Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1168: Got the Marriage Certificate—Now Officially Husband and Wife in Name
Wen Xiao’ai picked up the card that had fallen onto her lap and looked at it.
"Why is there a photo of me and my name on it?"
"This is an ID card, yours." He held her, looking at the ID card in Wen Xiao’ai’s hand, a smile on his lips.
"ID card?"
"Yes, it’s an identification document. We humans use this to prove our identity. With this, you are just like us."
"Really like you?" Wen Xiao’ai looked up at him, obviously doubtful.
"Yeah, if I say you’re the same, you are."
Wen Xiao’ai looked at him, feeling both bitter and sour inside, tears welling up but held back.
She lowered her eyes again to look at the ID card in her hand, her finger tracing the likeness of herself on it.
She looked truly happy there.
Wen Xiao’ai stared at her ID card, studying it for a long, long time, reluctant to put it away.
Jun Moyan also watched along with her for a long, long time...
Wen Xiao’ai sniffed, temporarily setting the ID card aside, then picked up a small notebook on her lap and opened it.
On the first page, there were three characters she recognized, they were the only ones she could write.
"What about this, what is this? Your name is on it too."
"Household registration booklet."
Jun Moyan said, pulling out another booklet from under his household registration booklet, opening it for Wen Xiao’ai to see.
"This is yours."
Wen Xiao’ai picked it up and looked, indeed seeing her name on it.
"What is it used for? Is it also an ID?"
"Yes, but it has another use."
"What?"
"You can use this to get a marriage certificate at the Civil Affairs Bureau."
"Marriage certificate?" Wen Xiao’ai looked at Jun Moyan, blinking, showing she didn’t understand.
"In our Human Realm, getting married not only requires a wedding ceremony but also obtaining a marriage certificate at the Civil Affairs Bureau. Only then, in name, are you truly a married couple." He took the two household registration booklets from Wen Xiao’ai’s hand, opening them side by side, a look of longing and expectation in his eyes.
"...Truly married?"
Wen Xiao’ai looked at him, murmuring.
His bright eyes and the smile at the corner of his mouth pierced her heart.
She pressed her lips tightly together, unconsciously clenching her fists.
"Jun Moyan..."
Her voice trembled uncontrollably, Wen Xiao’ai’s heart ached fiercely.
"Hm?"
He responded, lifting his gaze from the two household registration booklets to look at her.
Seeing Wen Xiao’ai’s uncomfortable expression, the smile at the corner of his mouth slowly faded.
"What’s wrong?"
Wen Xiao’ai pouted but didn’t speak, looking at him, she suddenly reached out and hugged his neck, her face buried in his neck.
Jun Moyan smiled and then hugged her back.
Out of habit, he sniffed her neck, the familiar milky scent mixed with a medicinal smell he disliked.
He knew that something must have happened.
But if she didn’t say anything, he didn’t dare to ask.
Afraid that if she said it, he wouldn’t be able to help at all.
This feeling of helplessness made him hate his own uselessness.
Jun Moyan gradually tightened his arms, feeling as if a huge stone was pressing on his heart, making it hard to breathe.
He was afraid, from the moment he picked up Wen Xiao’ai’s phone and heard her crying, he had been afraid.
Even though Wen Xiao’ai was in his arms right now, the fear in his heart hadn’t lessened at all.
Never had he felt such a strong sense of unease.
"Xiaoguai..."
He couldn’t help but call her name, bowing his head to softly kiss her neck.
His neck got warm, and Jun Moyan frowned, holding her even tighter.
"Why are you crying more and more? Becoming such a crybaby."
His forced light-hearted joking tone made Wen Xiao’ai all the more unable to hold back her tears.
