February 13th is the end of the second month

  February 13th is the deadline

  Date: Lin Jing

  Lin Jing woke up very early this day, although getting up early had always been his habit, but he knew that today would be different from the past and even any future days, because the girl who had promised to marry him when they grew up was finally going to become his wife on this day.

  To be strict, more than half a year ago, Lin Jing and Zheng Wei were already husband and wife in the eyes of the law. However, deep down, Lin Jing was still a traditional Chinese man. In his mind, only after this ceremony would she truly become the other half of his life, and his life would finally be complete.

  The wedding was held in G City, and neither of them is a native of this place. Most of the guests invited to dinner were colleagues and friends from both sides, and some close relatives and friends from Nanchang also came over specially. According to Lin Jing's intention, when they both have time, they will go back to Nanchang to invite relatives and friends who did not attend the wedding here to have a meal together, which is also a way to fulfill their obligations on both sides.

  Many people told them that according to the old custom, on the eve of the wedding, the groom and bride were not allowed to see each other. Lin Jing thought this was unreasonable, but they had a lifetime to be together, so what's the difference in being apart for one night? So from the day before yesterday, Zheng Wei had already moved into the hotel where the wedding banquet would take place with her parents. Not having seen Zheng Wei for almost two days, thinking of her wearing a white veil, Lin Jing, who was usually calm and composed, felt that time was really passing too slowly.

  Since half past eight this morning, his mobile phone has not been quiet. Some people called to congratulate him sincerely, but more were taking the opportunity to curry favor with him. Anyway, you sing and I come on stage. Even Lin Jing, who is in a great mood today, can't help feeling annoyed.

  Best man Han Shu is Lin Jingdi's former colleague, who was transferred to another district people's procuratorate two years ago when they were exchanged and promoted. He is also a rising star in the public security and justice system. Seeing that Lin Jing was disturbed by phone calls, he turned off the phone for fear of being impolite, so he took over the new groomsman's mobile phone, and all the phone calls were answered and sent by him on behalf of Lin Jing, only then did Lin Jing have a clear mind.

  On the way to pick up the bride at the hotel, Han Shucai returned his mobile phone to Lin Jing. Lin Jing casually flipped through the short messages that filled her inbox. She saw a somewhat unfamiliar phone number, and the message from that number only had two sentences -

  "Congratulations on getting what you wanted."

  He stared at the few words for several seconds, then smiled and deleted all call records of this number from his phone. When he looked up, the hotel's parking lot was already in front of him.

  Lin Jing had attended many weddings and heard about the "hardships" that grooms had to endure before taking their beautiful brides home, at the time she just thought it was funny, but when it was her turn to be the protagonist, she realized it was like being an ant on a hot pot.

  Across the thin door of the hotel room, he could already hear Zheng Wei's giggles and didn't know how many red envelopes had been stuffed in. But that door just wouldn't budge no matter how hard he tried to open it. What really gave him a headache was her bridesmaid, Zhu Xiaobei, who was truly impenetrable. Neither soft nor hard tactics worked on her. Together with the bride, they did everything possible to cause trouble, even making Lin, the prosecutor known for his calmness in critical situations, sweat profusely. The best man's heart felt a pang of worry as he was about to enter the marriage hall. "What kind of female doctor is this? She's just like a female thug."

  Lin Jing didn't know how many good words he had said, how much determination he had expressed, and even cried and laughed to respond to the "judge" inside the door, telling a joke with a hint of color, successfully making the bride laugh. Only then did the door finally open. When Zheng Wei stood on the other side of the door, smiling at him with her teeth showing, Lin Jing knew that for this moment, all the process was worth it, even the gloom of his mother's severe slap on his face a few days ago had dissipated with her smile.

  Things in the world can't be perfect, in our lifetime, we gain something and lose something at the same time. The difference between good fortune and bad fortune lies in which one outweighs the other. If that's the case, then the moment he held Zheng Wei's hands, Lin Jing thought that heaven was still taking care of him after all.

