The computer in the study was Wang Dequan’s, but he didn’t seem to care about privacy so he let me use it as I pleased.
I finished watching an episode of an American TV show and closed the browser. On the desktop, I suddenly saw a file called “Study materials for Dr. Wang?”
… Huh, I had a hunch that I probably knew what strange things he was watching.
I opened it, and there was a row of txt.
“Hey, hey, Dr. Wang.”
Wang Dequan, who was immersed in the banquet name list, looked up unsurely.
“Can you explain what this is?” I asked, “What is Daddy, Please Love Me Gently about?”
Hearing what I said, his face revealed a subtle and complicated expression. If I had to describe it, his face transformed from disbelief, to shock, to embarrassment, then to guilt within one second.
“That’s…” He coughed, “There’s a girl in the administration department, well, normally we’re pretty close, so she shared it with me.”
“That one wasn’t the worst of it.” I scrolled down with the mouse. “There’s also Fuck the President and Cry; The Emperor’s Lustful Harem; The Evil Dragon, the Tentacles, and the Prince; Taming the Beauty; My Experience as a GV Actor for 100 Days… Fuck, did you really watch all of these?”
Wang Dequan tried to show that he wasn’t that embarrassed by covering up his embarrassment, nearly about to run away.
I couldn’t bear it, so I supported my sprained back as I got up and went over to hug him.
“I mean, you still haven’t studied enough. Next time I’ll find some for you, and we’ll watch it together.”
We still ended up having our wedding on Children’s Day.
It wasn’t a big or extravagant event anyway, and we didn’t even need to rent a venue. We just booked a large room at Qianju Restaurant with two tables for relatives and friends. Both of us had come out of the closet early, so we were already well aware of who by our sides avoided us and who sincerely accepted us.
The MC’s friend, who was a DJ anchor, played as a guest free of charge. The rings were the pair I had bought before, and the most luxurious thing was only that we had custom-made suits. After we had a simple wedding procession on stage, everyone ate, drank, and enjoyed themselves. Then, it was over.
Although that was it, both our parents quietly wiped away tears.
After everything was over, I hadn’t yet come back to my senses after being so moved by what was called “parental love is universal and knows no bounds”. Mr. Wang and my dad cheerfully went to fish together, and Auntie Chu took my mom to go do their hair, still in their high heels.
I stood at the entrance of the restaurant in a daze, holding the remaining party poppers. I didn’t know where to go or what to do next.
Wang Dequan leaned over from behind and rested his chin on my shoulder. With a serious voice, he said, “Whose baby is this? How pitiful that no one wants you, how about coming home with me?”
I pulled a party popper and smiled as I turned around to hug him. “Yours, yours, yours. I’m all yours from now on.”
Countless little red hearts fluttered down around us and were carried away by the wind.
I didn’t think I would ever forget this moment.
… Because Wang Dequan profoundly taught me the importance of observing public morality at all times and escorted me over to spend twenty minutes picking up all the heart-shaped confetti.