Loss of success.

  Wang Ai has long been aware of Xu Qinglian’s emotional resistance and intellectual acceptance of marriage, so she has to get married, right? It has been so many years? So I've been expecting to talk about it after getting through this barrier, but in the end, Xu Qinglian collapsed, and Wang Ai couldn't hold the crying bride to go through the registration process.

  Don’t say that they will not give it to you, and the twisted melon is not sweet. Instead of leaving serious sequelae, it is better to... let's talk about it.

   Delaying Dafa is sometimes right.

  In the back seat of the Audi car, Xu Qinglian lay on Wang Ai’s lap and cried. Lao Fan put away his smiling face, pressing the steering wheel and motionless. Zhao Dan looked worriedly through the rearview mirror and said nothing.

  Wang Ai’s frustration is as strong as Xu Qinglian’s frustration, but there is no way. She stroked Xu Qinglian's hair with her left hand and rubbed her eyebrows with her right hand: "Lao Fan, let's go."

  The car starts, and the eldest sister at the entrance of the marriage registry is still watching. Realizing that it was not a kidnapping, he did not intervene, but silently wrote down the license plate number.

  Wang Ai can no longer take care of that much. In the memory, this is the worst time Xu Qinglian cried. The car driven by Lao Fan went east, but there was no direction. Zhao Dan asked where to go. Wang Ai explained: "Go to the suburbs, relax."

  From howling to crying, the car stopped beside a forest, and Lao Fan and Zhao Dan got out of the car silently.

   "If you don't get married, you won't get married. We are the same if we get married or not." Wang Ai hugged Xu Qinglian in his arms and whispered comfort.

   "I'm sorry." Xu Qinglian shook her head, and Wang Ai's face was watery.

"It's okay, this is just an obsession in my heart." Speaking of this, Wang Ai smiled: "Actually, I was doing my own analysis just now. I should subconsciously feel that I am not worthy of you, and I am afraid of losing you, so I desperately I’m looking for something to tie you down."

  Xu Qinglian smiled with red eyes, then sat back and looked out the car window: "I'm sorry, it's my problem. I like you, but I'm afraid of being with you."

  Wang Ai looked puzzled: "Well, Qinglian, we are both engaged in academics. Can you tell me the logic more clearly. I can't understand what you say."

  Xu Qinglian turned her head, frowning together, but the corners of her mouth cocked, smiling, tears still flowing, and nothing to say, pinched Wang Ai, and then turned her head back.

  In the car was quiet for a while, Wang Ai asked in a low voice, "Should I ask Zhang Xiuyun to come and accompany you?"

   "No, let me think about it." Xu Qinglian breathed a sigh of relief: "Go back, don't let Uncle Fan and Brother Zhao wait for a long time."

  Wang Ai got out of the car and called Lao Fan and Zhao Dan back. The car restarted. Halfway around, Wang Ai felt Xu Qinglian's body trembling, and his heart moved: "Lao Fan, go to Ya'er Hutong in Xicheng District."

   Xu Qinglian calmed down, and turned to the door of the house, walked into the spacious courtyard, Wang Ai also confessed: “Don’t tell my parents for the time being, I will say it myself tonight.”

  The two nodded in agreement. They stayed in the security room of the front yard. Wang Ai accompanied Xu Qinglian into the main yard and sat in the shade of the trees. Xu Qinglian didn't know what she was thinking, Wang Ai took out a few bottles of drinks from the refrigerator in the bedroom and waited for her silently.

  "Go back, let me think about it alone." Xu Qinglian saw Wang Ai and shook her head: "I'm really fine. I just haven't figured it out, didn't want to drive, and can't make it through."

  Wang Ai sighed, and grabbed Xu Qinglian’s hand: "I said, it won’t be done if you don’t, we don’t plan to do the wedding, it’s okay if you don’t get the certificate, you don’t need to be so entangled.

  Xu Qinglian shook her head: "This is my problem, I can't escape it.",

  Wang Ai exhaled and nodded. This is the problem of scholars. The more you understand, the deeper the entanglement. The historian is better, the philosopher is the worst. Although Xu Qinglian studied history, she had been with Wang Ai for a long time, and she also became philosopher's habit: if she can't think through a problem, she won't be able to sleep well.

  "You won't be crazy, are you?" Wang Ai asked tentatively.

  "What do you think?" Xu Qinglian asked coldly.

   "Then you, don't you commit suicide?" Wang Ai asked again.

  "What would you do if I wanted to commit suicide?" Xu Qinglian asked mockingly.

"I will knock you out." Wang Ai said solemnly: "Then after you wake up, I will pull you to exercise first, make you thirsty and hungry, and then use the delicious, all the delicious, big deal for me. Ask a first-class chef to seduce you. Then, when you are full, take you to a hot bath and bubble bath, and then use my strong physical energy of ten years of training and eight hours a day to shock you and make you fly into the sky in despair..."

  Xu Qinglian curled her lips: "Low-level!"

Wang Ai shook his head: "You have to admit that people like us sometimes have low-level things that can help us get rid of the predicament of being too high. In life, the lowest appetite and **** are biological instincts, origins, and powerful instincts. Motivation. When we are entangled with some metaphysical things, we use some metaphysical improvements to improve it. This is my perception of philosophy for many years."

Xu Qinglian finished listening silently, looking at Wang Ai's complex expression: "You still talk to me about academics at this time? Don't you know that women are unreasonable at this time? It's rare for me to be unreasonable once. Can you not talk to me? Reasonable?"

  Wang Ai's face turned red, then white again: "I want to hold you into the room right away, but you didn't leave."

  Xu Qinglian took two deep breaths and said seriously: "I promise, if you treat me so rudely, I will be very angry."

  Wang Ai spread his hands: "That's right."

   "It's just a fart!" Xu Qinglian had a sudden attack and hit Wang Ai several times: "You are out of help."

   "You're not saved!" Wang Ai ran back and shot back.

Seeing Xu Qinglian sitting down again in a daze, Wang Ai cautiously leaned over and held her unwilling shoulders, "Isn't I inexperienced? The first time I got married, the first time I saw you like this? Come, drink water?"

   "Don't drink."

   "Mouth-to-mouth I feed you."

"..." Xu Qinglian looked at Wang Ai faintly, and suddenly rushed over and bit Wang Ai's arm. It took him a long time to relieve her breath: "You go back and tell Uncle Wang and Aunt Ai, I'm sorry for them." Anti-collection, automatic loading failed, click Manual Loading, reading mode is not supported!

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  Wang Ai couldn’t help it, so he stood up and walked to the front of the courtyard to turn around and said, "I will let Tang Mudan and Liu Dingxiang come to accompany you, okay?"

  Xu Qinglian did not say a word, but nodded silently.

  She knows that, in any case, this is Wang Ai's bottom line.