Related thematic articles: Untitled Document Another June. This summer seems to have come especially early, it was already hot in May, and by June, it was as scorching as midsummer. Erxi was helping Weiwei carry a bamboo mat, huffing and puffing as they climbed the stairs, complaining all the way: "Isn't this a high-end residential area? How come the elevator is broken?" "High-end? It's just the price that's high." Weiwei was also exhausted; she was carrying more things than Erxi. She had two bags full of odds and ends in her hands and two pillow mats tucked under her arm. Xiaoling and Sisi were trailing behind them, slightly less burdened, each holding a set of tea ware, one carrying a large vase... All these things were what Weiwei had just bought at the supermarket... Originally, they were only going to have dinner together, but when Weiwei mentioned that she had received her wedding dress today, Xiaoling and the others insisted on coming to see it. Weiwei took the opportunity to make a trip to the supermarket, buying many things and essentially using them as porters...
Xiaoling asked listlessly, "How much longer until we arrive?" "Didn't you come here before?" "But I'm already dizzy from climbing." Weiwei wiped the sweat off her hand: "We're almost there, just two more floors." "Two more floors~~~" Sisi moaned. After struggling up two more flights, when Weiwei opened the door, Xiaoling and the others collapsed onto the sofa. Erxi, lying down in this position, looked around the room with her eyes and suddenly came up with an idea: "Weiwei, when I find a man, can you have your 'Big God' design one for my family?" "Me too, I like the style of your home." Xiaoling chimed in. She and Erxi had been here several times before, and every time they came, they would habitually praise it. Weiwei, while making tea, replied to them: "I also do designs, why don't you come to me?" "Tsk, everything you design is outdated." Weiwei was disheartened. It always happened like this; even though the plans were made together by her and Big God, everyone attributed the credit to Big God. Alas~~~ Under the blinding light of Big God, when will she ever have her day to shine?
Since Sisi had missed the previous two visits due to other engagements, today was her first time coming here. While they were talking, she had already started wandering around the house. This high-rise residence in Mingwei Garden was purchased last Mid-Autumn Festival when Weiwei and Xianai became engaged. To tell the truth, Weiwei never thought that parents had the obligation to buy houses for their children, but she wouldn't ungraciously refuse such a generous gift from her elders. However, if the elders themselves were still living in old dormitories allocated by the school, the situation would be different. When Weiwei received the house, she felt a slight sense of guilt. Big God earned money that his parents didn't take a single cent of, so Weiwei thought that Big God himself clearly had the means, so why did he need his parents to buy it? Although they only paid the down payment, it was still several hundred thousand yuan, which might be most of the savings for history and archaeology professors who didn't earn much. Moreover, they didn't necessarily need to buy a new house; the place where Xianai used to live was also nice.
After understanding her thoughts, Xianai explained helplessly: "They are used to living on campus because my grandfather used to live there. My father was my grandfather's student, and they met in that house."
Xianai laughed a bit: "And my parents aren't that poor either."
Later, when Professor Lin, Xianai's mother, learned about this matter, her fondness for Weiwei increased even more. Being able to perceive someone's intentions is one of the most beautiful things in the world. Professor Lin was in a very good mood, warning Mr. Xiao not to keep mentioning the shortage of archaeological funds in front of his future daughter-in-law, making her think their family had financial issues. At the same time, she rummaged through her own things, planning to give something away again. Not long before the wedding, Weiwei received a pair of jade bracelets said to be heirlooms in the family. Only then did Weiwei realize that what Big God said was true. Families like theirs, known for generations of scholars, may seem impoverished to outsiders, but chances are, any painting or calligraphy hanging on their walls could be priceless works by famous artists. But this pair of jade bracelets made Weiwei quite nervous. Gold has a price, but jade does not, especially white jade. Even though Big God's mother said it was of average quality, Weiwei was still terrified of damaging it and decided to only wear it once during the wedding.
