Are you willing to get married with me tomorrow?

  This is her only requirement for blind dating, to find a man who can get married in the shortest time possible. She doesn't care about appearance, work or family, all she wants is marriage.

  She doesn't believe in love, and actually, if she could help it, she wouldn't want to get married at all. When she was ten years old, she witnessed her mother take a kitchen knife and stab her father to death, then kill herself right in front of her. The two people fell down before her eyes, and from that moment on, she simply didn't believe in love anymore.

  She got married because of her grandmother, who made it clear how much she hoped to see her get married and have children. Her grandmother was the only family member she had in this world, so anything that could make her happy, no matter how unwilling she was herself, she would do. So she chose blind dating, asking every man she dated if he could accept marrying her as soon as possible.

  What she wants is the result of marriage, and the process of falling in love has never been what she wanted.

  Cheng Yue stared at her for a while before speaking: "Your request is indeed very special."

  Mei Jia pulled the corner of her mouth, picked up the coffee and took another sip, waiting for the next sentence to start, guessing whether it was accepted or rejected. In fact, she thought that normal people should refuse.

  "After a long silence, the man finally spoke up and said: 'I've been divorced, but I don't have any children. Also, I'm a soldier, so it's impossible for me to spend too much time with you.'"

  Upon hearing this, Mi Jia looked up at him. This answer was somewhat unexpected; she had met several men before, including divorced ones, but never a soldier.

  Mi Jia looked at him and asked somewhat tentatively: "So what do you mean?"

  The man handed over the tea in front of him and took a sip, saying: "If you don't mind that I've been divorced and don't have much time to accompany you, I don't mind going with you to get married immediately. However, tomorrow is unlikely, because I need to return to the army to report my marriage, and also need military marriage political review, these procedures will take about a month."

  Meijia looked into his eyes, making sure he was as serious as she was, and asked: "What was the reason for your divorce from your ex-wife? Was it domestic violence?" Although she had a casual attitude towards marriage, she didn't want to find someone with a violent tendency as her husband, let alone a soldier. If things got physical, she would only get beaten.

  "I'm not violent," the man said. "My ex-wife divorced me because I didn't have enough time to spend with her."

  Mei Jia nodded, seemingly better than she had expected. Not having time to spend with her was exactly what she wanted. "As long as there's no violent tendency, I don't mind if you've been divorced or don't have much time to accompany me."

  "So you agree?" the man asked her.

  Mei Jia nodded and said, "I have no reason to refuse." She wanted a marriage without mentioning emotions, and he was the same. It was rare to meet someone who clicked with her after a week of blind dates, she should be satisfied and grasp it tightly.

  The man nodded in agreement and looked at Mika as if he had thought of something else, asking: "What are your requirements for marriage?"

  Meijia thought for a moment and asked: "Would you have an affair and ask for a divorce?" If we get married and then get divorced, it's too much trouble.

  The man frowned and spoke seriously, "I won't. I will do my duty as a husband, except that I may not have much time to accompany you, and military marriages cannot be unilaterally divorced."

  "Maybe she didn't have much time to spend with herself, and maybe not having more time to face a complete stranger wasn't necessarily a bad thing for her. Mitya nodded in understanding and said, 'Then there's no problem, do you?'"

  The man shook his head, "It's fine if you don't have it."

  When I got home, my grandmother was still stringing those little red cloth bags. She could get two cents for each one she strung, and she had to keep doing it a thousand times every day.

  Putting down the bag in her hand on the sofa, Mijia said helplessly: "Grandma, your eyes are not good, don't do these things anymore."

  They don't actually lack money, Mijia's grandmother was a middle school teacher before and now she can still get more than 3,000 yuan in pension every month after retirement. Plus Mijia has her own job, the two people's living expenses are not much at all.

  Meijia's grandma pushed her old glasses up the bridge of her nose and said, "It doesn't matter, anyway, it's boring at home every day, so just make a few bags." She put down the bamboo skewer in her hand, looked at her watch, and then looked up at Meijia and said, "Xiao Jia, hurry up and change your clothes and wash your face. Just now, your neighbor, Mrs. Gu, said that she made an appointment with that boy for 7 o'clock tonight to meet at the coffee shop."

  Meijia nodded, "Alright, I know." She said, taking her bag and entering her own room.

  She tossed her bag onto the bed and lay down, feeling somewhat weak, staring at the ceiling for a while before finally mustering up the energy to open the closet and find some clothes.

  When Mai Jia arrived at the coffee shop on the upper island, the man who was going to meet her had already arrived and was sitting upright, seemingly lost in thought.

  "Knock knock..." Mika stretched out her hand and knocked on the table, recalling that person's attention.

  The man raised his head, with a pair of deep eyes under his thick eyebrows, and his entire face was slightly thin but had an unyielding determination that could not be ignored. From the outside, he looked like an exceptional man.

  The man stared at Mika and asked, "Miss Mika?"

  She withdrew her gaze, nodded slightly, put down the package in her hand, sat down opposite him and asked: "Cheng Yue?"

  The man nodded and looked at Mika, asking: "Have you eaten?"

  "I've eaten, I'll just have coffee." Since the last time Zhang Liwen's thing happened, Mika didn't dare ask for anything else. Although she wasn't too fond of drinking coffee, compared to that large cup of milk tea, finishing the coffee would be easier.

  The man nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He directly pressed the service bell, but in addition to coffee, he also ordered a platter of dried fruit.

  The cafe's efficiency was pretty good, and before long, the coffee Mika had ordered and the fruit platter were delivered.

  She added sugar to her coffee, took a sip and put it down again. Mika looked up at the man in front of her and asked, "Do you have anything to ask?" This man today seemed somewhat different from the men she had met before, too quiet.

  "Cheng Yue looked at her and said lightly: 'Ladies first.'"

  "You ask first, my requirements are a bit special." Mitya didn't mind who went first or last, but her requirements were somewhat particular and not something that ordinary people could accept, which was also the reason why she had looked at eight in one week but hadn't found a suitable object.

  "No need, my situation is also quite special." The man said lightly.

  Meijia no longer forced him and asked directly: "Do you mind going with me tomorrow to get a marriage certificate?"