obsessed with love

Chapter 263 Registration with the Civil Affairs Bureau
After eating, Qiao Anming still had some work to do.

Du Ruo helped him clear the table, and sat obediently on the sofa to wait for him.

Qiao Anming soon returned to work, concentrating on his work with a serious face.

Du Ruo was afraid of affecting his work, so he didn't talk or move around, just leaned on the sofa and stared at him.

It is said that serious men are the sexiest.

Qiao Anming was sitting under the light, with a pile of documents spread out in front of him, typing a few times on the keyboard, and writing some words on the documents.

The suit had already been taken off, and he casually hung it on the back of the chair, leaving only the lake blue shirt with the top two buttons undone, and the cuffs were lifted up a little, revealing a small half of the arm with nice lines.

Du Ruo not only lamented, experience is really a good thing. Qiao Anming was already 48 years old at that time, but there was no trace of decay in his body, only awe-inspiring aura and courage, as if carved into his bones, just like that Sitting under the light and working will be exuded at any time, not to mention that the years have favored him so much. As Xiaolin said, the 48-year-old Qiao Anming is enough to match the word "old handsome guy".

She couldn't help but be taken aback.

Qiao Anming looked up occasionally and saw Du Ruo staring at him blankly, and smiled: "What's wrong? Are you bored? If you are bored, you can go shopping. There is a satellite TV in the small meeting room outside, and you can watch TV too. .”

"No, it's not boring." Du Ruo quickly turned his eyes to the side, fortunately he didn't notice his nympho.

It was past midnight when Qiao Anming turned off the computer, and when he looked up, Du Ruo had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

His head was slightly tilted to one side, his legs crossed and hung on the coffee table.

"The sleeping face is still so ugly." He smiled, took his suit and walked over, and Du Ruo woke up as soon as he put the suit on his shoulders.

"Sorry, fell asleep, have you finished your work?" She stood up and sat up straight.

Qiao Anming said "Yes", "Yes, we are done, we can go home." Then he pulled Du Ruo up and put the suit on her body.

God knows, when he said the word "go home", his heart was trembling.

When the two security guards saw Qiao Anming coming down, they immediately went up to meet him.

"Mr. Qiao, are you leaving?"

"Well, I'm off work." He nodded, and then the security guard saw Du Ruo who was following behind Qiao Anming, holding an empty insulated box in his hand, and Qiao Anming's suit on his shoulders. Fan: "Mrs. Qiao, then go slowly."

Du Ruo couldn't bear such a compliment, and looked a little embarrassed.

Qiao Anming took Du Ruo's hand naturally and walked out.

"They really know how to yell, what madam..." She retracted her hand again, really unable to bear this public show of affection.

Qiao Anming didn't care, and hugged her shoulder domineeringly, and whispered in her ear: "Not now, but tomorrow."

He couldn't wait, and he didn't go to the company the next day. He got up very early, washed and changed his clothes.

Du Ruo was awakened by his warm hand scratching.

"Wake up, slob!"

"It's so early." She looked at the alarm clock next to the bed, "It's only past 6 o'clock, it was too late last night, and I haven't woken up yet, let me sleep a little longer." Du Ruo begged for mercy.

It was close to 1 o'clock when I got home from the company yesterday, took a shower and went to bed, but just as I fell asleep, Qiao Anming fell asleep.

She sometimes wonders how a 48-year-old man can be so energetic.

"Three years, you owed me three years, I have to make up for it all..." He shamelessly gave her this reason.

After a lot of tossing, it was already past 2 o'clock, and she had been sleeping with her all these years, and she basically went to bed before 10 o'clock, so it was rare for her to stay up late.

But how she begged for mercy, Qiao Anming didn't pay any attention to it. He simply got into the quilt and pulled the strap of her nightgown directly into it.

Du Ruo really didn't want to wake up at first, because he was too tired, but he went too far, and even moved his hands down around his waist...

"Hey..." He stopped after panting, but his body became hot from his teasing.

Qiao Anming smiled mischievously: "Can't you get up?"

So annoying!