After resting enough, Xiaoling urged Weiwei: "Hurry up and show us the wedding dress!" "Go to the bedroom and look; I can't carry it." Weiwei and Xianai's wedding was traditional Chinese, so naturally, the wedding attire was purely classical bridal wear. A dazzling silver gilt phoenix crown, an extravagantly carved gold-trimmed floor-length wide-sleeved robe, delicate embroidered shoes, all imitating Dream Journey II, filled six or seven large boxes. Sisi carefully held out the phoenix crown: "This crown is beautiful! I thought it was like a hat, which I don't like." "Hats are also beautiful," Weiwei said, "but they are heavy." Erxi played with the pearls on it: "How much did this cost?" Weiwei gave a number, and Erxi exclaimed: "Heavens, you actually put a bathroom on your head!" "..." Weiwei sighed dejectedly, "Can't you say it nicely?" She defended herself guiltily, "Big God said this won't depreciate, so it doesn't count as spending money..." Xiaoling also chimed in: "People have dozens of bathrooms worth on their hands, so Weiwei wearing one isn't bad." Erxi squatted by the bed, looking at the phoenix crown in Sisi's hands: "Even if it doesn't depreciate, it won't lay eggs, right? Is it worth it?" "If Weiwei could lay eggs, that'd be great!"
A round, smooth, white glowing egg popped into Weiwei's mind—suddenly the shell cracked open, and a chubby baby crawled out wearing the shell, its black eyes looking at her, opening its pink mouth... Before it could cry out, Weiwei quickly stopped her imagination, muttering "I give birth to live babies, I give birth to live babies" a hundred times...
"I like this dress," Xiaoling drooled over the embroidery on the wedding gown, "Why do we follow the West and wear white dresses? Our traditional phoenix crown and red sash are much prettier." "Yes," Erxi said, "When I was little, I envied the costumes in martial arts films and often wrapped myself in blankets pretending to be in ancient costume." "Weiwei, try it on and let us see the effect." "I don't know how to wear it..." Scornful looks immediately shot at her, Weiwei retorted, "Do you know how?" The three girls looked at the clothes and belts with N straps, exchanged glances, and Sisi quickly changed the topic, sighing, "Wow, I didn't expect you two to get married." Erxi agreed, "Exactly, why rush? Getting married after graduation, it's not like you're pregnant." Weiwei, teased by Yuguang and others so much, didn't care about Erxi's comments: "Afraid you'll leave and we won't receive red envelopes." Xiaoling found it incredible: "Weiwei, you agreed to marry so easily, why not delay him for two years?" Sisi joked, "How do you know it's Big God who's in a hurry? Maybe Weiwei is the one rushing?" Xiaoling understood: "That's right! Why don't we think the opposite way? Weiwei, did you propose?" Weiwei was speechless: "Of course not." Erxi enthusiastically pursued, "Then how did Big God propose? Were there flowers? A ring? Did he kneel?" "...Erxi, even TV dramas aren't that cliché anymore." "Tell us!" Erxi pushed her. "Uh, haven't I been interning at his company for these two years? And I've never received a salary. One day, I suddenly remembered this and asked him for it, and he said..." Weiwei looked embarrassed. Erxi and Sisi looked at her expectantly. "He said... no money, but one person." Erxi burst out laughing: "Your Big God is as cunning as ever."
