Romantic two people

It was noon on Monday, in front of the trash can under the office building.

Qiu Zining found a lighter from the messy bag, blew out smoke rings, and said skillfully:

"A large part of the world's people don't want to get married because they are afraid of losing their freedom. Oh no, if I have to say it, it's the loss of possibility." She squinted her eyes and looked at Sheng Yiqing through the smoke: "If life is a wilderness, you can go anywhere you want. But after getting married, your life can only go one way to the end, until death. How miserable!"

The most fascinating thing in love is the wavering heart, the unspeakable ambiguity, the unknown future, and the uncertainty. But marriage is a bummer, cutting off all possibilities.

In the future, you can only be with one person in a bed, making love that you are already tired of.

"So, you are a genius, Sheng Yiqing. Although you are married, your husband can dump you at any time without any moral burden. Is it exciting?" At this point, Qiu Zining looked at her: "This kind of marriage is interesting! How boring it is to be unchanging. Your marriage is a perfect match."

Sheng Yiqing was shocked by Qiu Zining's dazzling logic and couldn't believe it: "So he slept with me halfway and answered another woman's call and ran away. I should be happy? Am I cheap?"

"No, no, no, no, I don't mean that. I mean, he has an idea, and you can also have some ideas. Men and women in the ambiguous period are called pulling, and you two are pulling in marriage. Isn't it amazing?"

Sheng Yiqing didn't say anything, and took a cigarette from Qiu Zining's cigarette box to smoke irritably. It was lunch time now. Half an hour ago, the rich woman Qiu just woke up and wandered to Guomao to buy a handbag, and made an appointment with Sheng Yiqing for coffee.

Qiu Zining saw Sheng Yiqing was silent, so he approached her and shouted, "Hey! You won't regret it, will you? You don't really want to be with him forever, will you?"

"No, no, no, no." Sheng Yiqing shook her head quickly, "But, it's normal that I've been a little depressed these days, right? After all, everyone has possessiveness."

Qiu Zining sighed, stared at her swollen eyes like walnuts, and complained in his heart: You call this a little depressed?

She sighed and continued: "I'm really telling you the truth. You two were too lazy to do it before. What else could it be? It's just that there is no passion. I've studied it. Why do men cheat because they love the mistress? It's just for excitement. But if you find out that your wife is going to run away, you will be more anxious than anyone else. I suggest you confront him head-on. I'll find him..." She flipped through her phone quickly and muttered: "I have a lot of dirty brothers here. I'll give you one. You can have fun tonight..." Seeing that the words were getting more and more outrageous, Sheng Yiqing was too lazy to continue and quickly put out the cigarette, "Honey, go buy your bag. I have work to do in the afternoon." As soon as Sheng Yiqing entered the company, He Jiajia came up again. He looked mysterious. Since Qu Fanyi's engagement ceremony, the news that "Sister Qing found a handsome husband and never lived together, and the two met regularly for sex" spread like wildfire. He Jiajia, who had to ask Chen Zhuan for WeChat at the beginning, became a clown for nothing. The little girl couldn't bear it and ignored Sheng Yiqing for several days. At this moment, I don't know why, the little girl returned to her usual self, happily chatting with Sheng Yiqing about work, and then lowered her voice and said: "Sister Qing, are you and your husband having an open marriage?"

"Huh?" She almost choked.

"Hey, I'm just guessing." He Jiajia asked again: "But, you don't live together on weekdays, aren't you afraid that he will cheat?"

At this moment, the word "cheating" slapped Sheng Yiqing's face, which hurt more than usual. She pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled: "If a man wants to cheat, it's impossible to control it, right?"

He Jiajia said, as if she was struggling, but fortunately she didn't struggle for long, and took out her mobile phone, "But no matter what you think, sister, there are some things I still want to say. Take a look at this."

She handed the screen to Sheng Yiqing. The photo was taken secretly. In the restaurant, people who were several tables away only took a side face, a side face that she was very familiar with. There was a long-haired girl sitting next to Chen Zhuan, who looked about the same age as Sheng Yiqing. Both of them were wearing black tops, leaning against each other, looking at a piece of paper on the table with their heads together, probably ordering food - what a pair of wallflowers.