"Qiao Anming!" Du Ruo rolled over while hugging the quilt, and blocked his unruly hands: "Don't you want to go to work? Don't mess with me, let me sleep for a while."

"We don't go to work today, we have more important things to do!" He leaned over to Du Ruo's ear, put his arm around her waist, kissed her earlobe, and said in a low voice, "Did you forget? Say yes." Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau today!"

Du Ruo opened his eyes slowly, his small eyes widened in a daze.

Civil Affairs Bureau! ! !

"Old Qiao, are you serious?" She woke up instantly, thinking he was joking last night.

Qiao Anming's face was visibly gloomy, and he took advantage of the situation to slip his hand into her pajamas, and gently pinched her waist: "Am I joking about this kind of thing?"

"But it was so sudden... I'm not ready yet!"

"What do you want to prepare, just get dressed and follow me."

"..."

Du Ruo frowned, seeing that Qiao Anming's expression was so serious that he didn't seem to be joking, so he could only lift the quilt to cover his face.

"Ah, ah... too suddenly, too suddenly..."

Qiao Anming smiled, lifted the quilt, and leaned forward: "Do you have other considerations?"

"No, I just feel..."

"I don't think so much, Du Ruo, I'm not impulsive, it's up to you! Let's go, hurry up!" He urged, and got tired of her lips again before getting up.

Du Ruo changed his clothes slowly and went out. Qiao Anming was already sitting in the dining room having breakfast, holding a newspaper of the day in his hand.

"I've already made an agreement with Chen Ma, and I'll bring it to her in the morning." Qiao said in his commanding tone.

Chen Ma smiled happily, she must have known that today she and Qiao Anming were going to get the certificate.

"Miss Du, you and Mr. Qiao don't worry, you will be fine if you follow me." Then he poured another cup of hot milk for Du Ruo.

Qiao Anming glanced at her: "Hurry up and eat. After eating, I will go back to Yi County to get your household registration booklet, and then go to the Civil Affairs Bureau. The Civil Affairs Bureau will not handle marriage registration in the afternoon, so time is a little tight."

Qiao Anming explained while reading the newspaper, then raised his head and glanced at Du Ruo: "Mother Chen, make her another cup of coffee, she said that she didn't sleep well last night because she worked too late..."

"..." Du Ruo almost choked to death on the hot milk.

Why is he like this? ? ?Completely disregarding the presence of outsiders!
My God... Du Ruo's face was burning hot, so he could only pretend to drink milk.

Qiao Anming looked at her secretly, feeling refreshed.

Chen Ma watched from the side, pursed her lips and hurried to the kitchen: "Um... sir, then I'll make a cup of coffee for Miss Du."

It was only when she got in the car that she realized that Qiao Anming was dressed very formally today. She was wearing a dark suit and her hair was combed meticulously. Then she looked at herself, because all the clothes were still in Yi County, so she was wearing them nearby Sweaters and sportswear temporarily bought in foreign trade stores.

Du Ruo planned to change clothes when he went back to his home in Yi County to get his household registration booklet.

Qiao Anming drove very fast all the way, with no expression on his face.

When he didn't speak, Du Ruo also sat aside in a daze.

An hour later, I arrived at my home in Yixian County.

"I won't go up, I'll wait for you downstairs." Qiao Anming opened the car door for Du Ruo, "Come down as soon as you get your household registration book, you're running out of time."

Du Ruo agreed with all his heart, but when he got home, he opened the closet to find clothes.

Too grand, it seems too hypocritical.

It's too simple, and it seems to be too insignificant.

Casual clothes do not seem to be suitable for wedding photos.

Formal attire is too rigid...

"Ah...!!!" Du Ruo threw all the clothes in his hand on the bed, scratched his hair, and really didn't know how to make a choice.

"What are you doing? Packing your luggage?" Qiao Anming's voice suddenly sounded from behind. It is estimated that he had waited in the car for a long time before coming up to take a look, "I will send you back to pack your things in a few days. Today is too late. "

"No, I didn't pack my luggage, I have to change clothes." Du Ruo pawed on the bed with a frustrated voice, "But I really don't know what to wear to get the certificate."

