booed and said that the groom would hurt others, and he was too busy talking to the bride to drink.Only Su Tingjie knew that this was not the case, he just wanted to drink.

After the dinner, Mu Cheng and Song Yao drove back to City A, got off the bus and walked straight home.

Song Yao stepped on the shadows of the two and asked: "Have you ever imagined what your marriage partner looks like?"

The dream of the past flashed through his mind, and Mu Cheng pursed his lips and smiled: "Before I met you, I never thought about getting married; when I met you, I never thought about getting married with anyone else."

Song Yao was taken aback for a moment, watching his own shadow slowly stretch out his hand to hold the hand of the shadow next to him, bowed his head and smiled slightly: "Me too."

"What did you say? I didn't hear it." Mu Cheng turned his ears to pretend to be deaf.

Song Yao lifted the hands they held together: "This is the meeting between Qian Zhongshu and Yang Jiang that will determine a lifetime, and it is exactly what I want to tell you."

After Song Yao finished speaking, he let go of Mu Cheng's hand, turned around and walked towards Mu Cheng with his back on his back: "I hope that one day we can get married, and grandpa will be the witness. At that time, we can still receive red envelopes from our parents. It must have been given to us with a smile, because they no longer object to us being together. At that time, I can announce to all my relatives and friends that you are my husband, and then warn those women who covet you to stay away from you."

Pausing for a while, Song Yao continued thoughtfully: "Well...and then we don't have to be afraid to hold hands, hug or even kiss when we go out, don't have to worry about other people's strange eyes, don't have to worry about gossip, and don't have to worry about people talking about us. There is no shame in moral corruption, because we are legal couples. No, legal couples!"

Mu Cheng didn't respond, just looked at Song Yao blankly.Under the streetlight, not only the corners of his mouth, but also the corners of his eyes were raised slightly, it was a smile, the smile that couldn't be hidden in his eyes flowed out from the corners of his eyes in this way.

Mu Cheng grinned and strode forward, leaning on Song Yao with his back, as if leading the way, but also as if embracing.He said: "Yes, there will be a day. We are still young, we can wait slowly. We can waste a lot of time on our love, and one day the world will know that our love is not because of The gender is the same and humble and vulgar. If that day doesn’t come, it’s a big deal that we don’t need the certificate. We can still grow old together, because at that time, no one will question the existence of two gray-haired old men. Something they call 'love'."

"Ah, how lucky am I to meet you?" Song Yao put his head on the back of Mu Cheng's neck and smiled happily.

"It's not luck, it's destiny." The figures walking back to back fearlessly gradually disappeared into the night.

At this time, the new couple that Song Yao envied may not be happier than him and Mu Cheng...

The guests were gone, the banquet was empty, the bride helped Su Tingjie who was unconscious at the door of the new house, the last bit of patience was broken in front of the pool of acid water Su Tingjie spat on her wedding dress, she couldn't help complaining: "Look at you If you can't drink it, don't drink it, it's all over your body, it's disgusting..." He said, taking off Su Tingjie's vomit-stained suit and throwing it aside.

Not all wedding nights in the bridal chamber are worth a thousand dollars in the spring night, at least that's what the bride thinks when she looks at the groom who is drunk on the sofa and turned into a puddle of mud.Mother Su knocked on the door, and thoughtfully wiped Su Tingjie's face and hands with a hot towel, and just helped him to lie down on the bed, when Su Tingjie turned over and vomited on the bed again.

Seeing the unconcealable anger on her daughter-in-law's face, Mother Su took the initiative to help change the sheets, and cleaned the soiled sheets and clothes in the dark.When cleaning the suit jacket, Su's mother found a card in the pocket that was soaked in vomit, and she pinched a corner with her fingers to pull it out, opened it casually, took a look, and threw it into the trash can in the laundry room.

Newly renovated homes are always brightly lit, and the laundry room is no exception.The light catches the flowing script on the cards in the trash can:

"The maple leaves in Red Maple Park are turning red, I want you to come and see me. Wait for you for three days, if you don't come, I will die. ——Fan"

Maybe things in the world are not fair, one goes up and down, or your happiness is based on my pain...

Just one night after returning from the wedding, Mu Cheng had the same dream as when he was in college, the same scene in the dream... only this time there was no bell to disturb, the bride turned around gracefully accompanied by music, with the veil under her head, It was Song Yao's delicate face, with a shy smile...

"Mu Cheng, are you sure that this marriage is coordinated by God, are you willing to accept Song Yao as your wife?"

"I am willing." Seeing Song Yao, who was dressed in a woman's appearance without any sense of disobedience, Mu Cheng was filled with joy.

The pastor then took the oath: "God made you live in this world. You should take care of your wife with tenderness and patience, respect and love her, live with her alone, respect her family, and fulfill your duty as a husband throughout your life. Are you willing to do this before God and all men?"

"I am willing."

"Song Yao, are you sure that this marriage is coordinated by God, are you willing to accept Mu Cheng as your husband?"

Song Yao bowed his head and did not answer, completely ignoring Mu Cheng's worried expression and whispered reminder.

The pastor asked again: "Song Yao, are you sure that this marriage is matched by God, may..."

"I don't want to!" Song Yao resolutely interrupted the pastor, pulled off his veil, and raised his eyes to meet Mu Cheng's frightened eyes.