Xiaoling and the others carefully examined and touched every piece of clothing, shoes, and accessories, nearly nine o'clock, it was getting late. Weiwei saw them to the bus stop. Before reaching the entrance of the neighborhood, a black car slowly pulled up beside them. The door opened, and a clear and handsome figure stepped out. "Senior Brother." Xiaoling and the others called out in unison. Xianai nodded toward them: "You've come." Under the streetlights, Xianai after two years seemed even clearer and more elegant. Over these two years, this already graduated senior brother had become increasingly legendary among the juniors. Although Xiaoling and the others spoke freely in front of Weiwei, they would unconsciously behave well in front of him. Sisi said, "We're leaving, we won't disturb Senior Brother anymore." Erxi couldn't hold back, mischievously smiling, "Senior Brother, let Weiwei stay with us tonight." Weiwei was flustered, glaring at her. If she wanted to stay, did she need permission?! Xianai glanced at Weiwei, saying with a smile, "Probably not tonight." He actually answered a completely negligible question seriously, making Weiwei glare at him unhappily. Xianai pretended not to see her protesting gaze, gracefully and considerately saying to Erxi and the others, "It's too late, I'll send you back." Since Xianai was sending her roommates back to school, Weiwei went home to tidy up the wedding dress on the bed. While tidying, she suddenly thought of something and paused her actions. Come to think of it, there was once, which could also be considered a proposal. That night on this bed, they hastily finished, and he held her quietly for a while, then suddenly asked her by her ear: "When will you let me graduate?" "Huh?" She didn't understand and asked back, "Graduate what?" He answered: "Haven't I already studied for two years in the automatic control department?" Having been with Xianai for so long, Weiwei's comprehension ability had reached superhuman levels, so she quickly analyzed and solved the problem. Automatic control department... self-control department... self-control... Thinking about it, Weiwei's face turned as red as the clothes in her hands. They had been living together since the start of this year, and it was hard to believe that they hadn't crossed the final line yet. Carefully putting the wedding dress back into the box, the corner of the outer garment had been dropped on the ground by Erxi, and it was a bit dirty, so Weiwei took it to the bathroom to clean that part. After washing, feeling a bit sticky, she conveniently took a shower in the bathroom. After finishing, she realized she had been lost in thought and hadn't taken any change of clothes. Although no one was home and the curtains were properly drawn, Weiwei didn't have the courage to run to the bedroom naked. With no choice, she draped the loose outer garment over her body. Though it was thin and transparent, it was better than nothing. Pulling open the bathroom door, Weiwei quickly walked towards the bedroom, but before reaching it, she heard the click of the door opening and froze. How did he return so fast? The person opening the door obviously hadn't expected such a scene upon entering, fingers pausing on the doorknob. Weiwei instinctively gathered the edges of her garment closer, mentally relieved that she hadn't come out completely undressed. Little did she know, with her damp hair cascading down her back and the thin outer garment clinging wetly to her body, exposing her delicate wrists and flowing sleeves, her long legs and slim waist partially visible, she was far more tempting than being completely naked. "Has the wedding dress arrived?" Xianai slowly closed the door. "Yeah, it arrived in the afternoon." Weiwei replied, feeling the need to explain why she was standing here dressed like this, "I, I just took a shower and forgot to bring clothes. This garment got dirty and was thrown in the bathroom..." "Dirty? Where?" "Uh, the hem, it's already..." Weiwei instinctively looked down at the hem without finishing her sentence when she was suddenly lifted into his arms. He had already come to her side, carrying her towards the bedroom. "Try it on for me." "I don't know how." "I'll teach you." The fingers gripping the edge of her garment were pried open, and the garment slid off her shoulders, revealing Ming Xiaoxi. She sat on his lap, separated only by a thin layer of clothing beneath her. Weiwei couldn't bear to look at him, burying her face in his neck. He really was teaching her, patiently dressing her piece by piece and explaining the method in detail. Innerwear, top, skirt, belt, outer garment... His warm fingers occasionally lightly touched her. Weiwei allowed him to arrange her, obediently raising her hands to move or