Qiao Anming's mouth suddenly twitched secretly, but he didn't smile, he just strode behind her.

"Are you nervous?"

"What's nervous? I'm not." Du Ruo denied it.

"If you're not nervous, why can't you even choose a suit of clothes?" He was aggressive.

Du Ruo turned around and stabbed him: "Who says I can't choose well? It's not the first time I've been to the Civil Affairs Bureau!" She said angrily, grabbed a light gray sweater and jeans, and walked into the bathroom.

Qiao Anming laughed behind her back.

Soon Du Ruo changed into clothes and came out. She wore a gray sweater coat with a large lapel collar and light blue skinny jeans on her lower body.

Before going out, Qiao Anming walked around in front of her vanity mirror again.

"Take this with you, and go to get the certificate and take a photo. You have to look a little bit."

Du Ruo lowered his head and saw that he was holding a lipstick in his palm.

"Small stuff!"

Because it is not a special day, there are not many people who register for marriage at the Civil Affairs Bureau, and there is almost no queue for taking pictures and filling in forms.

Soon it was Qiao Anming and Du Ruo's turn.

He took her hand and walked over, sat down, and took out their respective household registration books.

The staff took a look, then looked up again, a trace of inadvertent surprise flashed in their eyes, probably because they felt that the age difference between the two in front of them was too great.

"Excuse me, are you married?"

"Yes." Qiao Anming replied.

"Have you considered it?"

"..." Du Ruo was annoyed first, "What do you mean?"

Qiao Anming held her hand firmly below, stopped her from yelling, but replied to the staff with a smile: "There is no need to think about it, the answer was already given three years ago, and now it is just missing a form."

The staff froze for a moment, stared at Qiao Anming, didn't say anything, but handed over the form.

Fill out the information for each.

Without hesitation, Qiao Anming signed his name at the end, and then moved the form to Du Ruo's hand.

"Right next to me, sign your name," he said.

Du Ruo can't be as calm as him, it's a lifelong event, not to mention being with Qiao Anming, it feels unreal all morning.

Seeing her staring blankly, Qiao Anming shook her other hand, as if to give her courage.

Du Ruo's eyes were fixed on the three characters at the bottom, which were vigorously written with a pen - Qiao Anming.

As long as she signs her name next to it, she will be Mrs. Qiao from now on, the conscience of heaven and earth. The word "Mrs. Qiao" was almost unthinkable to her a week ago.

"This lady?" the staff reminded.

Du Ruo raised his head, took a breath, and tears fell from his eyes.

The staff were a little stunned: "What's wrong? Marriage must be voluntary. If you have..."

"No." Du Ruo stopped the staff, turned around and smiled at Qiao Anming, then picked up a pen, and signed her name next to the three words "Qiao Anming".

Subsequent processes are simpler.

Take photos and get certificates.

The photographer stood in front of the background and kept waving his hands to teach Qiao Anming how to pose.

"Sir, smile a little, smile a little more... No, why is your head turned this way? You have to get closer to your wife's side!"

After repeating this several times, Qiao Anming still had a blunt expression, with his hands slightly clenched on his knees.

Du Ruo peeked at his side face, his expression so serious...?
"Are you nervous?"

"No, how is it possible!"

"Then why are you holding your hand so tightly?" Du Ruo said with a low voice, retaliation.

Qiao Anming turned to look at her, and the photographer screamed again: "Sir, what do you think your wife is doing? You have to look at me, look at the camera!"

Then there was a "click", and the picture froze, Du Ruo finally grinned, and leaned his head on Qiao Anming's shoulder unconsciously.

"Very good, happiness is beyond the surface, I wish you two new couples grow old together."

The photographer gave them the developed photos, and Du Ruo took a look and burst out laughing.

In the photo, Qiao Anming's smile was half a smile, but it was obvious that his expression was blunt.

"You still say you're not nervous? Hahaha..." Du Ruo teased, but he wasn't annoyed, he just said, "The spotlights on the top are too bright, and I'm not used to facing the camera."

