84_84047 "You're not sure, so why do you want to get a certificate with me?" Grabbing the corners of her clothes with both hands and staring directly at her face, Yang Zixuan slowed down and continued: "If you fall in love with someone else after marriage, then do I want to obediently make room for you, and by the way, lose the child justifiably?" ”

If I fall into it in the future, and you don't love me, then what am I going to do?

Yang Zixuan didn't ask the latter sentence, but it was what she was most afraid of.

This time Song Zitian was silent for a long time, he looked at the tense face in front of him, his eyes were very deep, very heavy, after a long time, so long that Yang Zixuan thought that he would not answer himself before he slowly spoke, his tone was flat but his eyes were full of affirmation.

"If I can still fall in love with someone else, I think that person must be you, so," Song Zi paused, "Nothing you worry about can happen." ”

"What if?" The tense face suddenly smiled, and a short voice overflowed from the end of his nose, "You may not understand if you haven't been in love, and you can't say anything about feelings." ”

People's hearts are fickle, and what is uncertain now, the devil knows what will happen in the future?

Her distrust made Song Zitian feel very bad, he wanted to reply firmly, no in case, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back, he knew that she didn't believe him either, this woman was sometimes very practical, and things like this kind of empty promises were not convincing to her.

"And how do you agree?" Getting a marriage certificate is a matter for two people, and if she refuses, even if she goes to the Civil Affairs Bureau, it will be in vain.

Moreover, it is inevitable that they will get married, and the children will just advance this day.

Yang Zixuan leaned back, leaned back in the chair, and did not answer his question, but asked rhetorically, "Song Zitian, do you know what I want most?" ”

A question mark, with a blank face, obviously Song Zitian didn't know.

The time they spend together is a month and ten days, except for going to work, socializing, and sleeping, they don't even have half a month of time when they are really together, and they talk about ordinary things on weekdays, and they haven't talked seriously at all, except for their personality and a small part of their preferences, think about it, they don't really understand each other.

"What I want most is a home." With a soothing tone with a little melancholy, Yang Zixuan blinked her eyelids, lowered her eyes, and sighed slightly, "For as long as I can remember, I have followed my grandmother, my mother died of dystocia due to unmarried pregnancy, and my uncle has been very unkind to see me since I was a child, and it can even be said that I am disgusted, I didn't understand at that time, I just thought, he may think that I am ashamed, after all, my mother was born out of wedlock, and because I lost my life, in that era, I was pregnant unmarried but would be poked in the backbone by others, and then my uncle got married and bought a new house, Knowing that he didn't like me and was afraid that I would be wronged, my grandmother didn't move in with him, and he gave my grandmother every month for living expenses, pocket money, and in the end, a large part of it would become my tuition. ”

"I wanted to drop out of school more than once, every time my grandmother would resolutely oppose it, let me not give up on myself, saying that I was the continuation of my mother's life, and then under my grandmother's repeated requests, my uncle was willing to help me pay for tuition, but it was only tuition, from elementary school to high school graduation, I haven't received a college admission letter, my grandmother can't hold on to go first, she left me all the money left before leaving, so I don't give up lightly." Speaking of this, Yang Zixuan couldn't help but choke up, and her eyes were red.

She didn't shed tears, Song Zitian was already panicked, looking a little at a loss, "Don't say it and don't think about it, it's all over, I'll give you the home you want." ”

There were tears in her eyes, and it was raining in his heart, and he only felt a little sour and a little painful in his heart.

"No, you listen to me." Raised his hand and wiped it on his face, stopped the tears that he wanted to fall and tried to relieve his choking, and continued, "My uncle broke away from me less than a month after my grandmother left, and I learned on the day of my grandmother's funeral that I had nothing to do with this family, my mother did die in childbirth, but the child also did not survive, I am just an abandoned baby that my grandmother picked up outside." ”

"From the age of eighteen to the present, except for Yao Yao and Xi Ze, I actually don't have any friends, let alone relatives, I have been in love a few times, and I have thought about getting married and forming a family more than once, however, the god of luck did not let me get my wish."

"If you are alone for too long, you will get used to this state and you will especially desire a home, but," she paused, looked at the person in front of her, and said word by word, "I would rather face loss than gain." ”

It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift, and this principle is also applicable to her.

This is the first time I have heard her talk about this, Song Zi listened, her five flavors rolled, she had a lot of things to say in her heart, but she didn't know where to start, but she had a clear goal.

He must marry this woman.

"Do you like me?" He asked.

“”

She said so much, did he not listen or did he not understand?

"If you don't say it, I'll just treat you as if you like me." Song Zi said to himself, sat down skillfully and started the car, and continued while reversing: "What am I talking about."

You may not believe it, then leave it to time to prove it, and today we will go to get the certificate first. ”

He made up his mind to do what he didn't give up halfway.

dang

Yang Zixuan opened her mouth and came over for a few seconds, "Song Zitian, don't you understand what I mean?" ”

Good manner, why would she take such a risk and get married without love?

Let's not talk about good luck, bad luck, it was an injury, she didn't go crazy, and she could distinguish between reality and virtuality.

"Understand, why don't you understand, you said you want a home the most, and I just can give it to you, my dad, my mom, they all like you very much, they will treat you as a real family, give you what you want, warmth, care, and" Saying this, he paused and turned his head to look at her and then turned to look ahead, "Me and the baby in your belly, you don't believe that I can't believe my own child, she will be one of your closest people, do you want her to be born without a father, and be called an illegitimate child by others?" ”

"In addition, what you are worried about, will I divorce you in the future, I have said this question many times, either not to get married, and if you get married, you will not leave lightly, unless you violate my bottom line, the bottom line here is to point out the track, and there is no ambiguity, if you still don't believe it, we can sign an agreement later, no matter what the reason for the divorce, I will not snatch the child from you, you can write any requirements on the agreement."

The agreement was just to reassure her, and Song Zi poured out a lot of money to think that the agreement would not have a chance to be used, because, he would not allow it.

Suddenly feeling a little powerless, Yang Zixuan felt that so many of her previous words were in vain, like playing the piano to the cow.

The car drove all the way to Yang Zixuan's house, and the two of them didn't speak again, got out of the car, took the elevator upstairs, unlocked the lock, and entered the door.

"Where's your household register?" Song Zitian searched around but couldn't find it, so he could only ask her.

Yang Zixuan sat firmly on the sofa, feeling really indescribable.

"Song Zitian, are you sure you won't regret it?" In her opinion, his move was purely impulsive.

"You still think I'm joking?" Song Zitian twisted his eyebrows, sat down next to her, put his arm around her shoulders, and let her face herself, "You listen to me, I, Song Zitian, want to marry you, the kind that is serious, not joking, and I don't plan to leave." ”

He doesn't know much about expression, and he doesn't have much to say.

"Give me, give the child, and give you a chance."

Song Zitian felt that he was already low enough, he hadn't bowed his head in front of a woman for a long, long time.

"What if I don't?" The tentative tone was just like Yang Zixuan's feeling at the moment.

She had so much uncertainty that she was torn between thinking and not wanting to.

On the one hand, she longs for a home, as long as she nods, she can have it immediately, and on the other hand, she is afraid, she knows that she is not as fearless as she seems.

"Ken, I am still willing to sign an agreement with you, no matter what the future will be, I will not snatch the child from you, if not, then I will decide this child. This is not a joke, you could say that he is threatening.

"You" was still a little shaken just now, and Yang Zixuan instantly felt that the whole person was not good.

"Don't say you're going to kill the kid, I know you won't." Before she could say anything, Song Zitian interrupted first.

How can a person who longs so much for a family be willing to give up his children?

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