  Date: Chen Xiao Zheng

  When he was still that proud and penniless young man, he had fantasized about this moment countless times in his dreams. The ivory-colored satin dress complemented her pale and delicate skin, and the knee-length style made her doll-like face look lively; on her left earlobe, there was a small mole, she once said, "Ah Zheng, if one day we get separated, when we meet again and I'm old with white hair, remember this mole, you'll always be able to recognize me." Now, their faces unchanged, he stood a meter away, only seeing the pearl earrings swaying on her face. Her hands were still as beautiful as ever, he had dreamed of holding them tightly one day, standing on the red carpet, smiling in front of the congratulatory crowd...

  That's right, he knew that all of this could only exist in his dreams. Even Chen Xiao Zheng, who once had Zheng Wei, didn't dare to wish for the reality of this scene when he was awake, because it was too beautiful, and he didn't dare reach out his hand, fearing that he wouldn't be able to grasp it tightly.

  Not even he himself believes he can have it, so he is destined to never get it.

  She and her husband stood shoulder to shoulder, he on the left and she on the right, a perfect couple.

  He told himself, Chen Xiao Zheng, you can choose not to come, but since you're here, you should know what to do. So he raised the corner of his mouth and walked up to them, saying congratulations in a way that was beyond reproach.

  Zheng Wei still held a delicate lighter in his hand, took over the red envelope and placed it on the bridesmaid's tray, smiling at him and saying, "Thank you, let me light a cigarette for you."

  He never smoked, she knew it better than anyone else, but he still picked one up from the tray, awkwardly holding it in his mouth, slightly bowing along with her gesture, the old windproof lighter Zipo, which failed to light up several times in her hand, he didn't know whether it was trembling because of her or himself.

  For a moment, Chen Xiao thought that time could stand still forever like this. However, the next moment, another hand gently covered Zheng Wei's hand, with slender fingers, stable and powerful. With the help of this hand, everything returned to normal. The spark ignited. The last bit of light in Chen Xiao's heart was extinguished. Chen Xiao almost forgot that the man beside her had a pair of hands more powerful than his. These hands could gently caress the back of his beloved woman's hand, but also turn over clouds and cover with rain.

  He smiled and nodded at the newly appointed head of the city's procuratorate. "Prosecutor Lin, I wish you and your wife a long and happy life together."

  The other party also smiled back at him, "Thank you, Deputy Manager Chen should be getting good news soon."

  The man's tone was always gentle and reserved. Chen Xiao Zheng would never forget the time when she saw this man walking down the stairs of her house with a cat in his arms, smiling and saying: "I heard that Assistant Chen's appointment is about to be announced, General Manager Ouyang of your company has high hopes for you, you are a smart person, at this time, who will stand in the wind and dew?" At that time, Chen Xiao Zheng knew that she had already lost her bargaining chip.

  Perhaps he lingered too long. The guests waiting behind him to congratulate the newlyweds were already showing impatience, and once again he looked at the lovely bride, those years. In those years they almost thought each other was their entire world, but now. What's the difference between him and those blurry-faced guests holding red envelopes?

  "Please, guest, take a seat first." The attendant, Zhu Xiaobei, said to him. He bowed and walked past them, leaving the flash of disdain in Zhu Xiaobei's eyes behind him.

  He only had a cup of plain water, which he thought was enough, but it just so happened that he tasted the sweetness he had never hoped for, and only then did he realize the blandness that followed. For the rest of his life, he may not be able to find that kind of flavor again, no matter what, water is still water, and he has already lost his sense of taste.

  Date: Zheng Wei

  In the night club suite of the hotel where the wedding banquet was held, more than half of the guests had left. Lin Jing said that he didn't want to face the mess after the people who came to disturb the newlyweds on their wedding night had left, so he booked two large suites in the hotel, and guests who were not satisfied could come and drink and make trouble as they pleased.

  The noise and excitement lasted for a whole evening, and as the night wore on, only good friends were left.

  After getting drunk, Zhu Xiaobei suddenly opened another can of beer and held it up in the air, muttering: "To Ruan Ruan." The people around her had not spoken for a long time. Old Zhang was the first to echo, raising his glass and saying the same sentence. Everyone drank almost at the same time, and no one could hear who was choking back tears.

