The Whole World Wants Me To Get Divorced chapter 46
Mirage
Rong Xiao rarely took the initiative to bring up marriage, and this was the first time Wen Yan heard such a straightforward mention of the word marriage from his mouth.
In his heart, it was as if millions of fireworks had exploded in an instant, making his ears buzz.
However, besides being happy, he was a bit confused. He wondered if the old monster had taken some magical medicine today and suddenly become enlightened.
“W-What did you just say?” Wen Yan was a bit stuttery, grabbing Rong Xiao’s sleeve. “Say it again, I didn’t hear clearly.”
He had heard it clearly, but he just wanted to hear it again.
However, Rong Xiao didn’t comply.
“If you didn’t hear, forget it. It’s a one-time offer.”
This made Wen Yan stomp his feet in frustration.
But spoken words were like spilled water, and there was no turning back, especially with someone as decisive as Rong Xiao. Wen Yan wasn’t afraid that he would back out of the marriage.
Completely not sleepy, Wen Yan tossed and turned in bed, contemplating his marital affairs. Although the winter was lively, it wasn’t suitable for a wedding. Summer would be better, but it was a bit far away, and he couldn’t wait.
Before meeting Rong Xiao, he had never thought of marrying so early, even considering himself possibly leaning toward a bachelor lifestyle. However, after meeting Rong Xiao, all his previous thoughts became irrelevant, and he was eager to enter the tomb of love.
Wen Yan moved around in bed like a pancake. Rong Xiao couldn’t sleep well either and raised his hand to stop him.
He knew why Wen Yan was excited, so he naturally knew how to handle him. Gently patting Wen Yan, he said, “Sleep, or I won’t marry you.”
But Wen Yan wasn’t afraid of him. He had long figured out that Rong Xiao was a paper tiger. Not only was he unafraid, but he also wanted to squeeze into Rong Xiao’s arms and discuss what flowers to use at the wedding and whether the suits should be Chinese or Western.
Rong Xiao was annoyed by his constant chatter, regretting his hasty words from earlier.
The next morning, on the first day of the new year.
As usual, Chinese people would visit friends and family on this day, and Wen Yan, being a human, was no exception. However, he didn’t ask Rong Xiao to accompany him.
The old monster was not accustomed to dealing with humans and disliked crowds. So, considerately, Wen Yan asked him to stay at home, saying he would be back in the evening.
Spending the morning visiting several elders as a regular person, Wen Yan, in the afternoon, rode with his parents to their ancestral home.
Although they weren’t closely related by blood to the ancestral home, over the years, they had relied on the family to suppress spiritual energy, so their emotional connection was still good, and they gathered every year.
The ancestral home remained the same over the years, an ancient and elegant courtyard, exuding the atmosphere of a family of cultivators.
When they arrived at the ancestral home, Wen Yan separated from his parents and sat at the younger generation’s table. The ages of the younger generation varied, and the one he had the best relationship with was a cousin named Wen Xiuzhu.
Wen Xiuzhu was alone at the banquet last year, but this year, he came with someone. Sitting beside him was a beautifully carved, gentle and shy beauty who seemed especially obedient and lovable.
Wen Yan looked curiously at this handsome young man.
It wasn’t his “fangirl” instincts acting up this time. Instead, the love story between his cousin and this beauty was widely known in the family.
This young man named Tao Mo was not a human but a peach blossom demon. Due to a series of coincidences during their childhood, he and Wen Xiuzhu formed a bond. When Wen Xiuzhu grew up, this peach blossom demon unknowingly offered himself, becoming Wen Xiuzhu’s partner.
While the cultivator family didn’t oppose marriages between humans and demons, Wen Xiuzhu’s parents opposed it vehemently. The whole family, including Wen Yan, knew that Wen Xiuzhu fell in love with a male demon. In the end, amidst chaos, Wen Xiuzhu established his own household.
