My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

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Jiang Jiusheng smiled, kissed the ring on her ring finger, and stroked her belly: "Baby, mommy is going to marry your daddy today."

Not dramatic, but ordinary and warm.

In the morning, Aunt Chen made longan and lotus seed soup, and also added red dates, saying that it meant having a son early and a happy marriage for a long time. Mr. Xu and Xu Pingzheng dressed formally early in the morning and sent Jiang Jiusheng out with red eyes, as if they were sending you off thousands of miles away, making Jiang Jiusheng dumbfounded.

The old man glared at Shi Jin and refused to speak to him. He took Jiang Jiusheng and told him not to spoil Shi Jin, and that he should go home and tell her if he had been wronged. He kept talking for more than ten minutes.

Xu Pingzheng said to Shi Jin: "Treat my Shengsheng well."

"I will." Shi Jin paused for a long time and called, "Dad."

Xu Pingzheng turned his back and wiped his tears.

Xu Qingbo joked and said it was just a certificate. Is it necessary to make it seem like life and death? The old man scolded the older, single young man for being ignorant and chased him with a broom.

Xu Qingbo: "..."

Ever since his cousins ​​were single, he had become the hardest hit area. Every now and then, the old man would take him to review the inhumane treatment of singles.

On the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau, Shi Jin pursed her lips, said nothing, and sat upright.

Jiang Jiusheng was amused: "Are you nervous?" He poked his palm with his finger, "My hands are sweaty."

Shi Jin licked his dry lips and swallowed: "Yeah, I'm very nervous."

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She had never seen him fidgeting like this before. She lowered her head and kissed the back of his hand: "When did you prepare the ring?"

Shi Jin lowered his shoulders. He was too nervous and his posture when holding her was a bit stiff. He rested his chin on her shoulder and said, "The first time we didn't wear a condom."

Jiang Jiusheng rubbed the lines on the ring: "Where's yours?"

"I don't have one, I will get it tattooed." He held her hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it softly, "This ring has my name inside it, and I will also get your name tattooed on my ring finger."

They originally agreed to get tattoos together, but in the end, he couldn't bear her pain.

"No more tattoos, just wear a ring." She tilted her head and looked at him.

Shi Jin shook his head: "Surgeons are not allowed to wear rings during operations." He insisted, speaking softly, as if to coax her, "Just leave the tattoo on, there is no need to take it off."

Such a beautiful hand needs to be engraved with her name.

She couldn't bear it anymore: "It will hurt a lot."

Shi Jin kissed her ring: "It doesn't hurt."

It's good to put a brand on it, and everyone who sees it will know that he is hers.

Shi Jin insisted on getting the tattoo, but Jiang Jiusheng said nothing more: "What time did you go to bed last night?" She tapped Shi Jin's eyes with her finger, "There are dark circles under his eyes."

He lowered his eyelids and held her hand without letting go. His long eyelashes fell on her fingers. He rubbed them deliberately, and they felt soft.

"I didn't sleep last night. I was too happy to sleep." He asked her, "Are the dark circles under your eyes heavy?"

"Little by little, the Civil Affairs Bureau will take pictures later, so I'll cover it for you."

He said yes.

There was concealer in her bag. He was curious, so he put some concealer on his hand, smelled it, and said with a smile that it smelled good.

Jiang Jiusheng patted him on the head: "Lower your head."

Shi Jin lowered his head and came close to her, with a smile in his eyes.

"Close your eyes," she said.

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes fell down, they were long and soft, and he looked very well-behaved.

Jiang Jiusheng put a little concealer on with his finger and spread it gently under his eyes. The sun was warm, and the trees on both sides of the road were receding. Mottled spots leaked from the gaps between the trees, got into the car window, and spread on his face. With his eyes closed like this, it's very harmless, like a beautiful and delicate painting.

She couldn't help but slide her fingertips from his eyes to his cheek, caressing and caressing: "You can open it now."

Shi Jin opened his eyes, grabbed her hand, pulled her forward, lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. He originally just wanted to taste it briefly, but he couldn't help it and used the tip of his tongue to entangle it.

Jiang Jiusheng hid behind, and he chased after her. She pushed him and said, "Lip makeup will make you look beautiful." She put on light makeup because she would take photos later.

Shi Jin's voice was low, and the gentle wind blew into her ears: "I want to kiss you."

She smiled and put her arms around his neck: "I can only make up for it."

Probably because it was a good day, there were a lot of people registering for marriage at the Civil Affairs Bureau. Before nine o'clock, the people queuing up to register had already crowded into the corridor.