Seeing that Sheng Yiqing didn't respond, He Jiajia continued to explain, "Last Friday night at around nine o'clock, my friend and I watched a movie and wanted to eat, so we went into this Zaozucu Hotpot, and saw my brother-in-law as soon as we entered the door. But the person next to me was obviously not you. I was entangled for two days, and today I couldn't help but be a bad guy."

Last Friday night at nine o'clock, it was almost the time when Chen Zhuan answered the phone and ran away in a hurry. Sheng Yiqing silently enlarged the photo, and took a closer look at Wu Yubing, thinking: Well, she is pretty.

Wu Yubing has been seeing Chen Zhuan very frequently these days. They just met last Friday, and they made an appointment again on Monday night this week.

Chen Zhuan had something to ask for, and she was happy to blackmail him, so this time she simply changed the meeting place to a more expensive restaurant.

As soon as she sat down, she took the menu and ordered dishes page by page.

Chen Zhuan sat opposite her, head down, with an unclear expression. He really couldn't understand what Sheng Yiqing had been thinking about these days. That night, Wu Yubing was anxious to meet him, and he went to Sheng Yiqing as soon as he came back, but she didn't answer his phone calls or text messages, and she didn't respond to his knocks on the door - he thought she was angry, but the next day, he went to her house early in the morning to apologize, but she acted as if nothing had happened and didn't mention what happened last night.

Chen Zhuan tried to apologize several times, but was interrupted by Sheng Yiqing as soon as he opened his mouth. The woman told him generously: "You don't need to explain, this is your freedom. At this stage, you can do whatever you want. Don't be too restrained and wrong yourself."

Chen Zhuan's original accommodation and uneasiness were quickly replaced by a belly of anger. Last night, he specially called Yu Youyang to clarify: "What do you think she means? It turns out that she never takes me seriously?"

Yu Youyang on the other end of the phone was addicted to the bright lights and women, and answered absent-mindedly in the noise: "Either she really doesn't care, or she is pretending. Otherwise, you can provoke her again? Angry her, and then forcefully kiss her. Problem solved."

The idea was too greasy, Chen Zhuan took a breath, squinted his eyes and asked: "How to provoke?"

The other end replied with a big tongue: "Take a photo of you and Wu Yubing, and ask Sheng Yiqing if this girl is pretty?"

"I don't want to live anymore?" He hung up the phone directly. ...

Wu Yubing poked him with the menu: "Hey, what are you thinking about?"

Chen Zhuan took the menu and glanced at her, and asked instead: "By the way, are you married?"

"Huh? You mean after being rejected by you?" Wu Yubing raised her eyebrows. Maybe she had been in the United States for a long time, and even her makeup was European style. At this moment, she was wearing a tight short top, revealing half of her waist. When she spoke, her eyebrows flew: "Of course I'm in love. They are all different from you, very sweet, and want to marry me. Unlike you, as soon as I confessed, you told me that there was no chance, saying that you couldn't enter a stable relationship."

Chen Zhuan smiled, "It's not entirely because of this reason, mainly because you are not my type."

Wu Yubing laughed and called the waiter: "Another Australian lobster." She glared at Chen Zhuan: "I'll eat you to death."

Chen Zhuan had something to ask of her at this moment, and he almost responded to her every request. Two months ago, she chatted with him on Instagram. She heard that this wooden man finally decided to go abroad, and he was attracted to her school. Wu Yubing's professor when she was studying for her doctorate was an authority in the directing department of UCLA. Last Friday, she grabbed Chen Zhuan and made a video call across the ocean to let him say hello to the professor. Chen Zhuan's intention was obvious, hoping that she would help him. Of course, she didn't mind that the man who had rejected her before would become her junior. At this moment, she put on the airs of a senior sister and teased him: "You never replied to my messages as diligently as you do now. But why are you going abroad for no reason? And you still care about whether I am married?" "Because I am married." Chen Zhuan said frankly. Wu Yubing's eyes widened, and he subconsciously asked: "A marriage of convenience?"

