Divorce: This is a Trivial Matter

On Wednesday afternoon, Yang Wei took a half-day leave with the school and followed Qi Xiaoyan to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the remarriage formalities.

The staff responsible for receiving them was the last one. He seemed to recognize Yang Wei and froze for a moment, then said: "Ah, are you the last Goldbach?"

Yang Wei: "..."

She smiled at the staff and said, "Goldbach and Euler eloped. Please help us with the remarriage formalities."

staff member:"……"

After he collected their information, he began to go through the process. When he saw them signing their names on the application, he couldn’t help but sigh as the person who came over: “The establishment of feelings takes a long time to torture each other, the longer the torture , The deeper the feelings. Congratulations to the two remarry."

Yang Wei and Qi Xiaoyan signed their hands at the same time.

After the two walked out of the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the divorce certificate in hand had been changed back to the marriage certificate.Yang Wei opened the red book in his hand and looked at it. There was no difference except that the date was different from the previous one.

"Congratulations, Mrs. Qi." Qi Xiaoyan stood beside her and looked at her, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.Yang Wei blew him and put the marriage certificate in his bag: "Congratulations to you, Mr. Qi, who is stalking."

After being said to be strangled, Qi Xiaoyan was not angry, but after Yang Wei followed him for a few steps, he suddenly remembered what stopped.Qi Xiaoyan looked at her sideways, somewhat puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Yang Wei curled his lips and said: "Volume, you still did not propose to me."

Actually, he received the certificate with him so easily on both occasions, and said to kneel on one knee!

Qi Xiaoyan's eyebrows moved slightly, pulling Yang Wei into the car.

The peach blossoms on both sides of the road have already opened and closed, and now there are only lush green leaves.The black Audi drove across the cement road, bringing up a few leaves on the street.

An older woman in the Civil Affairs Bureau squeezed her colleague, and said with a smile, "Don't forget my spicy strip."

Qi Xiaoyan drove the car back home and said to Yang Wei, who was lying on the couch: "I made an appointment with the photo studio and I will take a wedding photo again this Saturday."

Yang Wei was stunned and sat cross-legged on the sofa: "Why take a wedding photo again?" She wanted him to kneel on one knee and propose to her more than this!There is also a lot of roses!

Qi smiled and said: "You painted me like that, are you going to hang like this all the time?"

Yang Wei thought about the wedding picture in the bedroom, and a smile spread on his face: "I think it looks pretty, much better than you."

Qi Xiaoyan looked at her and suddenly pulled her lip line: "Then I will help you draw one tonight. Anyway, I have been in your class for a semester, and I am still very confident."

Yang Wei: "..."

She flattened her mouth and said: "Should the previous photos still be kept? Should I print another one?"

"I want to take a picture again." Qi Xiaoyan's tone at this time was as willful as the children in her class. "Although there will not be another wedding, I want to have a new beginning."

Yang Wei didn't want to think about it. After all, no girl didn't like to wear a wedding dress. She could wear it twice in a lifetime, and the same person stood beside her.

This matter was so finalized, Qi Xiaoyan went to the kitchen and cut an apple for her, and said: "Yes, my parents came on Friday, let's eat at home, let me do it."

Yang Wei picked up a small tooth apple and nodded: "Okay."

Before going to bed at night, Yang Wei took a shower in the bathroom while Qi smiled and quietly took out the mobile phone hidden under the pillow to play.It's been a long time since she's brushed a novel. When she saw Fang Chengran the day before yesterday, she remembered that the novels she chased didn't know where it was going.