The steps in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau were hot from the sun. I stood in the shadows wearing a white shirt, and the household registration book in my hand was soaked with sweat.
On the phone screen was a message from my best friend Su Ran: "Do you really want to get the certificate from your ex-boyfriend's brother? Are you crazy?"
I didn't reply because the silver Porsche was slowly driving over from across the road.
When the car window was lowered, the first thing that was revealed was not Lu Mingyuan's face, but Shen Yue's smiling face. She was wearing lipstick in the color of a man, and she took Lu Mingyuan's arm, hanging on him like a cat that had just eaten.
Lu Mingyuan also saw me. He was stunned for a moment, then opened the door and got out of the car. His suit was straight and his leather shoes were polished. He walked up to me and looked me up and down: "Hey, Jiang Wantang, what are you doing here? Could it be... Following me?"
He laughed, looked back at Shen Yue who was sitting in the car, and lowered his voice: "It's been two months since we broke up. You haven't come out yet, right?"
My heart sank a little. After two years of relationship, I got this face from him. But I didn't let my expression fade. Instead, I smiled and said, "I'll get the certificate."
Lu Mingyuan was stunned for half a second, and then laughed louder: "Get the certificate? With whom? You couldn't just find someone to fake a marriage, just to piss me off, right?"
Shen Yue also got out of the car, her high heels clicking loudly as she walked to Lu Mingyuan and said in a pitiful tone: "Sister Wantang, don't be like this. I know you feel uncomfortable, but marriage is not a trivial matter."
