Contractual Marriage: We’re Meant to Be Together

10. Draw a Line Between Them

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

“Ouch! Wei Qing!” Suddenly, a scream of a boy rang out from the living room.

Shocked by the scream, Wei Qing hid his feelings and walked to the living room quickly.

“Wei Qing! Wei Qing!” Yan Chuyang ran to him with a twisted expression, clutching his little finger tightly, and said, “My finger is broken!”

“What?”

“My finger is broken!”

Looking at the bloodstain on Yan Chuyang’s white shirt, Wei Qing felt stressed. He frowned and said, “Take your hand away and let me see.”

“No way!”

Yan Chuyang clenched his finger tightly, with his body bent, and said painfully, “My finger will fall off as soon as I move my hand away. You don’t know how to reattach it. I’ll be a man without his little finger!”

Wei Qing’s brows knitted, “It won’t fall. Let me see how it is first. There are medical kits for emergencies in the hotel. Let me help you to treat it first.”

“No,” Yan Chuyang’s round eyes turned red which were filled with tears. He said, “It will definitely fall. It will!”

“No, it won’t.” Wei Qing leaned over, holding Yan Chuyang’s wrist, and then carefully moved away his fingers which were clenched one by one.

“It will fall.” Yan Chuyang was still murmuring. “It will definitely fall.”

“It won’t.” Wei Qing consoled him in a low voice, and then prized Yan Chuyang’s clenching fingers open with difficultly. In the end, Wei Qing’s forehead was covered with sweat.

‘Damn. Though this little boy is fair and skinny, he does have strengths.’

Finally, Wei Qing prized the last finger open.

Yan Chuyang suddenly stiffened. He raised his head and closed his eyes tightly, shouting, “Did it fall?”

Wei Qing picked up the tender and fair little finger and checked it front and back. He asked softly, “Did you hurt this hand?”

Yan Chuyang got nervous with his shoulders stiffening, and he said with a trembling voice, “Yeah. How is it?”

“Why didn’t I see any blood?”

Yan Chuyang opened his eyes and lowered his head to look, “How could you not see blood?! Ah!!”

Yan Chuyang screamed miserably and grasping his other little finger, “I made a mistake! Damn, it’s this finger. I was wondering why I felt so painful when you prized my grip. That makes sense now. ”

Wei Qing felt impatient and released his hold. He took a few steps back and said, “Don’t be so extravagant. Your other little finger is fine. It just got scratched.”

Yan Chuyang raised his head with a hatred expression, gritting his teeth, and said, “It’s not your finger. You couldn’t feel the pain, but you should have known that fingers are connected with heart!”

Wei Qing shook his head, “You are a man…”

Yan Chuyang gave him a hard look, then walked to the sofa and took a bandage on the tea table. He tore it open with his mouth and carefully wrapped the small scratches on his little finger.

While wrapping, he said sullenly, “Everything we have is given by our parents, so a man cares about his own body. That’s what my grandmother once told me.”

Wei Qing snorted and said, “If your grandmother knows that her words became an excuse for you to be so afraid of death, she would change what she said.”

“Impossible.” Yan Chuyang shrugged his shoulders and said, “She’s already passed away.”

“Oh.” Wei Qing said awkwardly, “Then I’m afraid you’ll be this way for the rest of your life.”

Yan Chuyang didn’t say a word. After wrapping his fingers, he ran to the sofa and took those two “Spouse Certificates” wrapped with red covers. He handed one to Wei Qing, “Here you are. Our marriage certificate.”

Wei Qing glanced at him, “Why did you wrap it so carefully?”

“I have nothing better to do so I just took some time to wrap it.”

Looking at the red sign, Wei Qing felt a little dazzling, so he didn’t go take it. He turned around and sat on the sofa, took a cup of tea and sipped it, saying flatly, “You can have mine.”

He really didn’t want to see the marriage certificates.

With a twinkle in Yan Chuyang’s eyes, he seemed to be surprised and said happily, “Do you want me to keep both of the marriage certificates?”

“Yes, just take care of them.”Wei Qing said.

‘Anyway, the marriage certificates are nonsense. It doesn’t matter who keeps them. When it’s time to get divorced, I could ask him for it.’

Yan Chuyang happily walked to the edge of the sofa, bent over and put them in his backpack, muttering in a low voice.

“My grandmother said that marriage certificates are always held by the head of a family because what he says matters.’ This is indeed true.”

Wei Qing suddenly got choked by the coffee. With his face darkened, he said, “Your grandmother’s words are quite classic.”

“Right.” Yan Chuyang zipped up his backpack, then sat down on the sofa right next to Wei Qing.

“Those senior people, after living for such a long time, can always find out some truths about life.”

Wei Qing nodded, noncommittal.

Yan Chuyang leaned back on the back of the sofa, stretched his arm and asked, “I’m very hungry. Do you want to go out and buy some food?”

Wei Qing raised his hand and looked at his watch, “It’s getting late. There’s a guest service in this hotel. Just make a call later and let someone deliver some food.”

“Fine, then.” Yan Chuyang rubbed his belly and shrunk his body down. “The food here tastes bad. They are all half-cooked, which makes me sick.”

Wei Qing glance at him out of curiosity, “You said you like steak medium rare the first time I met you, didn’t you?”

Yan Chuyang was stunned, and his eyes rolled around in panic.

“Ah! I get an upset stomach recently. So, I have to restrict my diet.”

Wei Qing nodded and didn’t say anything else. After sitting for a while, he suddenly took out a stack of cash with the face value of 100 from his pocket and handed it to Yan Chuyang.

“It’s urgent to come aboard so I didn’t bring much money. Take the money first, which can be considered as the payment for the effort you have been made over the past two days.”

Yan Chuyang felt uncomfortable and said sullenly, “The contract said my salary would be paid at the end of each month, didn’t it? It had only been a few days. ”

“Well.” Wei Qing thought for a while and said, “It can be considered as a bonus for the past few days. After all, you have spent a lot of time doing all this stuff and made many efforts.”

Yan Chuyang stared at the stack of red cash for a moment, then suddenly shrugged his shoulder and said, “Fine, then. Since you insist on giving it to me, I will accept it.”

Then, he took the money.

Wei Qing felt relieved in his heart. Giving money was the best way to draw a line between them and make Yan Chuyang recognize his identity.