What a lazy excuse.

The dignified Shengan's family members often appear in various magazines and news, but they actually say that they are not used to facing the camera?

"You lied to ghosts." Du Ruo handed him the photo, giggling all the way to himself, but vaguely moved and proud.

After 10 minutes the certificate came down.

The red book, stamped on the photo, Du Ruo held it in his hand, it felt unreal.

Although they have only been entangled for a few years, she feels that she has exhausted half her life's efforts. She thought that she might not be destined to see each other again in this life, but in the blink of an eye, they became husband and wife.

"Are you going to cry again?" Qiao Anming asked.

Du Ruo frowned forcefully: "No..."

But as soon as the words fell, tears began to flow. Some staff members who passed by kept staring at Du Ruo. Qiao Anming shook his head and wiped her tears with his fingertips.

"If you continue to cry, I think people in the Civil Affairs Bureau will think that I am forcing a marriage."

"Pfft-" Du Ruo smiled wryly at what he said.

In the end, a staff member came to interrupt them: "Do you need to take a marriage oath? If you need to take an oath, please go to the toll office and pay another 100 yuan."

Qiao Anming shook his head: "No need, it's good to keep things like vows in each other's hearts."

Reading aloud does not mean that you will die forever.

When walking out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Du Ruo followed Qiao Anming slowly.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

She looked up, her eyes flickering: "Old Joe, this is my third registration."

Three marriages, separation and reunion.

Qiao Anming stubbornly took her hand and led her to the parking lot.

"Well, so you see, you're still going to be my wife, Qiao Anming, after going round and round!"

Even if you have taken many detours, endured a lot of hardships, and crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, you still have to return to that person in the end. This is "destined".

After registration, Qiao Anming found a nearby restaurant to have dinner with Du Ruo.

He had to go back to the company in the afternoon, so he took Du Ruo back to the apartment after a simple lunch.

When I got home, I had already taken a nap, and Mama Chen seemed to be packing things in the house, because there was a loud noise coming from the attic.

Du Ruo sucked on his slippers and went up, only to see that the door of the storage room was open.

"Mother Chen..." Du Ruo called out.

Chen Ma came out quickly, holding a picture frame wrapped in cloth in her hand.

"Madam, are you back?"

"..." Du Ruo couldn't accept this title for a while, and he changed his words too quickly, so he could only smile and nod.

Chen Ma was quite natural, she walked over and asked, "Where is Mr. Qiao? Didn't you come back with you?"

"He's gone to the company, that...Mother Chen, what are you doing?"

"Oh... Me... Mr. Qiao asked me to clean up all the unnecessary things in this storage room a few days ago, and throw away what should be thrown away."

"Then what are you holding in your hand?" Du Ruo pointed to the picture frame in her hand.

Chen's mother replied: "I don't know, it's probably a painting. Why don't you open it and have a look? If you think it's still there, I'll keep putting it in the storage room. If you don't want it, I'll just throw it away to save space .”

As she spoke, she moved the painting to the coffee table.

It was quite heavy, and it took some effort for Chen Ma to put it on the coffee table.

"This painting has been here for a while, and there is a lot of dust on the cloth." Chen Ma said as she opened the cloth, revealing the whole picture...

"This... madam, this painting seems to be about you..." Mother Chen was taken aback, not knowing what to say.

Du Ruo was also startled, but quickly regained his composure.

The woman in the painting is indeed Du Ruo, and she still looks like she had long hair many years ago, and in the lower right corner of the canvas, it is signed - Gu Lan on January 2013, 1.

If Du Ruo remembers correctly, January 1th is Qiao Anming's birthday, and Gu Lan probably died in the spring of this year...

She should have finished this painting before her body was exhausted.

"Madam, this painting... how to deal with it?"

"Give it to me, I want to keep it." Du Ruo wrapped the painting again.

Qiao Anming really came back early in the evening, and the three of them had dinner together.

Chen Ma took it to take a bath, and Du Ruo called Qiao Anming to the bedroom.