stand as instructed. Finally, she was seated on his knees again, letting him grasp her ankle to put on the embroidered shoes. Once fully dressed in her wedding attire, sitting on him, her legs slightly dangling, her cheeks flushed like rosy clouds. He looked at her, suddenly tightly encircling her waist, lifting her up, and placing her on the bed. The wedding dress resembled fire, her black hair flowed like a waterfall, her skin was as smooth as jade. Weiwei watched him anxiously, his hands braced on either side of her head, pinning her hair, his deep dark eyes unmoving, and Weiwei gradually couldn't bear his gaze, involuntarily turning her head. In the next second, she was fiercely captured in a kiss. He pressed down, deeply kissing her, more unrestrained and wild than any time before, as if finally losing all restraint and discarding all caution. Weiwei was kissed breathless, following his rhythm completely. She felt the wedding dress being torn open, his bites on her neck, the pain of being handled roughly, and his kisses becoming more intense... The air grew hotter, her consciousness blurred, she moaned softly, and suddenly felt a cool sensation at her waist as her skirt was lifted. He suddenly stopped. But Weiwei didn't relax because of this pause. Before, it would stop here... Or, another method would be used, but, but... Weiwei looked at him, her vision already blurred. His shirt was already in disarray, revealing a strong chest, breathing heavily, his fiery eyes staring at her intently. Then, like in slow motion, he grabbed her hand and guided it to the belt at his waist. Weiwei had already understood from his movements, her heart suddenly losing control, her body tensed as if even her fingertips were trembling. "Weiwei, don't be nervous." While forcibly guiding her hand to move, he covered her lips again, enduring patiently, gently kissing her as if coaxing her. The kiss gradually moved downward, and he nibbled on her earlobe, hoarsely whispering in her ear: "Weiwei, I can't wait anymore." Although utterly exhausted, the next day Weiwei still woke up on time according to her biological clock. The sky was already bright, sunlight streaming through thick curtains. Lying amidst the disheveled wedding dress, she was tightly embraced from behind, his arm across her waist. She moved a little, and the person behind her immediately noticed she was awake, breathing closely against her. "Weiwei." His usually cool voice was tinged with low desire. She seemed to mumble something vaguely, gradually feeling gentle kisses on her neck and back... Waking up again, it was already close to noon. Feeling a damp sensation on her body, Weiwei opened her eyes to see him gently wiping away marks with a towel. Weiwei felt a bit embarrassed and tried to dodge, but moving revealed her sore waist, lacking the strength to even shift. Xianai leaned forward: "Do you want me to carry you to take a bath?" Weiwei shook her head. "Does it hurt?" Weiwei still shook her head, looking at him, raising her arm, and wrapping it around his neck. Now, she just wanted to lean on him. Regarding the unexpected event before marriage, Weiwei didn't regret it, but the aftermath made Weiwei quite troubled. One of the aftereffects was... Because... So... In short, after that night, the wedding dress simply... couldn't be looked at... Not only was it wrinkled, but there were many... marks. Besides, the wedding dress was made of expensive silk. Silk was extremely delicate, and Weiwei didn't know how to wash it, nor could she send it to be cleaned. In anger, she handed the matter over to the culprit. Thus, Xianai, amidst his busy schedule, had to take time to research the issue of washing silk. Another aftereffect was... Alas... Weiwei realized it was quite unwise to do 'that' a month before marriage. Either they should have done it earlier, so by the time of the wedding, it probably wouldn't have been so frequent, or they should have waited until after the marriage. During the busiest time, they still had to deal with the supposedly restrained demands of a certain person, which was quite energy-draining. In June, it was really busy. It seemed like everything converged at once. She was graduating, the wedding needed preparation, the latest data pack of Dream Journey II was about to launch, and Big God's company was moving offices. That evening, after receiving a phone call, Xianai took Weiwei out. "Where are we going?" "You'll see when we get there." Walking at a leisurely pace, they eventually reached the Ultimate Net Cafe. Standing in front of the closed doors of the net cafe, Weiwei watched Xianai take out keys to open the side door and turn on the switch. The lights brightly illuminated hundreds of neatly arranged quiet computers. "Tomorrow, these computers