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It wasn’t until his palm was taken that the familiar softness and warmth gradually steadied his frantic, agitated heart.

She was still here.

His waist was embraced tightly, he heard very light, shallow sobs, and eventually let go of all his reservations, holding her tight in his embrace.

He buried his head in her neck, the corners of his eyes turned red as he kissed her neck softly.

There was a joy in regaining something lost, an ease from casting everything aside, and a guilt stabbing persistently at his heart.

“I was so afraid… you wouldn’t come,” she sobbed, her speech intermittent and broken.

Wen Yanqing’s eyes welled up with warmth, and in a hoarse voice, he said, “I’m sorry.”

Lin Gantang emerged from his arms, drying the tears on her face.

Not allowing for any more surprises, with the Civil Affairs Bureau just behind them, Lin Gantang clutched his hand as if afraid he would run off, and pulled him inside.

The call for their turn to be served reached his ears, and Wen Yanqing, belatedly realizing, tensed up. He found himself actually nervous.

Lin Gantang filled out the information, completing the section meant for the groom as well, and when it came to the signature, she grabbed his hand and pressed it firmly onto the signature line without allowing him to refuse.

“Sign here,” Lin Gantang reminded him.

As he wrote his name, Lin Gantang’s eyes brightened, and she took the completed form into her own hands.

She hadn’t found an opportunity to prepare the photos in advance, so they took them on the spot, pulling Wen Yanqing, with their documents in hand, towards the service window of the reception staff.

The staff reviewing the documents was a middle-aged auntie; she glanced at the two of them without much attention, picked up the documents and identification Lin Gantang had handed over, and checked the materials.

There was of course nothing wrong with the information provided by the two, and the staff member handed them a form to sign and press their fingerprints.

Lin Gantang picked up Wen Yanqing’s hand and shoved the pen into it: “Here, sign.”

The staff member looked up and, noticing something amiss with Wen Yanqing’s eyes, grabbed his wrist to stop his movement: “Young man, are you unable to see?”

Wen Yanqing nodded.

“Do you know what it is you’re signing?” the auntie asked skeptically, her eyes falling on Lin Gantang.

Lin Gantang slowly typed out a question mark.

It’s surprising, you look at me as if I’m deceiving someone into marriage.

Though, bringing my boyfriend here is… sort of deceptive indeed.

“I know, I am undergoing marriage registration with my girlfriend, to receive our marriage certificate,” Wen Yanqing answered.

Lin Gantang said earnestly, “Auntie, rest assured, I’m a good citizen, I don’t engage in cheating or deception.” Just please let go, I’m afraid my boyfriend will overthink it and have time to change his mind.

Seeing that Wen Yanqing’s thoughts were clear and that he knew what he was signing, the staff member released his hand.

Wen Yanqing quickly signed his name and had his fingerprint taken with red ink, guided by Lin Gantang.

When it was Lin Gantang’s turn, the auntie watched her take the pen; her clean, pretty fingers were truly beautiful, as was her stunning appearance—the more she looked, the more charming she found her, but her eyes were a bit red, swollen even.

The auntie felt something wrong again, such a pretty girl, why would she marry a disabled person? And why with tears?

The girl was neatly and beautifully dressed; if she wasn’t mistaken, that was designer clothing, right? And that gemstone necklace was so subtly lustrous that it clearly wasn’t fake. Then, looking at the young man beside her, he had nothing of note, wearing what looked like baggy and cheap homewear.

The auntie once again held Lin Gantang’s hand: “Young lady, some people nowadays rely on their good looks to deceive others. Has he ever asked you for money during your relationship?”

Lin Gantang: ??

Why do I have so many question marks today?