Fortunately, after some struggles, Wen Xiuzhu’s parents finally agreed recently. Now, Wen Xiuzhu attended all events with his new partner, including family banquets.
Watching them being affectionate, emitting a sour lovey-dovey smell, Wen Yan felt no ripples in his heart. He, too, was a man about to enter into marriage, understanding the uncontrollable excitement of others.
But while he was peeling sunflower seeds, he overheard Wen Xiuzhu discussing with Tao Mo where to take their wedding photos. He suddenly became interested, moved his chair closer to his cousin, and insisted on joining.
“Take me with you, I want to see too.”
Wen Xiuzhu glanced at him. “You don’t even have a boyfriend.”
Wen Yan disdainfully looked at his cousin. “Who said I don’t have a boyfriend? Not only do I have one, but he’s also very handsome.”
Wen Xiuzhu was surprised. He hadn’t expected his younger cousin to silently get into a relationship.
Because of Rong Xiao’s special identity, only the patriarch and a few elders in the family knew about his engagement. Therefore, Wen Xiuzhu naturally assumed that Wen Yan’s boyfriend must be human and didn’t inquire further.
But he regretfully said, “You really have a partner? Too bad. Today, I was planning to introduce someone to you. Remember that kid from the Xin family? The good-looking and handsome one. He saw you last year and fell in love. After a year abroad, he didn’t forget and came back, hoping I could help him out.”
Wen Yan had long forgotten who the “Xin family kid” was. Many people liked him, but it didn’t matter.
He waved his hand. “Tell him not to bother. I have a partner, and my partner is particularly jealous. Let’s keep our distance.”
He exuded the aura of a married man.
After the banquet, Wen Yan returned with a bunch of business cards from the recommended photographers and wedding companies.
In the evening, Rong Xiao was busy with something on the side. Wen Yan sat on the sofa alone, took an iPad, and browsed through pre-wedding photos and wedding scenes. All of them were themed around two gentlemen. However, no matter how he looked at it, he wasn’t satisfied. The models in these pictures were far less attractive than him and Rong Xiao.
As he looked at them, he somehow remembered the unconventional proposal between him and Rong Xiao.
In the guest room at Shadow Mountain, he had a messy bird’s nest on his head, wore pajamas, and even the diamond ring was wholesale. It lacked grace when said out loud.
Wen Yan couldn’t help but sigh.
In this aspect, Rong Xiao rarely met the standard. He was like an old-fashioned monster, completely ignorant of romance. To make one’s lover happy, one should look at someone young and energetic like him.
He had already planned it. The wedding with Rong Xiao would take place in April, with pleasant weather and a gentle breeze, perfect for the honeymoon.
With two months until the end of April, it was just right for a formal proposal.
He didn’t want Rong Xiao to bother with the arrangements. He would surprise Rong Xiao himself, filling the occasion with a proposal, allowing the old monster to experience how humans express love.
Rubbing his chin, Wen Yan felt like an extraordinary boyfriend. Marrying Rong Xiao was truly a result of accumulated virtue from past lives.
Lost in thought, he didn’t notice that Rong Xiao had finished his business and was silently watching him.
Rong Xiao, with his excellent demonic vision, could clearly see what was on Wen Yan’s iPad. He knew that Wen Yan was referencing other wedding setups and joyfully preparing for their own ceremony.
Rong Xiao closed his eyes.
He had thought about what their wedding would be like. With his long life and abundant resources, he could have selected jewelry and attire for Wen Yan. As long as Wen Yan was willing, he could present everything to him and create the most luxurious and romantic wedding.
However, he was just sitting here, silently watching Wen Yan’s face filled with joy, observing his smiling lips and the small dimples on his cheeks.
His heart ached as he looked at it.
After Wen Yan and Rong Xiao stayed at his home for a few days, they moved back. The Wen family, being a prestigious one, was always too lively during the New Year, with people coming and going. Even Wen Yan himself found it overwhelming.