"It's complicated." He paused, "But it must be with the person I like." After thinking for a while, he felt that he should add: "Oh, it's a woman, don't make up your mind."

Wu Yubing laughed wildly, obviously not believing: "Then why are you going abroad?"

"I think going abroad is also related to her." Chen Zhuan frowned slightly, "She is always very energetic, has a lot of things she wants to do, and she can always do it. Having such a person around me also makes me feel that I can pursue what I want to do. For example, go see a different world."

"Does she know you are going abroad?" The pot was boiling, Wu Yubing picked up a lobster and threw it in, and then Thinking of something, he quickly denied it: "Oh, no, the frequency of our meetings these days doesn't show that you have a wife. Isn't she jealous of me?"

Chen Zhuan choked and had to explain the three rules he and Sheng Yiqing had agreed on, but he was interrupted by Wu Yubing halfway through. She made the final decision:

"I understand, neither of you like each other that much. If you really like someone, you can't bear to leave, nor can you bear to divorce. You just want to be with each other all the time. I won't play this kind of fun game."

Chen Zhuan subconsciously wanted to refute, but he couldn't say where to start. After all, he and Sheng Yiqing have maintained a friendship of seeing each other several times a week for two years. If you talk about passion, it is indeed no longer the same as before. He himself couldn't tell how much of the remaining feelings were love and how much were habits.

But for some reason, Wu Yubing's words at this moment made him feel a little unhappy.

As he said this, his phone vibrated, and he lowered his head. It was Sheng Yiqing who sent a WeChat message. There was only a photo. The moment he saw the picture, Chen Zhuan's heart sank - the picture was secretly taken last Friday. In the picture, he and Wu Yubing were sitting side by side, looking down at the application materials Wu Yubing brought to him. At first glance, the posture was intimate and suspicious.

An inexplicable sense of guilt surged in his heart, and followed by a secret happiness. He himself did not notice that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. His fingers quickly clicked on the keyboard. His first reaction was to explain. However, Sheng Yiqing followed with a sentence: "New love? You two are quite a match."

The tone was understated.

The fingers froze in place.

I don't know which word of Yu Youyang or Wu Yubing worked at that moment. His chest felt stuffy. With a flick of his fingers, Chen Zhuan deleted the words in the input box. Then he replied:

"Yeah."

He casually put the phone in his pocket.

The dusk sprinkled on the car window. The Sanyuan Bridge was blocked into a blood-red line during the evening rush hour.

"Xiao Wei, I went downstairs today and saw your college classmate. His wife was pregnant with a big belly and a pointed head. It should be a boy."

"Really?" Chi Wei frowned subconsciously-he did it again, and quickly changed the subject, "What is my dad doing?"

"He was just about to eat. After eating, we planned to go downstairs. It's summer vacation recently, and there are children downstairs at this time. You know he likes children the most." Mother Chi paused for a few seconds, waiting for him to answer, but she couldn't wait, so she had to continue: "By the way, where is Xiaoyi? Are you two doing well recently? You also got the marriage certificate, how is it going? Do you have any plans?"

The same tentative tone as always.

The topic of inducing childbirth has been mentioned by the mother several times. In her opinion, if it weren't for Lin Shan, that monster, with Chi Wei's methodical nature, she would have become a grandmother anyway. Fortunately, the new daughter-in-law is good in every way. Since getting the marriage certificate, she has been looking forward to some movement in Qu Fanyi's belly.

Hearing this, Chi Wei became upset. Just as he was worrying about how to fool around, the green light came on and the car in front started. Chi Wei hurriedly said, "Mom, I'm driving. I'll hang up first."

The day shift of doctors ends early. If there is no accident, they can basically leave the hospital after 4 o'clock. Every time he takes off his white coat and locks the office door, he will send a WeChat message to Qu Fanyi: "I'm back."

And Qu Fanyi will order his aunt to prepare dinner during his 40-minute commute to ensure that the hot dishes are just served when he enters the door.

