【Mao Ling】The Beginning and End of Appeasement Marriage

15. (The following is the ending of the green version)

In the living room, the two sat facing each other, Mao Fu looked serious and sincere, and Ling Huan's expression was cloudy and uncertain.

"Master made delicious food."

"Okay, don't comfort me." Linghuan covered her face, "I should have thought of it when we were tinkering with tomatoes. I don't agree with food."

"Really," Maofu snatched the plate out of Linghuan's hands with his super power, "Although it's definitely not as delicious as mom's cooking, it's really okay."

"Then thank you for your honest evaluation." Linghuan said angrily: "And then, what's the matter when you come back this time? I don't want to go home first. I mean my parents, especially Li , they all miss you."

"Can't you come back if it's okay?"

"That's not what I meant..." Ling Huan said, "I just think you have something on your mind."

"Yeah." Mao Fu put down the bowl and chopsticks, and sat upright: "There is indeed something I want to ask Master."

"Say." Seeing him being so serious, Linghuan unconsciously became serious.He thought about the problems that his disciples might face one by one, and overturned them one by one: the troubles at work are too far away, the burden of homework must be frowning, the quarrels between classmates will not be so peaceful, and the troubles in love—yes.

Round and round, that's it.

Ling Huan was speechless for a moment, and clenched her hands on her knees.Maofu's breath was mixed with the undispelled smell of food, harassing his nose stubbornly.

What time is it now?he thinks.end of April.Soon it will be Moo's birthday - this time he's supposed to be at school, spending time with friends, going to socials, smiling quietly and sweetly at someone else.

Ling Huan said, "Speak."

Maofu looked at him, as if he could draw some courage from the frozen eyes of Linghuan: "Master..."

"Yeah." Ling Huan nodded.

Maofu leaned his upper body forward slightly, and his voice trembled a little: "At first, master said that we would get divorced after one year of marriage. Does master still think so?"

"En. Yes." Linghuan put her hand on her knee calmly, stretched her fingers a little bit, and put them flat: "You can go tomorrow."

Mofu blinked, and lowered his head.Ling Huan glanced at him inexplicably, then turned his head away as if in pain.Maofu lowered his head and nodded: "Okay."

Linghuan groaned, stood up and cleared the table, and stopped Mao Fu who wanted to help: "Okay, the guests just sit down obediently for me."

He went into the kitchen to wash the dishes, and while he was doing the washing, he suddenly poked his head out and yelled at Maofu: "Hey, if anyone likes you, you must tell me?!"

"Well. I will."

Shigeo sat blankly in the living room, then buried his face in his palm.

He just trembled silently for a while, then raised his head to look at the kitchen - just as far as washing dishes is concerned, Linghuan stayed in there for too long.

There was a little hope in his eyes.

16.

I always thought he liked me.

Linghuan sat on the sofa and wanted to light a cigarette, but found that he couldn't find a lighter anywhere, so he had to just hold it.

Although it may be a misplaced like.

But I never really thought about divorce.Linghuan thought blankly.It's just a dream, bizarre.I can't think about it when I'm awake.

The little dimple floated over: "Hey, are you okay?"

Linghuan shuddered, stood up, and pressed the cigarette into the ashtray in a vague manner: "It's okay."

He clenched his fists tightly, and only then did he feel the cold, and the chill soaked into the cracks in his bones. Whenever he moved, his whole body felt like chapped pain.

"You mustn't do anything stupid. I think this whole thing is weird. I'll ask Mofu."

"What time are you asking?" Linghuan glanced at the wall clock: "I'm going to sleep too. Don't bother Maofu."

He staggered towards the bedroom, thought for a while, and then added: "Anyway, it's over tomorrow."

17.

Linghuan had two huge dark circles under his eyes, staring at the paper in front of him.

"No, what is this?" Linghuan pinched a corner of the "divorce test notice" and shook it in the air: "You guys were doing this when I was in college, haven't you given up yet? The promised freedom of marriage Woolen cloth?"

"Some couples just don't communicate well. We have to provide opportunities to get to know each other." The civil servant said innocently: "Don't you know that mediation is advocated now? Come on, each person has a computer, a total of [-] questions, and we're done after answering. If you really want to leave, you won’t force it.”

Maofu gently tugged at the corner of Linghuan's clothes: "Let's do it, Master."

All right, I'm willing to make a fuss about divorce.Linghuan has mixed feelings in his heart, and he really wants to find out that sweetheart of Shigeo Kageyama and beat him up.

As expected, the topic is really simple.The first fifty questions ask about the personal situation of the respondent, and the last fifty questions ask the other party, all of which are about preferences and three views.It is estimated that each other is the answer.For people like them, it's just a bonus.

