Love At The Right Time (MTL)

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Sometimes, a few words from many years ago are still lingering in your ears, but you forget the scenes and emotions at that time, and you only remember that it happened.

Even if you remember the wish made at that time and the solemnity at that time, what about now? You can't even remember the slight smile hidden in her eyes when she laughed.

Even your parents, your friends, they are still in front of you cautiously not daring to mention it, for fear that you will hear a word. But only you know it, you don't remember it really.

Because I have recalled too many times, that person's once incomparably clear outline has gradually blurred with the steps of the years, and you can no longer remember her appearance.

The air was a little dull, Shi Qingqiu pulled the long hair that had fallen in front of him with his left hand behind his ear, held a pen with his right hand, and slightly lowered his head to sign his name on the paper placed in front of him.

The people around seemed to finish it at the same time, and the two of them finished writing together.

"Okay, congratulations to both of you. I'll just wait a while and I'll print out the ID." The clerk at the marriage registry was all smiles, put away the paper in front of them and turned around and left.

The lines of Shi Qingqiu's side face are still perfect in the eyes of those around him, his two light-colored lips are slightly tightened, and his face is calm and gentle. Just like the outside world, she is extremely gentle and beautiful, and no one outside the scene has ever seen unusually intense emotions in her eyes, and she will always be as gentle as a breeze.

The corners of Wen Qinghan's lips were slightly curved, and when he stared at Qingqiu, his thin and slender fingers lifted up to hold something, but eventually they fell down. The pale lips were pressed into a line, and he never spoke. .

When we walked out of the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the sun was shining.

Standing at the highest point of the steps, Shi Qingqiu opened the red certificate in front of the sunlight. What caught the eye was a photo of Wen Qinghan and her without a hat. Both of them looked like that, calm and indifferent.

From this moment on, they were written into each other's lives.

"We're married." Wen Qinghan looked at the hurried crowd from a distance, his voice was as light as usual, as if he was telling Shi Qingqiu that the weather today was not bad.

"Well, we're married." Shi Qingqiu's lips finally smiled as the scene happened, and the restlessness in his heart was slowly swallowed by the sunshine, and there was not a single point left.

What is she waiting for? Wait for a result that will never happen again, or wait for someone who will never show up again? From the moment she promised Wen Qinghan to get married, she couldn't wait to come back.

Moreover, this thought only passed through her mind just now. If it hadn't been for agreeing to Wen Qinghan's marriage, she would probably not remember that period of time for a long time.

She remembers Wen Qinghan saying: "I don't have time to meet too many people, and it takes time and effort to get to know it. It's better to be together, know the roots, and save time and effort."

She remembered Wen Qinghan saying, "Qingqiu, let's get married."

She also remembered that she didn't have the energy to get along with a complete stranger and get to know each other again, so she said, "Okay, we get married."

After being dazzled by the brilliant sunlight, Shi Qingqiu retracted his gaze and stopped thinking about it. He turned to look at Wen Qinghan. He happened to meet Wen Qinghan, who turned his head at the same time, with thin lips. He only listened to Wen Qinghan's words: "Qingqiu, If you regret it now, you won’t be able to divorce for the time being. If you just get married, we’ll get a headline."