When he returned, instead of spending time alone with Rong Xiao, he went out early and returned late, meeting with Li Zheng and Jin Yueze.
He wasn’t socializing; he was busy arranging his proposal, dragging Li Zheng and Jin Yueze along to help, personally supervising every detail.
On a freezing day, he chose a semi-open venue. Li Zheng and Jin Yueze accompanied him, enduring the cold while the windbreaker rustled in the chilly wind.
“You always make trouble for both of us. You’re not even proposing to me,” Li Zheng complained while sipping hot milk tea. “Why should we suffer while you and Mr. Rong enjoy the bliss?”
Wen Yan, busy comparing candle colors, didn’t hear what Li Zheng said.
Jin Yueze, who wasn’t afraid of the cold due to his ghost lineage, found human behavior utterly confusing.
“Both of you are getting married. Why bother with a proposal ceremony?” Jin Yueze also sipped iced milk tea. “It’s unnecessary.”
Wen Yan, this time hearing it, compared candle colors while giving them a lecture, “They say you two single dogs don’t understand romance. My Rong Xiao is so good-looking; of course, we need a romantic proposal to match. Otherwise, decades later, when we reminisce, our proposal scene will be me in pajamas, unwashed, and that wouldn’t be right, would it?”
Jin Yueze and Li Zheng thought it sounded appropriate, simple yet full of life.
However, seeing Wen Yan’s enthusiasm, they wisely chose to stay silent and help their friend set up the venue.
Wen Yan, full of anticipation for the day he proposed to Rong Xiao, wondered what his reaction would be. He had already decided to propose on his birthday, even going so far as to ask his mother for a generational jade ring for the occasion.
When Rong Xiao asked about his desired coming-of-age and birthday gifts, Wen Yan waved his hand, indicating, “I have my birthday planned. Just attend on that day.”
Rong Xiao nodded, not insisting or asking further questions. He knew what Wen Yan was preparing.
Wen Yan believed he was being discreet, but everything was exposed to Rong Xiao.
Seeing Wen Yan leave early again that day, Rong Xiao, in the courtyard, watched his figure disappear and couldn’t help but smile.
He said to Yu Bu Wen, “Do you know what Wen Yan is doing?”
Yu Bu Wen genuinely didn’t know.
“He is arranging a proposal for me,” Rong Xiao continued slowly, sipping tea. His lips, without a trace of blood, gained a bit of color. “In all my thousands of years, this is the first time someone has formally arranged something for me. Isn’t it interesting?”
Despite his notorious reputation and cruelty, there was still an innocent young man like Wen Yan who wholeheartedly wanted to marry him.
Rong Xiao seemed to be talking to Yu Bu Wen, yet he seemed to be talking to himself, expressing a rare sense of confusion, “Is it that in this life, I have accumulated too much blood debt, and that’s why the heavens cannot accept me? They deliberately made me fall in love with a human and then destined that I cannot stay with him.”
He had never told Wen Yan anything about his injuries. He quietly went to the medical center to test medicines and silently endured the results.
The outcome was that all the rare medicines could only temporarily delay the deterioration of his injuries, failing to keep up with the speed of his worsening condition.
Just a few days ago, the doctor helplessly informed him that he had less than ten years of life, or maybe even just two or three years.
This news shocked him, leaving him helpless.
So, all the promises he made to Wen Yan were false.
The wedding date was fake, and so was the wedding ceremony.
Returning home every year for the Spring Festival was also fake.
Wen Yan, joyfully preparing for the proposal, didn’t realize that everything he promised was just a mirage.
Rong Xiao thought and smiled, unsure whether he was laughing at Wen Yan’s foolishness or at his own fate.
Meanwhile, in a mansion in the suburbs, Wen Yan was bending down, gently sniffing a Charlotte Lady, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.
He felt that this flower was a perfect match for Rong Xiao.