That painting is hanging on the wall behind the bed in the bedroom, it's a big one, you can see it as soon as you enter the door.

"This is?" Qiao Anming was stunned at the door, vaguely guessing in his heart, but still asked unwillingly: "Who drew it?"

"Gu Lan painted it, haven't you seen it?"

"No, she used to paint in the basement studio of the villa. I was busy with work, so I seldom cared about what she was painting. Besides, she always fished for two days and dried the net for three days. She had learned to paint for so many years, but she didn't finish her painting seriously. One picture."

This is the truth, but she finished painting Du Ruo's portrait alone.

"Have you seen the final signature and time, January 1 this year?" Du Ruo asked Qiao Anming, staring at himself in the painting.

Qiao Anming walked over and looked carefully, and sure enough, he saw a small line of characters in the lower right corner.

"She should have painted this painting for a long time, but she only finished it before she died." Qiao Anming pointed to the color of the ink in the painting and told Du Ruo: "Look, some colors have faded, but some are still faded." It’s very bright, and it shouldn’t be long before it’s finished.”

He was right.

Gu Lan started this painting of Du Ruo more than three years ago.

At that time, she just knew that Qiao Anming had a woman outside, and she just knew that the woman was pregnant with her child, and it was the first time she saw Du Ruo's real person, at the door of the alley she rented, the bag was snatched away, and Du Ruo bravely acted for that woman. once.

Later, she was bored in the basement studio drawing Du Ruo for a while.

One stroke at a time, gradually outlines the outline of Du Ruo, this woman who broke into her married life!
"The painting is very good, and it looks quite similar." Du Ruo praised from the bottom of her heart, "She has never seen me a few times, but she can draw my appearance so similarly, which is enough to show how much she hates me."

After Du Ruo finished speaking bitterly, she looked at Qiao Anming.

Qiao Anming breathed a sigh of relief, and put his arms around Du Ruo's shoulders: "There is nothing to hate or hate, no one is here anymore, and we are already married, so don't think about the past."

Can?

"Old Qiao, let's postpone the plan of going back to Xuancheng to see my dad for a while, I want to go and see Gu Lan..."

Some accounts have to be settled. Although the dead have passed away, the living have to live on.

Originally, Qiao Anming wanted to take Du Ruo to the cemetery in person, but Du Ruo strongly demanded that she want to go alone.

On the way there, Du Ruo deliberately found a better flower shop, bought a bunch of white lilies, and asked the girl in the flower shop to trim the flower branches carefully.

Qiao Anming told her the address of the cemetery, and she wrote it down on a note.

It's easy to find because there are only a few tombstones in a good location.

Du Ruo put the lily in front of the stele, and instead of standing up immediately, she leaned against the stele and glanced at Gu Lan's photo.

Gu Lan in the photo is still very young, her complexion is much better than when Du Ruo saw her, smiling slightly, she looks harmless and gentle.

"I'm sorry..." Du Ruo squatted in front of Gu Lan's photo, and said it in a very calm voice.

"This is the apology I owe you, and I haven't had a chance to tell you. I know you hate me, and you have enough positions and reasons to hate me, but I don't, so that even if you hire someone to beat me when I'm pregnant , or send photos to my parents, when I was scolded by everyone pointing at the spine, I have no position or reason to hate you, because these are all my faults, I was involved in your marriage with Qiao Anming. My third It seems that no amount of harm is worthy of sympathy..."

Du Ruo laughed at himself.

"But I also paid the price for this. My mother passed away. I will have a conscience about my mother for the rest of my life, and I have taken it with me for three years... I don't know if you and Qiao Anming How did the three years go, anyway, my life was extremely bad... But I don't have the extravagant hope to see him again..."

Du Ruo's calf was a little sore from squatting, so he simply sat down on the grass.

Holding her hands on her knees, the diamond ring that Qiao Anming just put on her a few days ago shone in the morning light.

"Gu Lan, do you believe in fate? Do you think there is an irreversible fate between you and me?"

(End of this chapter)