Shi Jin took a mask and put it on Jiang Jiusheng. She frowned but did not go in. She took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

"do what?"

He said, "Take the back door."

Jiang Jiusheng was so funny that he took his phone away: "Don't bother, we'll line up."

Shi Jin glanced at the long queue: "I'm afraid you'll be tired."

She shook her head, lifted the mask up, and pulled him into the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Because Jiang Jiusheng is a public figure, Shi Jin originally wanted to make an appointment alone and go through a special channel. Mr. Xu did not agree. The Xu family did not like to be special. The old man felt that it was not something shameful. It was a great event celebrated by the whole world, so why should we hide it? .

The old man then assigned a few people to follow him to maintain order.

Just as he walked in, someone recognized Jiang Jiusheng. The girl at the end of the queue was very excited. Jiang Jiusheng made a gesture of silence, and the girl covered her mouth. After Jiang Jiusheng walked away, she took her boyfriend with her. hat, ecstatic.

"It's Jiang Jiusheng!"

The girl's boyfriend rubbed her head: "I saw it."

"Doctor Shi is so handsome."

Her boyfriend snorted, unhappy, but with a smile on his lips, he ruffled the girl's hair.

Because there were so many people, there were a few staff members in the corridor who patiently asked if they had brought all the materials. If so, they could take the form aside and fill it out first.

Jiang Jiusheng and Shi Jin did not prepare two-inch bareheaded photos in advance, so an old man led them to take photos first, and after queuing for a few minutes, they arrived. The person who took the photo was an old master in his sixties, who probably didn't know much about public figures. He didn't recognize Jiang Jiusheng, but just smiled and said that this was the most beautiful couple he had ever photographed.

After taking the photo, the two went to the lobby to get the registration form. Jiang Jiusheng lowered his head and was hidden in Shi Jin's arms.

The staff member was a woman and asked in a routine manner: "Do I need a premarital check-up?"

Shi Jin said: "No need."

The woman was in her forties and was very kind: "Nowadays, many newlyweds will do it. It's good for peace of mind." After all, there are many people who conceal their medical history before marriage. There is a layer between the belly and the heart. If something is really found out, it is best to do it early. Intend.

Shi Jin frowned slightly: "No need." After a pause, he said, "Thank you."

The woman said nothing more and took two marriage registration forms to Shi Jin.

There were several tables and chairs in the hall, and several couples were sitting there filling out forms, each bowing his head. No one noticed Jiang Jiusheng, a public figure.

The old man who led the way just now is standing aside. If there is anything they don't understand, he will teach them with a smile.

Shi Jin led her to sit down: "Is it cold?"

"Kind of."

Jiang Jiusheng took the pen and was about to fill it out when he took it, held her hand and covered it for a while, then put it back into his coat pocket: "Don't take your hand out, Liang, I'll help you write."

She nodded.

The old man on the side laughed and said, "It's best to write it yourself."

Shi Jin looked at the old man and said in a gentle and polite tone: "It doesn't matter. I know all her information. I will write it for her and she will sign it."

The old man smiled and rubbed his hands, put them into his sleeves, and said kindly to Jiang Jiusheng: "Your husband is so kind to you. Nowadays, many couples only know the basic information of their spouses when they register, and once they know it, Can’t remember.”

Jiang Jiusheng smiled.

Shi Jin filled it out for her first, and then his own.

"After filling it out, just go over there and line up." The old man said, "The right side is for marriage, and the left side is for divorce."

Shi Jin nodded: "Thank you."

The old man said cheerfully: "It's okay, it's okay, you're welcome." This young man is not bad, he looks like a good guy, and he is also polite.

There were many people queuing up at the registration place. Shi Jin led Jiang Jiusheng over to queue up. Both of them wore masks and stood quietly. Most of the people around them were people with their heads down, playing with their mobile phones. Some people recognized them and took pictures. Or he went up to ask for autographs. Jiang Jiusheng had a good temper and signed each one with a smile.

"C-can you sign your name for me?"

It was the young girl who was at the end of the queue just now. She looked at Jiang Jiusheng a little nervously, and her eyes drifted to Shi Jin from time to time, curious and energetic, with obvious excitement and excitement.

Jiang Jiusheng said: "Okay."

The girl immediately handed over a piece of paper.

Behind her, the boy was annoyed and rubbed her head: "Yi Xiaofeng! This is our marriage registration form!"

The girl was stunned for a moment and glanced down: "Oh." She put away hers, "Give me yours, and you can fill out another one."

"..."

The boy stared in anger, grabbed a handful of hair, stamped his feet, and resigned to her fate.