Mu Cheng stretched out his hand to pull Song Yao's slightly trembling hand, which was opened by Song Yao, and his body stepped back step by step. "I'm a man, I hate this wedding dress!"

"I'm sorry Song Yao, I'm sorry, let's change our body and continue, okay?" Mu Cheng leaned forward to hold Song Yao, who was retreating, when he heard Song Yao's brisk voice behind him: "Mu Cheng, why don't you look at me?" Look at me?"

Mu Cheng suddenly turned around and met Song Yao's fresh and handsome face in a white suit. He turned around in a panic to find Song Yao who was just wearing a wedding dress, but there was no one there!Fear welled up in his heart, Mu Cheng rushed forward and hugged Song Yao, repeating frantically "Don't leave me" in his ear.

Song Yao pushed him away and smiled lightly: "Okay, am I not here?"

Mu Cheng held Song Yao's face in his hands: "We are legally married after the wedding."

"But there is no godfather..." Song Yao looked around.

"No godfather, no wedding dress, no vows, I don't want anything, as long as you promise me, stay with me, and tell me you're willing, I don't want anything else, I don't want..." Mu Cheng shook his head incoherently As he spoke, Dou Da's tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

Song Yao turned his head to the guest seats, his eyes glazed over. "It doesn't matter if you don't have relatives and friends? They didn't come, no one recognized us. You are lying to me, and you are lying to yourself."

Mu Cheng trembled all over and turned his head to look at the guest seats, but there was no one there!His heart was throbbing, and he bent down and panted with difficulty and told Song Yao: "It's okay, it's okay, it's enough for us to have each other..." The moment he got up, there was only an empty church in front of him.

"Song Yao! Where are you, Song Yao?!" With chaotic steps, he knocked down a pot of fake flowers that came from nowhere.

What responded to him was the sneer of Jesus on the cross: "No god or God allows homosexuality, and you will be punished, the cruelest punishment, which is what you deserve for the crime you committed!"

The laughter accompanied by the sound of the bell hit Mu Cheng's eardrum like a heavy hammer, and the lingering sound lingered in his ears like a rope binding him, tightening it bit by bit until he couldn't breathe...

"Ah—" Mu Cheng sat up from the bed, sweating profusely.Panicked, he stretched out his hand to search for Song Yao in the dark, and his palm touched the warm sheet beside him. He was so frightened that he rolled off the bed, before the light was turned on, he searched for Song Yao in the dark: "Song Yao! Song Yao, are you here?" Where? Song Yao, answer me, don't leave me! Don't leave me..."

Just a few steps out of the bedroom, he bumped into the corner of the cabinet and fell hard to the ground.As if he couldn't feel the pain, Mu Cheng was still calling Song Yao in his mouth.

Song Yao, who stayed up late in the study to proofread the manuscript, heard the sound and immediately got up to look at it. Seeing Mu Cheng lying on the ground in the light that escaped from the study, he quickly stepped forward to help him: "Mu Cheng, what's wrong! Are you okay?"

Mu Cheng rushed forward, pinned the half-squatting Song Yao to the ground, and hugged him tightly without letting go.

Song Yao didn't ask any further questions, but raised his hand to gently comfort Mu Cheng, listening to him weeping in his arms.

It took a long time for Mu Cheng to calm down, but his hand was holding Song Yao tightly.Even when Song Yao put down his work and slept with him, he didn't let go.

Sleep is a gift from God, it can forget many things invisibly.About that nightmare, Mu Cheng didn't want to mention a few words to Song Yao, because he, like himself, was a "victim" in the dream.

In view of the inconvenience of taking a car to attend Su Tingjie's wedding, Mu Cheng played tricks in front of his mother and finally took the car that his father gave him.Wanting to surprise Song Yao, he drove to pick Song Yao up from get off work.

Downstairs of the publishing house at dusk, Mu Cheng leaned against the car, saw Song Yao's appearance, with a smirk on the corner of his mouth, he opened his arms to Song Yao.Unexpectedly, Song Yao ignored him and directly opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.Mu Cheng shook his head with a smile, what else could a proud daughter-in-law do other than pamper her?

The two went to the cafeteria for convenience. Halfway through their meal, a big golden retriever suddenly stretched out its paw from under the table to steal Song Yao's leftover half of the steak.

Song Yao was taken aback at first, and then he was so cute by the golden retriever's little movements, and it was a rare smile that showed a row of white teeth.He raised his hand and gently touched the golden retriever's head, and his words were full of love: "You are so obedient, so cute, and you are too docile!" After speaking, he gave the golden retriever another steak, and watched the golden retriever holding it contentedly After the steak left, Song Yao also smiled contentedly.

Just as he was about to wash his hands, he saw Mu Cheng looking at him with an idiotic smile on his face, and Song Yao asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"No, I just look at you the way you look at it."

Listening to it, I always felt that something was weird. After a few seconds of reaction, Song Yao said angrily: "You are the dog!"

The next day Mu Cheng came home with a box after get off work, saying it was a gift for his wife.Song Yao opened it and saw that it was a golden retriever puppy, very cute and cute. The two had been struggling for a long time to name it Mu Mu.

So that night, Mu Cheng worked hard to arrange the dog house. Looking at the little Mu Mu who was lying in Song Yao's arms, he felt jealous, but after thinking about Song Yao's smile so happily, he endured it and comforted himself: To live a decent life, the top of the head must be green. Isn't it just a dog? If you don't know as much as it does, this is the bearing that a man and a husband should have!