  Only Zheng Wei cried unscrupulously, and Lin Jing's persuasion was ineffective.

  Ruan Ruan, I'm married now and I'm very happy. If you're still with us in heaven, wouldn't you be overjoyed to tears like me?

  Li Weijuan frowned and said, "The bride shouldn't cry on her good day." Zheng Wei didn't care, this was already the second time she had shed tears today. The first time was when the wedding banquet had just begun, she received a call from Sun Auntie - or rather, her mother-in-law. At that moment, she heard the familiar voice on the other end of the phone, but couldn't bring herself to say "Mom".

  Zheng Wei still remembers last week when she followed Lin Jing back to Nanchang. Lin Jing first took her to meet his parents, and then brought her to his own home. Zheng Wei did not expect to pass the test of meeting his mother so smoothly, but Aunt Sun's completely ignoring expression towards her made her very sad. In the past, Auntie was so fond of her, and when she was at Lin's house, the table was full of dishes she loved to eat.

  What Lin Jing wanted to say had already been said, Aunt Sun remained silent throughout, and finally Lin Jing followed her mother into the kitchen. Zheng Wei didn't know what the mother and son said afterwards, anyway, in just a few minutes, Lin Jing walked out expressionlessly, pulled her hand and headed towards the door.

  She asked what had happened, Lin Jing said nothing had happened, but the clear finger marks on his face couldn't fool anyone. Before she even asked if he was in pain, he comforted her instead, telling her not to worry, that there was no problem that couldn't be solved.

  Sun Aunt indeed did not appear at the wedding in G City, Zheng Wei decided to marry Lin Jing, no one can change it, but what a pity if she couldn't get her mother's blessing.

  That unexpected phone call only had a few words, Aunt Sun said, "There are many people toasting tonight, don't let Lin Jing get drunk, and you too, you were always so reckless when you were young, now that you're married, you should behave yourself."

  Zheng Wei nodded while wiping away tears, the words were not pleasant to hear, but the old man valued his reputation, her mother was willing to go this far, it was already the greatest concession, she was very satisfied.

  "Look at your makeup, it's all smudged!" Li Wei Juan was still chattering away, Zheng Wei cried and laughed, since she had already lost her image, she might as well let loose. She stood on one foot on the soft couch, loudly calling out to the people around her to raise their glasses. Old Zhang and Cheng Zhen had been causing trouble all night, using every trick in the book to tease the two newbies who couldn't fight back. Zhou Ziying was pulling Lin Jing to sit in the corner, patting his shoulder and whispering nonstop, clearly taking advantage of the situation to build relationships. She insisted on getting everyone drunk, no one could leave until they were intoxicated. Sun Auntie reminded Zheng Wei not to let Lin Jing get drunk, but Lin Jing didn't get drunk, while she herself got tipsy and stumbled around. When it was time to disperse, He Luying suddenly remembered something and secretly handed a tightly wrapped box to Zheng Wei, mumbling: "This is from that person, he asked me to give it to you before the toast started, but he left early."

  Zheng Wei was taken aback, and her originally limp hands, in a moment of carelessness, dropped the box to the ground, where it landed with a loud crack on the marble floor. She squatted down, recklessly tearing off the tape on the box, opening the lid, revealing a model that had been smashed into pieces, vaguely resembling a small house.

  She remained in the posture of opening the box, motionless for a long time. Lin Jing gently pulled her and said, "It's okay, if you like it, you can still find someone to restore it."

  Zheng Wei carefully covered the box and stood up shakily along Lin Jing's supporting force, "No need to, maybe it was already broken before I fell." She leaned in close to Lin Jing, mischievously smiling at him.

  "What else?" Lin Jing intentionally furrowed her brow.

  Zheng Wei leaned against him, just like Miao Bao when he was being spoiled.

  "When are you going to return that book of mine which is locked in the second drawer at the bedside?"

  Lin Jing hadn't even had time to respond when suddenly a passionate and surging voice and the cheers of the crowd burst forth from the lively great hall.

  It was already past twelve o'clock, and the most lingering day of the year had arrived.

  As the song says, joy comes from coincidence, why must tears be persistent.

  It ends here today.