The girl happily handed her boyfriend's marriage registration form to Jiang Jiusheng.

After Jiang Jiusheng signed it, he returned it to her.

"Thank you." The girl smiled with two dimples, "Master Sheng, Sister Sheng, I wish you happiness."

Jiang Jiusheng nodded: "I also wish you happiness."

She nodded, holding the signed registration form with a smile, and was pulled away by her boyfriend.

The two went to get the form again and filled it out again. The boy complained while filling it out: "I will be unlucky for eight lifetimes if I marry you."

The girl hummed: "Then don't knot it."

"You've been causing trouble for eight lifetimes anyway," the boy chuckled, pinching the girl's chubby face, "can I let you cause trouble to others again?"

The girl kicked him over.

The boy jumped away, then leaned back with a smile: "Honey, fill it in for me."

The girl shook her head: "Who is your wife?"

"Just you, just you."

"snort!"

The girl rolled her eyes, pinched the boy's arm twice more, then took the registration form and filled it out for him carefully.

The two were playing around and laughing happily.

People coming and going, some married and some divorced, couldn't help but take a second look. This was probably what it looked like to be married for love.

Of course, marriage is not the same, and not all of it is what love looks like.

"Zhao Yunlei, why didn't you tell me that you were married?"

Such as this pair.

The woman, who was in her thirties, was already in line. She clutched the registration form in her hand without handing it over, and looked at the man beside her with red eyes.

Probably because the woman's loud voice attracted a lot of attention, the man felt embarrassed and looked very ugly. He frowned and blushed: "It's not a big deal?"

"Isn't this a big deal?" The woman's eyes were filled with tears, "You are hiding your marriage history."

The man spoke righteously: "You didn't even ask."

"You are still making excuses. Shouldn't you confess something as important as your marriage history before dating?"

He became impatient and shook off the woman's hand: "I don't want to quarrel with you."

The woman was thrown back and hit the chair. She staggered a few times and stood up. Under her coat, her belly bulged. She held her belly and her face was filled with tears: "Am I going to quarrel with you? If I knew you Once married, I would never start with you.”

The man snorted coldly: "Then don't get married, just take care of the child by yourself."

"Aren't you just relying on me to conceive your child?"

The man picked his ears, pulled up his chair, and left directly.

"Zhao Yunlei!"

In front of me, the words ‘crazy woman’ were thrown over me.

The woman hugged her belly, squatted on the ground, and cried hysterically.

This is marriage, not only love and joy, but also deception and crying.

Probably because she was pregnant with the child, Jiang Jiusheng couldn't help but be a little sentimental. She walked over and handed the woman a handkerchief. The woman took it, said thank you, wiped her tears, held her belly and left.

The child is probably six or seven months old.

"Will we quarrel like this in the future?" Jiang Jiusheng asked Shi Jin.

"No." He hugged her tightly, "I will never let you cry like this in my life."

Well, she was lucky enough to meet the right person.

Jiang Jiusheng smiled and put his face in Shi Jin's arms.

The application forms were all filled out, and the queue went quickly. Twenty minutes later, the small red notebook was handed out. At this time, a divorced couple came next door.

The first thing the woman said was: "There is no need to mediate for us."

The divorce staff seemed to want to say something else.

The man put the materials and two marriage certificates on the table: "Just leave, there is nothing more to say."

Life is full of life, and marriage is not completely sacred. After the daily necessities of life, it becomes ordinary. If you can survive it, it is a lifetime. If you cannot survive it, it will be completely different.

Shi Jin took Jiang Jiusheng away and just left the Civil Affairs Bureau: "Shengsheng, give me the marriage certificate."

She held two small notebooks in her hands, puzzled: "I haven't taken any pictures yet."

"I'll take the photo for you." He took it over and put the marriage certificate into the inner pocket of his coat. "I'll keep the marriage certificate and household registration book in future."

Jiang Jiusheng smiled: "Okay."

He was still afraid that she wouldn't get a divorce.

Shi Jin led her back to the car and put a blanket on her legs.

"Congratulations, Mrs. Shi."

Jiang Jiusheng smiled: "Congratulations, Doctor Shi."

He kissed her face, feeling very good, and always had a smile on his lips.

Finally, she became his wife, and they went around in circles for so many years, living up to the time and living up to you.

At ten o'clock sharp, Jiang Jiusheng posted a Weibo message with five words and attached two photos, one of which was her marriage certificate and her wedding ring.

Jiang Jiusheng V: Hello, Dr. Shi. @Shi JinV

Only a moment apart.