Oh, thank you for giving that kid full marks.Ling fantasizes.For this kind of question, even if I don’t get enough sleep and feel dizzy, I won’t even blink if I get a perfect score and then take the additional questions.

But if you really want to answer full marks, you will get married to a ghost.The mediator must be absolutely blind.Mao Fu's ears are soft, what if he is persuaded to be inseparable again.When Linghuan thought that he would be equated with that brain wave club, he was very upset, so he frowned, and answered his part seriously, and made sure that he missed every correct answer of the last fifty questions perfectly.

I got you all here.If you dare not invite me to a wedding wine, I'll just——I'll just give you a broccoli.Linghuan blinked her sour eyes, and complained: "Why do you have to use a computer to answer the questions, and take care of the middle-aged people's eyes."

"number 15--"

"here."

"Given the test results of the two of you, we don't recommend divorce." The mediator said, "One scored 80 and the other scored 0. Are you guys having a fight?" harmonious……"

"No, there is no such thing at all." Linghuan interrupted him with a dark face: "Not in every sense. Can we divorce? This is not a divorce lawsuit, you have no right to interfere, right?"

"That's what you said..." The mediator smiled wryly.

"Master."

"Ah?!" Ling Huan glared at the mediator, not looking at Mao Fu from the corner of his eye.

"People say that divorce is not recommended. Let's not divorce, shall we?" Maofu gently held his hand, his eyes soft and warm.

"Huh?" Ling Huan turned around suddenly: "It's not that you want to—"

"I never thought about it." Maofu said, "I think Master seems to care about it all the time." He smiled apologetically at the mediator: "That's it, we will never leave."

He held Linghuan's hand tightly, and pulled him out: "Master, you see, our divorce will be like this. Fill out a set of questions, and then you will find that no one thinks we should divorce."

"...Your boy's operation is too flamboyant, I really can't keep up as a teacher." Linghuan withdrew his hand, put it in his trouser pocket, sat down on the bench by the street, and patted the side: "Talk Let's talk."

"Yeah." Maofu sat down beside him.

"Tell me, why did you think of this." Linghuan looked at the sky.The cherry blossoms are almost gone, only a little red is still dotted on the branches.The sky is extremely blue, extremely high and far away.He said: "You knew that the result would be the result if the difference was too big? Are you trying to prove something?"

"I know. I am." Maofu said: "I only remembered when my classmates asked me. I always thought it was a natural thing to be with Master. I didn't realize that there were many steps missing between us, which made Master uneasy. I'm sorry. .”

"That's not the problem." Ling Huan said: "A date is when two people who have a crush go out to have fun and have dinner. Confession—it's not bad if you've already proposed marriage."

"Then why has Master been unwilling to accept me?" Maofu turned his head and looked straight at Linghuan, feeling a little sad, "I thought Master didn't like this. So, can Master just pretend that we are really divorced this time, and then Start all over again?"

Linghuan laughed: "What to start again?"

"That's—" Mao Fu stumbled: "Together again." He begged Ling Huan's hand: "Master, can you, don't give me a way out?"

Linghuan didn't break away from him, and his eyelashes trembled: "If I let you run, you will run away?"

"Don't run away, Master." Maofu stared at him closely: "I won't run away again."

"Don't you think I'm forcing you to make a choice?" Linghuan said, his voice trembling: "When you were 14 years old, I could have shut up, and they couldn't force you to marry anyone. I could have done without us I’m here to tease you when you’re married, and you don’t have to show your presence in front of your roommates. My role in your life wouldn’t be so important, Maofu.” He finally raised his eyes and looked back at his cherished disciple: “I’m not giving you The way out is just my little conscience—you have to understand that you are free."

His eyes were a little red, and he turned his head abruptly.

Ling Huan felt that it was as if his heart had been cut open under the blue sky.

"Master." Maofu said in a low voice, "Move."

Ling Huan wanted to raise his arm according to his words, but found that although he didn't feel any pressure, he couldn't move an inch.

Then at the next moment, he was able to move again: "The trick—"

"Sorry, Master." Maofu said, "But you see, you won't restrain me."

"That's not what I said." Ling Huan said.

"I know. It's just that I said it a long time ago." Maofu leaned close to Linghuan's ear and said softly:

"Please mark me, Master."

When he said these words, his heart was actually very peaceful.

He blushed.Mao Fu thought, smiled, and found the gap between his fingers, and fastened it tightly.

He likes me.

Maofu felt that Linghuan shook his hand back, and suddenly wanted to cry again.

He loves me.

It didn't seem to matter what Linghuan would answer.In short, there will be no honest answer.

He was so timid, so he kept probing, and he kept answering.

This is my choice.Tell anyone.You can prove it however you want.

My heart is here.I choose you.It doesn't matter who said it first, who suggested it first.