Even Chi Wei didn't realize that the moment he opened the door every day had become the happiest moment of the day: his aunt had already prepared the meals, the house was cleaned up, and when night fell, Qu Fanyi would always adjust the lights in the entrance hall to the most appropriate color temperature, and would also ensure that the temperature of the air conditioner was neither too high nor too low. The speakers played jazz music quietly, creating a perfect atmosphere. Qu Fanyi came out when she heard the door open, took the bag from him, and smiled at him gently:

"You're back! Weiwei."

But today, when the car was parked, Chi Wei was reluctant to get out. His mind was still on yesterday's scene. He had avoided it last night, but what about tonight? He got up early in the morning on purpose, but at this point, he had to face what he had to face, not only to Qu Fanyi, but also to his mother.

The door opened, and Qu Fanyi came out as warmly as ever.

Chi Wei noticed the ring on her hand, with a strange glittering stone, and was surprised: "Did you choose the ring?"

"Yes!" Qu Fanyi raised her hand in front of him: "2.25 grams, just my birthday."

Chi Wei looked at her face inconspicuously and found that it was no different from usual, and he breathed a sigh of relief:

"Do you like it?"

Qu Fanyi replied: "I like it! It's so big."

Chi Wei was amused by her and raised his hand to touch her hair. The moment he touched her hair, Chi Wei's originally relaxed expression became melancholy again-

It's over, reconciliation. He has to sacrifice himself again.

After dinner, Qu Fanyi was responsible for cleaning up. She put the dishes into the dishwasher, went to the kitchen to get a wet rag, and wiped the table three times, once with water, once with detergent, and then cleaned the water. Finally, the vase with flowers was moved to the center of the dining table. After dinner, Chi Wei habitually locked himself in the study to read documents, while Qu Fanyi would stay in the guest room - her desk in the guest room was piled with all kinds of stationery, and every night, she would toss her notebook in the guest room.

But Chi Wei was not interested in his thesis tonight.

He opened Douyin and randomly flipped through a few videos. He rarely watched these videos on weekdays, so most of the videos he clicked into the app were pushed by the system based on the "male" gender stereotype. He swiped the screen a few times, and a series of cool dancing girls came across him openly, but as he swiped, the picture in his mind changed and became Qu Fanyi last night.

From the perspective of sexual affinity, Qu Fanyi is of course good-looking. White and soft, with slender limbs, but with flesh. It is the best figure in Yu Youyang's mouth. Of course, he always felt that this was not the reason why he chose Qu Fanyi. After Lin Shan left, his reason for choosing a spouse was very clear: virtuous, considerate, and presentable. He wanted to find a model wife who knew how to love himself.

But as for whether he loves Qu Fanyi or not, he has never thought about it. Love is a sin in marriage. For example, he gave all his love to Lin Shan, but in the end he was as pitiful as a dog.

Chi's mother's words followed in his ears again, and his chest suddenly became irritated. He remembered Qu Fanyi's eager face when he returned home last night. As a man, he must give his wife an explanation.

Finally, he put down his phone and pushed the door out.

Qu Fanyi was doing a hand account in the guest room, scribbling, and suddenly felt something. She looked up and was almost startled. Chi Wei stood there without knowing when, with dark eyes, staring at her.

"You..." Qu Fanyi looked puzzled. Just as she opened her mouth, she saw him waving at her, motioning her to come over.

As soon as she came to him, he picked her up by the waist, and Chi Wei's kiss fell. Then, he tilted his body, and the two rolled onto the sofa bed beside him.

The breathing was chaotic, and the doubts in her heart were one by one.

Rising: What's wrong? Is he crazy?

Chi Wei's hand moved from her waist to her chest, and began to unbutton her chest very efficiently. Qu Fanyi hurriedly grabbed his wrist and paused.