Shi Jin V: Hello, Mrs. Shi. @Jiang JiushengV

Shi Jin's account is a new one registered, and he only posted this Weibo post.

Within ten minutes, Jiang Jiusheng's studio and entertainment company had retweeted it on Weibo, and friends in the industry had sent blessings. Jiang Jiusheng didn't have many friends, but he had a lot of followers, so this wave of traffic was enough to sweep through all of them. Hot headlines.

After that, it was fans and netizens who flooded Weibo.

My Qing Dynasty is dead: "Sister-in-law Sheng is on duty with a certificate, everyone celebrates! @Jiang JiushengV @Shi JinV"

Come on, you are the fattest: "Are you old? I want to cry. If you two dare to divorce, I will never believe in love again."

The dream mentor is daydreaming: "Did you take this photo to trick me into getting married? No, I have to crowdfund nine yuan."

Didn't you sleep soundly today if I wasn't there? @replied to the dream mentor who was daydreaming: "It's the same wedding photos, why is there such a big difference?"

Below are the wedding photos of the same style posted by netizens.

It’s my concubine. My emperor @replied to me. Did you sleep soundly today without me? “Hahaha, upstairs, don’t blame the cameraman and photo artist of the Civil Affairs Bureau, they really tried their best.”

Ergouzi bows to you here: "My buddy next door cried like a fool and said he was heartbroken. Then he wiped away his tears and posted a message on Moments, saying he wished him the goddess."

A beauty mark on her face: "A congratulatory message from the Cardiac Surgery Department of Tianbei Hospital."

The most beautiful girl in martial arts: "The Department of Neurology of Tianbei Hospital sent a congratulatory message."

I just changed my nickname and I fell in love today: "It will be great when Mr. Sheng's children will have my last name in the future!"

Like me and give you a one-night package, you will feel great: "I will occupy the seat first and wait for Weibo to be paralyzed."

Who am I afraid of if I am extermination: "Fuck, my hands are numb, I finally squeezed in."

Click on my profile picture to get a surprise: "Qin Group, are you bankrupt today?"

"..."

Half an hour later, the Qin Group's official Weibo posted a red envelope to celebrate the Sixth Young Master's wedding, six hundred and sixty-six thousand six hundred and sixty-six.

Later, the official blog of sj’s Electronics Group forwarded Qin’s official blog and liked Jiang Jiusheng and Shi Jin, sending a wave of blessings.

sj’s Group V: Happy wedding, boss and wife!

Likewise, 6,666,666 red envelopes were distributed.

People who are waiting for Qin's bankruptcy: "..."

Fuck!

These two families are actually the same boss!

grass!

No, grab the red envelope first, then fuck after you grab it!

The owner behind sj's Electronics Group was revealed. The stock price of Qin's, which had been falling continuously, suddenly skyrocketed on this day. The stock market traders were sighing. In the world of Qin Sixth Master, strong soldiers and horses cannot be destroyed. People who have experienced this will never imagine that it is so deep. They sighed. A capitalist spends money like water, gets married, and the red envelopes rain down, so rich!

It's only five or six o'clock, and the sky is starting to get dark. In winter, when the days are short and the nights are long, the lights are starting to turn on, the laser lights and DJ music in the bar are starting to be noisy, and the nightclub dancers are twisting their waists, getting drunk in the wine pool and the meat forest.

On the bar, an empty wine bottle was poured.

Yuwen Chongchong propped up his chin and shook his wine glass, his eyes reflecting the feasting and feasting.

"H-hello."

The girl who came up to chat with me was very young, dressed conservatively, like a good girl. It was obvious at a glance that she was new here and very immature.

Yuwen Chongchong raised his eyelids and lazily said nothing.

The girl was timid, beautiful, energetic and youthful. She had two small dimples in her smile. She asked cautiously: "Can you give me your WeChat ID?"

He put down his wine glass and looked into the girl's eyes: "Want to play with me?"

She quickly shook her head: "No, no!" She stammered, looking very nervous, and pursed her red lips. She mustered up the courage to say, "I'm not kidding, I'm serious."

Young girls, who have never tasted love, are desperate, bold and reckless.

Yuwen smiled sharply, drank all the wine in the glass, put down the glass, and said: "I'm tired of playing, I won't play anymore." The bright colors were reflected in his eyes, but he was in a daze, as if he was drunk, and said with a smile, " Not even true."

After saying that, he stood up and walked away unsteadily.

The girl hesitated and caught up.

Yuwen Chongchong supported the wall, his drunken eyes blurred, like flickering stage lights, flickering on and off. He turned around and asked, "Why are you following me?"