I really like you.Not on impulse.Also not to be confused with gratitude.I love you.Moo thought.Why didn't I say it earlier?

It doesn't matter how he answers.It's okay if he doesn't answer.

As long as he is there.

So, let's talk now.

"Master, I-"

"—For that kind of question, it's a blessing that you can get [-]."

Mao Fu's confession was stuck in his throat, and he was so helpless: "Yeah. I didn't do those few things about sex." He could only be honest: "Because I can't imagine it."

Linghuan twitched the corners of her mouth, making a gesture to get up: "Well, then don't think about it."

"No, it's not like that!" Mofu grabbed his wrist and said eagerly: "I didn't mean that! Master! I mean, I can't imagine the end, the end—basically at the beginning...although I can imagine But after all, there is no real... so I feel that it would be rude to answer no matter what—”

"Okay, okay, take a breath first. Which guy came up with such a thing, the Japanese would never do such a thing." Linghuan patted Shigeru on the back to give him relief.

"Why are you answering so seriously? Just now it was a good opportunity for a legitimate divorce." Ling Huan said.

"Isn't Master the same, isn't it that a zero score in a blank paper is better than a full score?"

"..."

"If Master hadn't answered the question honestly, I wouldn't have gotten the eighty points no matter what."

"...didn't cheat with superpowers?"

"...At first I glanced at it quietly. I found that Master didn't read it after answering the question seriously."

"So, what if I'm not answering the question seriously?"

"...Maybe I'll finish it." Mofu said. "But I will still write the answer according to my understanding. After all, Master always tells the truth... I am used to it."

There was a hint of sadness in the young man's smile.

"Don't get used to such a bad place."

"sorry."

"Hey, it's not your fault." Linghuan said, "Mao Fu."

"Master."

"What do you want?" Ling Huan stood beside Mao Fu, looking down at his young husband, he bent down slightly, and gently stroked Mao Fu's cheek: "Say it."

Mao Fu froze, his face was flushed: "Master, can you give me... a chance to hand in a perfect score?"

"Impossible." Ling Huan smiled, turned to look around: "I don't want to do that kind of paper a second time."

He looked at Shigeo Kageyama's eyes that lit up from the dim moment, and thought, they really look like stars.

Linghuan wrapped her hands around the back of Maofu's neck, lowered her head under the astonished eyes of her disciples, and the lips of the two naturally touched together.

Too much, too much time has been wasted.spirit fantasy.

How old does a person's commitment have to be?

32 years old? 30 years old? 28 years old?

still……?

It's not that Linghuan hasn't imagined what it's like to kiss Maofu.Maybe it's a superficial touch, maybe it's passionate—but all the expectations are running away in front of the reality.

The first thing I feel is the touch of the lips, a little dry, but very soft.Because they were too close, their breaths were mixed and warm.

Then moist lips.Quick, timid probing.After touching each other, they became bolder, licked and licked while snuggling, sliding over the teeth and hard palate, Linghuan trembled slightly, and gently pushed Maofu away.The young man opened his wet eyes, looked over in a daze, and pressed his lips together again.

There is nowhere to dodge.

Linghuan closed her eyes, smiled and kissed back.

For that kind of paper, if you want a few perfect marks, I will give it to you.

"Go back and start preparing for the wedding." He said, "Leave it to me."

Mofu grabbed his tie and said out of breath: "No." He looked at the stunned Linghuan, and finally managed to dig out what he wanted to say from his dizzy brain: "I will prepare. Let me prepare." .No, I mean—let me prepare, okay?...Xinlong?" He was shy and nervous, and he closed his eyes as soon as he finished speaking, and then opened them secretly to check Linghuan's reaction.

Linghuan looked at him for a while, and finally smiled with relief: "Okay, I'll leave it to you, Maofu."

18.

Kageyama Shigeo walked towards Linghuan Xinlong.

"Master, close your eyes." He said softly.

Ling Huan looked at him suspiciously, and closed his eyes with a smile: "When doing magic tricks, the audience must watch."

He felt Mao Fu's warm palm against his forehead, and then he held his elbow, causing him to turn around slightly.

"Okay, please open your eyes."

Lingfan opened his eyes.

Maofu stood in front of him holding a beam of light.The light is bright but not dazzling, it is a faint golden color, like the clouds at dawn, gathering to form a rose.

Reigen knew what it was - it was Maofu's superpower.

It's his feelings.

Maofu held the beam of light in front of him, and opened his mouth:

"...Xinlong."

Above their heads, there is a river of stars turning and pouring, and the gentle halo of the morning sun is soothing the dark night, coming slowly, and gently dropping shining fireworks.

Linghuan hugged him together with the beam of light:

"I took it. Can I return it to you?"

"Well, never pay it back."

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