She got a chance, turned her face away, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Chi Wei moved back a few feet, with a sincere face: "My mother called me today and urged us to have a baby as soon as possible. I was wrong before, but I think it through. This should be a necessary part of marriage and must become the norm in our family. I calculated that I have to work three night shifts a week. Today is Tuesday, and the day after tomorrow is Friday. Let's decide in the future. We will get familiar with each other first, and then officially start preparing for pregnancy in a month..."

"...Ah?"

Seeing Qu Fanyi staring at him with wide eyes, full of innocence, Chi Wei stepped back again, trying not to be so embarrassed. He cleared his throat and continued to tell her his thoughts, "You always hope so, don't you? So, if you can, go find some movies and create some atmosphere..."

Qu Fanyi still didn't respond.

He cleared his throat and made up his mind, "Or maybe, let's just take off our clothes first and do it step by step."

He stared at Qu Fanyi, gritted his teeth, and unbuttoned his clothes one by one...

"Wait!"

.

The Australian lobsters in the pot turned red, but no one picked them up.

Chen Zhuan was not in a good mood all night. His phone was in his pocket. He regretted sending the "hmm" message within five minutes, but it was too late to withdraw it. The WeChat interface was open, and there was no movement, and his mind was wandering.

Not replying?

Really not replying?

She was indeed more cruel than himself. An inexplicable annoyance was stuck in his chest. The meeting with Wu Yubing ended in a hurry. After asking about the application for school, Wu Yubing could see that he was in a bad mood.

He drove home, took a shower and dried his hair, and looked at his quiet phone again. The signal and wifi were full... Suddenly he remembered something, pushed the door and looked through the window in the corridor. The lights in Sheng Yiqing's house were off.

She was not at home.

Fortunately, the phone soon made a buzzing sound. It was a group of three people, him, Chi Wei and Yu Youyang. Chi Wei tagged himself: "Brother, can you help me find Sheng Yiqing and ask her to find out where Qu Fanyi went?"

Chen Zhuan did not understand what Chi Wei meant for a moment, and replied with a question mark: "?"

Chi Wei continued: "...An hour ago, Qu Fanyi ran away from home."

Without waiting for Chen Zhuan to answer, Yu Youyang also appeared and posted a video of a nightclub: in the flashing lights, a group of men wearing masks danced to the rhythm, and the women in the audience screamed wildly. He seemed to be interested and added: "My friend sent it to me. He said that this newly opened nightclub invited a bunch of young girls to dance tonight. It's quite interesting."

Chi Wei didn't pay attention at this moment and continued: "Anyway...please help ask Yi Qing...@Chen Zhuan"

Chen Zhuan had been upset all night, and now he finally had an excuse to contact her. He quickly said: "Okay, I'll be there right away!"

However, no one answered the phone. He panicked: Will there be any accidents?

He said in the group again: @Chi Wei, I didn't get through. I'll call a few more. It's not that I want to call, I'm just helping you.

Chi Wei said "Huh?".

Yu Youyang couldn't stand the coldness and couldn't help but add another sentence, "Did you watch the video?"

Chen Zhuan: @Chi Wei, I called three times, but Yi Qing still didn't answer the phone. She's not at home either. Maybe she's working overtime. I'll go to her company to find her right away. So you don't have to worry.

He picked up his coat and stood up.

Chi Wei: It's okay! I'm not in a hurry, don't go. She left quietly, probably just to relax.

Chen Zhuan had already walked to the door, and when he saw this, his hand holding the door handle froze: Oh, okay.

After a while, he couldn't help but say: I'd better go and look for it, I just happened to have something nearby...

Finally, Yu Youyang couldn't stand it anymore: "Are you two blind? You didn't even look at the video I sent?"

"We are not interested in this kind of pornographic video..." Chi Wei was typing seriously. The next second, a screenshot of the video was sent to the group by Yu Youyang, and he even circled two figures in the lower left corner with a red pen.

"Did you see it clearly?"

In the environment of feasting and revelry, there were a row of men wearing loose shirts and charming postures on the stage, and a group of crazy female audiences under the stage, and the two people in the circled lower left corner seemed...really a little...familiar?

This person seemed...

Chen Zhuan and Chi Wei were silent-is our wife?