The girl pursed her lips,

She didn't know what to do, she just didn't chase him for fear of never meeting him again.

I was startled at the sight and dared not move away, fearing that it would be difficult to find in the world.

"Don't follow." He seemed drunk but not drunk, with a bit of drunkenness in his eyes, but also seemed sober. He said to the young girl, "Don't come to this kind of place in the future."

He pulled on his tie and walked away.

The girl stopped where she was, feeling lost. She didn't know why, but one look at his eyes would make you want to cry.

It was very windy outside, and I was so drunk that I woke up a lot. The phone rang. It was Xie Dang. He lit a cigarette and leaned under the street lamp to answer the phone.

"where?"

Yuwen took a puff and blew out the smoke ring: "I just had a drink."

Xie Dang said: "Come to the hospital."

He shook the ashes from his cigarette and said, "What are you doing?"

"I have something for you to try."

"What?"

Xie Dang paused for a few seconds: "Pig brain."

Yuwen Chongchong smiled and cursed.

Xie Dang lost his princess temper over there: "Damn it, we are brothers, so come over and eat with me."

"Oh." He lazily took a drag on the cigarette, his voice hoarse, "We're not brothers, we just broke up with each other."

Xie Dang roared over there.

He said viciously: "If I don't care about you anymore, you'll be like a dog."

Yuwen Chongchong said casually: "What does pig brain taste like?"

Xie Dang replied instantly: "Stewed."

"Thank you dog, you can eat it yourself."

"..."

grass!

Xie Dang was about to curse.

Yuwen Chongchong immediately cut off the phone, squatted under the street light, and smoked a cigarette. The wind was too strong and the smoke burned quickly, burning his hands. He stubbed out the cigarette butt, stood up, threw it into the trash can, and drove to the nursing home.

The convertible sports car, the winter wind, makes people's eyes red.

The nurse at the nursing home said that Ms. Tang was having a seizure again and was acting crazy. She was sitting on the floor talking to herself. She was very thin and her hair was white.

He walked over and Ms. Tang looked up at him, suddenly pleasantly surprised.

"Sheng Qin, you are here."

Yuwen Chongchong said nothing.

Ms. Tang got up from the ground and held his hand: "Wait for me, I'll comb my hair."

She trotted to the bathroom, humming a ditty that was popular decades ago, and combing her hair in front of the mirror. Ms. Tang's illness never improved. When she was ill, she didn't recognize people and always thought he was her father.

Every time he came, she was very happy and asked the nurse to wear a new cheongsam for her.

After staying with Ms. Tang for a while, he was about to leave. Ms. Tang saw him off with red eyes and told him to go home early, saying she would wait for him here.

Yuwen rushed outside the ward and met his father. He had never met him in a nursing home before, and he didn't know if it was his first time here.

Father and son had nothing to say.

Yuwen Chongchong said casually: "Come and see her more in the future."

Yuwen Tansheng was silent for a long time and said 'hmm'.

He turned and walked away.

Yuwen Tansheng suddenly said: "Are you okay?"

He turned back: "What?"

Yuwen Tansheng read out a name.

Yuwen charged and laughed: "How do you know?"

What's going on? He was so cautious about hiding it, but in the end, everyone seemed to know what he was up to.

Yuwen Tansheng looked at him with his back to the light. His face was still young, but his eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life. He said, "I saw your tattoo."

Last month, Yuwen rushed to get a tattoo and had his name tattooed on his heart.

He looked up into the light, looked at his father, and said, "Not good."

Didn't you ask him how he was?

Not good, not good at all.

The girl he loved got married, and this was how he lived his whole life, talking and laughing and never talking about feelings again.

"I won't get married in the future. If you know for sure, you are afraid that I will cut off your relationship, so you should find another one as soon as possible." He said this in a calm tone, as if he had imagined it countless times.

Yu Wentan laughed at him: "Do you like her that much?"

"Yes." He nodded, with blurry tears in his eyes, "Dad, I like her very much. I like her so much that I want to spend my whole life on her."

Yuwen Tansheng said: "I understand."

"gone."

Yuwen Chongchong waved his hand, turned around, and lowered his eyes. Under the lamp, his back looked dull, and hot tears fell on the ground.

This was the only time, without any secret, that he told his father how much he loved that girl and that he would never repent even if everything was turned upside down.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Very happy, lovers finally get married.

It’s also sad that I can’t love you, and I’ll spend my whole life wandering around without stopping.

This book makes me feel distressed as soon as I write it. Only Yuwen cries once when he writes it. He doesn’t cry much, but I cry for him...