The door was ajar and not closed too tightly, and there was an eerie low gasp from the room, as if a lot of oxygen was needed to stop after a violent run.

The smell slowly floated out of the room and gradually submerged into Song Anyang's nasal cavity.

She saw through the crack in the unclosed door that was inside.

Shoes, tops, stockings, underwear, and underwear were thrown all the way from behind the door to the corner of the bed, and the chaos made her feel ridiculous.

The pair of high heels not far away was chosen for Lin Qingqing when she went to try on the bridal evening dress last week.

She felt that Qingqing had white skin and was very beautiful in light blue high heels.

And the shirt, which she bought for Siqi three days ago.

Xinlang's outfit is too rigid and not suitable for wearing when applying for a marriage certificate, so she specially spent two months' salary to help Siqi buy a handmade British-style shirt, which must be very handsome.

She is looking forward to everyone's blessings to them when they get married, Li Siqi's vows to the priest, and looking forward to them growing old hand in hand.

But now, on the eve of receiving the license, her fiancé rolled into their marriage bed with another woman.

It's ridiculous.

Song Anyang stood at the door, staring at the selfless entanglement of the man and woman through the crack in the door.

The nails pinched into the flesh of his palm, and the bright red blood stained the woman's fingers red, like a blood rose blooming, exuding a bewitching red light.

After being silent for a long time, Song Anyang suddenly hooked a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, did not reach out to push the door open, but sneered self-deprecatingly, and turned to leave.

It's not that I don't care, it's not that I don't get angry, it's that I'm disheartened after being angry.

She especially remembered the sincerity of Li Siqi's proposal to her, saying that he would love her for the rest of his life and never give up.

She still remembers the blessings that Lin Qingqing sent to her, wishing her happiness for the rest of her life.

However, at this time, the two people she trusted the most did the most hurtful thing in the wedding room arranged by herself.

She hated, she resented, but she knew better that at this time, no matter what she did, she couldn't solve any problems.

She's not used to letting go, she just doesn't like to argue pointlessly.

Li Siqi is no longer her Li Siqi.

She doesn't want it!

When the woman left, the security door was slammed ...... slammed it shut, and there was a lot of movement.

The man in the room, when he heard the sound of the door closing, suddenly stopped, looked at the charming woman, and asked with a frown: "Are you sure Anyang won't come back?" ”

Li Siqi has feelings for Song Anyang, although he is enjoying the joy of fish and water with other people's women in the marriage room at this time, but the person he wants to marry is Song Anyang.

He can't put down a coquettish goblin like Qingqing, but a gentle and virtuous virgin like Song Anyang is even rarer!

Qingqing can have a relationship with him before marriage, but Anyang won't, so he chooses to marry Song Anyang.

"No, her parents came from Sioux City specially, under the Chengxi Railway Station, you know it's very congested over there."

The man stopped suddenly, Lin Qingqing swung his waist dissatisfiedly in the man's arms, hugged the man's neck with both hands, raised his crimson face, and kissed the man's lips on the face.

Coquettish.

Siqi is hers, and she will never let anyone snatch him!!

When the man heard the woman's words, he seemed to be more relieved, lowered his head, and buried his face in the woman's neck.

Continue to enjoy such a thrilling lingering.

On a midsummer afternoon, the weather is dreary and restless, and the bright sun is soaking up the whitening heat.

Even the last trace of water on the ground seems to be absorbed by the scorching sun.

After Song Anyang left the community, he seemed to have become an ownerless lonely soul, wandering the streets in a muddle, and the scene in the new house was still vivid.

She and Li Siqi have known each other for a year, and after preparing the new house, they will get the certificate this afternoon, and the wedding will be held in a week!

But at this time, the funny thing is that her fiancé is still entangled with other women, using their marriage bed.

Song Anyang didn't know how long she had been walking, but when she stopped, she was already sarcastically outside the gate of the Civil Securities Bureau.

The woman turned her head, and her eyes suddenly swept over the slender back in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and the man was holding the household registration book in his hand!

Only from the back, Song Anyang could feel the solemnity and anxiety emanating from the man.

The woman was slightly stunned.

All of a sudden, she had a crazy idea!

In this kind of materialistic society, a woman who lives by relying on men will always get more cheating and betrayal than loyalty.

Instead of giving all your feelings, to love someone and keep one, it's better to eat her wedding cigarette quickly!!

You're going to get married, huh?!

Well, whoever she marries, she will not marry Li Siqi.

Turning around, Song Anyang walked towards the man holding the household registration book.

"My name is Song Anyang, hasn't your fiancée come yet?"

A bright smile spread across the woman's face, and her scarlet eyes stared at the man's face.

The man's face was cold, his narrow eyes were shining with a deep light, and his frowning brows were angry.

The woman who suddenly burst out made the man's eyes narrow slightly; He only glanced at the woman out of the corner of his eye, thinking that it was another woman who coveted his appearance and came up to ask for a phone number.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the woman took out her ID card and household registration book from her gaudy red leather bag.

"Seeing that you are in a hurry, your girlfriend has not come yet, if you are not in a hurry, I can get a certificate with you."

The woman sincerely presented the household registration book, and her scarlet eyes were full of sincerity.

Song Anyang finished speaking.

The man was slightly stunned, but he began to look at the woman in front of him and looked at it from beginning to end.

Leng Li's eyes are like stripping Song Anyang inside and out, and accurately judging a woman's qiē.

And after Song Anyang felt the man's cold eyes, he still looked at the man in front of him firmly, and he didn't mean to regret or retreat.

In the atmosphere of drawing a sword and opening a crossbow, the man suddenly stretched out his hand, took the woman's household registration book, grabbed the woman's wrist, and walked towards the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Wind and fire, precision.

Along the way, the man only dragged the woman's wrist and walked inside, without introducing himself or asking the woman's origin.

There are surprisingly few people in the Civil Affairs Bureau who have obtained certificates, and there are only three pairs of people in the government hall, one pair of sweet and dense marriages, and one pair of cold and weeping divorces.

The rest of the pair, the ones who are in a hurry are just here to get the certificate.

August 22 is a rare day, the seventeenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, taboo: marriage, entering the house, opening the market, and trading.

The camera is focused on the couple who are about to get married, and the photographer keeps reminding the couple in the lens.

"Bride, get closer, don't look confused, you're not cute."

"Also, Xinlang, laugh, you are marrying a wife, what is cool."

"Well, yes, that's it."

"Hey, keep it, don't move, keep your head closer, smile...... Laughing ......"

“ok…… Go to the lobby and get your badge. ”

It only took half an hour, paid nine yuan, and the certificate was issued.

The money was paid by Song Anyang.

And the spouse on her marriage certificate, after receiving the certificate, threw a string of keys to Song Anyang, saying that it was a house in the Shangnan community and asked her to go by herself.