will all be useless." "Eh? Isn't Uncle stopping business?" Weiwei knew that this net cafe was something Xianai had long ago started with his uncle. Nowadays, with the widespread use of computers, business had long declined, but Uncle clung to the past and refused to cease operations. Interestingly, Big God first saw her here. Xianai nodded: "In the future, Zhiyi will move here. I've already bought the other half of the property." After a moment of surprise, Weiwei began to inspect the environment inside the net cafe, finding it satisfactory. "Hmm, having our own place is best." Xianai smiled, walking with her, discussing some arrangements, where to make the meeting room, where the office area... Stopping at a certain spot, he suddenly looked at a particular place and said, "The first time I saw you, you were sitting there." Weiwei followed his gaze and saw it was a seat opposite the stairs, a place she had long forgotten sitting at. "Hehe, actually, you fell in love with me at first sight." Weiwei teased him, "I've discovered now that you're actually a lecherous wolf." Xianai raised his eyebrows. "Do you have any objections?" "No, but I think it's insufficient." Xianai said slowly, "I should at least be considered a starving lecherous wolf." Someone had indeed been very hungry and wolf-like recently... Weiwei: "... You're not ashamed, you're proud!" Xianai said, "As a monogamous non-omnivorous lecherous wolf, it's more shameful not to be hungry." "... Let me check upstairs." Being teased turned into teasing, a human tragedy. Weiwei couldn't win, so she ran upstairs. Watching her figure disappear up the stairs, Xianai's lips curved into a faint smile. What was the feeling when he first saw her? Time had passed too long, it was somewhat unclear, but initially, even after getting married in the game, he hadn't entertained the idea of meeting her in real life. Just visiting the net cafe for some reason, catching a glimpse. Just noticing that this girl's gaming skills were extraordinarily dazzling, capturing his attention at first glance, prompting him to observe her for a few minutes as she systematically directed a guild battle, winning a perfect victory against overwhelming odds. Initially, he focused solely on the screen and her flying fingers until the end of the campaign, when his gaze shifted to her face. It was a pleasing profile, and somewhat familiar. Thanks to his excellent memory, he quickly retrieved her name from his mental database. Bei Weiwei. Someone whose appearance alone could stir up excitement among nearby boys. Later, it was another coincidence. He hadn't logged into Dream Journey Jianghu for a long time, but when he did this time, it was to find some Dream Journey materials, unexpectedly seeing her name frequently in the [World] channel. This time she was called Luwei Weiwei. The name was easy to remember, noted when watching her direct the guild battle. A very fresh name, but the person naming it was also lazy and didn't put much thought into it. She had been abandoned? And planned to elope? Rarely, Xianai also developed interest in watching a spectacle, arriving alone at the foot of the Zhuque Bridge, watching the red silhouette submerged by the crowd of onlookers. Would she really elope? Xianai observed calmly, but subconsciously felt that perhaps she should be wielding a large knife to cut down the faithless man. In the end, when she sat down to sell medicine, the players in the game were struck by thunder, and Xianai outside the computer couldn't help but laugh. Suddenly, an urge to protect arose. This impulse came from nowhere, definitely not part of his meticulous brain calculations, never felt for anyone else, but it was surprisingly strong. His little junior sister, how could she be dumped, how could she be left so destitute? Thus, the proposal. Thus, the grand wedding. There wasn't a hundred percent certainty she would accept, but when she readily said "yes," a hint of romance sprouted in his heart. "Let's put your office in this position." Weiwei spoke upstairs, waiting for a long time without hearing Xianai's reply, so she ran downstairs and saw him still standing in the same spot. "What are you doing?" "Thinking about the question you just asked." Xianai looked up at her. "Huh?" Had she asked a question just now? Xianai smiled faintly and said, "I was thinking, if I had known today, I would have fallen in love with you at first sight." If I had known one day I would love you so much. I would have fallen in love with you at first sight. This novel is truly earth-shattering, causing tears and sorrow. Those who read it shed tears, and those who hear about it feel heartbroken. The plot rises and falls dramatically, incredibly moving. 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