Being forced to marry someone ...It's not fun.

(This story is from a time when same-sex marriage was normal. and there is already a civil partnership law to support it)

Because it was... an arranged marriage.

"mother! I'm still studying. How can I get married?!” I asked without understanding as soon as my mother told me that tomorrow I would have to marry someone my parents approved.

When did you prepare for the event? And who is the other party? Why don't I know about this!?

“Mom, I haven't seen the other person's face yet. Why didn't you ask my opinion first?!" I grabbed her arm. But Mom turned her back and continued to discuss the business of organizing the event with others without paying attention to me at all.

“Dad!!” I tried to get him to sympathize. But Dad just put his hand on my head and smiled faintly.

Why can you still smile like that when your son has tears streaming down his face?

"father! People had never seen each other before. How can we take each other down?!" I cried, tears streaming down my face.

“Dad, I don't want to get married.” I cried, tears flowing from my ears, hugging him tightly. Hopefully the tears will cause some emotional distress to those who see them, more or less.

“I don't want to get married. I don't want to get married.” I said these words over and over like a crazy person. Father left me. I just stood there, lost in the middle of a luxurious hallway in a hotel I didn't know. Walking briskly, not paying attention to anyone, to the pool area where there were stone steps leading down. There was one person sitting by the pool. I didn't care.

Walked down and sat down next to him. He leaned his hands and feet against the edge of the pool, looked down and saw that the pool was so deep that he couldn't see the bottom. While thinking of the surprise and amazement at how high the price would be to build this pool on the building, his hand slipped and almost slipped into the pool. Good thing I restrained myself in time, otherwise if I had to fall into that pool with no bottom visible… just thinking about it makes me cold.

After a while, there were sounds of people walking along the path behind. I turned to look in shock. Before meeting a group of people in suits that looked like officials and big people. After they walked into one of the ballrooms. With some intuition, I decided to follow that direction.

In front of the hall, there were still people in suits and elegant evening gowns scattered around. But strangely, no one paid attention to my disheveled appearance and tears streaming down my face. I quietly pushed the door open. Sneak in and stand in a blind corner to listen to the conversations of the people inside without anyone noticing.

“I heard you are getting married,” a tall man asked another dignified man. That conversation made me unable to help but turn around and look. Then I met a man who was probably about 35 years old, with a handsome and solemn face. Just looking at him, I knew he was probably very intelligent.

The voice in my heart told me That must be my future groom in an arranged marriage.

If this really was him, I wouldn't be surprised that the parents would agree with this and overlook their own son's needs. Tried to force me into marriage without listening to any protests.

Huh, an old man wants to kiss a 23 year old.

Just the thought of having to be abused by this man I've never known, never talked to before, on the first night of entering the dorm, I couldn't bear it.

Elderly man and dental student After looking, there was nothing inappropriate. One person is rich and dignified and looks powerful. The other person is in the prime of life. Study in a good faculty according to social values.

It's gone crazy! I'm still studying. wedding tomorrow The day after tomorrow, I went back to school with my marital status. Your friends must be shocked and their jaws open.

Who would have thought that a person like me who had sworn that she would be the last in her gang of friends to get married would end up being the first to get married? Plus, I've been dressing since I was in school.

While I was lost in my confused thoughts, I raised my head again and caught the eyes of everyone in the banquet hall.

That man stood in front of me. About two meters away He smiled and extended his hand towards me.

“This is my wife-to-be,” the other party introduced with a happy smile before slowly walking closer and closer.

“I am….marrying me is the right decision.” He said the name of his position, which made my eyes widen. I never dreamed that the other party would have such a high position, and I was also confused that my parents knew him. How can you do this with this person?

He held out his hand in front of me, who was lying on the floor since I don't know when. The surroundings were quiet. I'm just flustered. What should I do? What should I do? I don't want to get married! I don't want to get married!

I scrambled to my feet and ran out of the ballroom before finding myself back at home. I don't know how. In front of me were my uncle and his relatives scattered around the house.

I rushed over and hugged my uncle with tears streaming down my face.

“I don't want to get married! I don't want to get married! Help me, uncle, help me, oh my god!” I cried and cried as I thought it was the most in my life. I never thought that I would have to shed so many tears at the age of becoming an adult. But when I thought that I would have to sleep with someone I didn't know I wasn't willing to marry. I could only plead with all my life.

Or should I run away? Can you run away in the middle of a wedding like in the drama? But another part of me objected, how can I do that in the real world?

When mother and father returned home I went in and cried and hugged my legs and begged to cancel the wedding again. Normally, I am my mother's beloved child. No matter what you want, Mom will give it to you. Mother always gives me the best, I know that. And sometimes even if I don't want it, you'll force it on me because it's good for me.

You probably thought the same about this matter. So no matter how much I cried and begged until my body was cold, my mouth quivered, and I rubbed my hair until I was disoriented like a crazy person, he just turned his back and didn't look at me.

“I'm not married. I don't want to get married…” I could only think over and over with tears flowing silently that wouldn't stop. His eyes were vacant and he watched other people walk around preparing for the wedding.

Many hours have passed. Seeing that there was no way he could resist the wedding, I thought about how in such a hurry my friend could be a bridesmaid at the wedding.

“If you don't have time, you don't have to,” Mom said before turning to get busy with the work in front of her.

Would you be crazy if I didn't have a bridesmaid? But the groom has friends It seems like I don't have any friends, so there's no one to be a bridesmaid!

Then I suddenly met my friend at the hotel, I don't know how. I'm confused as to why the places change so quickly. I'll be at home, or I'll be in a hotel. Or did I cry until I lost consciousness?

“I'm really surprised that you're the first person in the group to get married!”

“Plus, I took a leave of absence from school to get married in the middle of school. More delicious, my friend!”

After deciding which friends would come, I was dragged by my mother to get a makeover and get rid of my disheveled appearance.

“Mom, you really didn't want me to meet him first? I happen to not like him. I have to put up with people I don't like for the rest of my life.”

“Stay together and love each other.”

I tried to pull my arm out of my mother's hand. But I don't know why I can't fight hard. He felt so weak, both physically and mentally, that he seemed to be able to float away in the hands of anyone.

I was made to sit on a chair. Many hands crowded together until we were dizzy. I cried and sat and let people handle themselves. The tears never dried up from his face, but the people around him didn't care at all.

“I don't want to get married...I don't want to get married...” I mumbled over and over in a hoarse voice.

Please, I really don't want to get married.

heavily!!

I opened my eyes. Really...is this just a bad dream? It's no wonder that the scenes cut and cut and were disjointed.

because of an arranged marriage

I sat up and raised my hand to wipe the tears from my face. Drag your hand to the corner of your eye and squeeze it gently. before staring out of the floor-to-ceiling window

The tears still flowed, no matter what I did, they couldn't stop.

I silently stared at the moonlight shining on the black water. A hand that was so skinny that you could almost see bones raised it up to touch the glass wall next to the bed, and he rested his head on the cold glass in exhaustion.

Suddenly, warmth hit my back. A thick hand with slightly bulging veins from regular exercise intersected with the hand on the glass. While the other hand gently wiped away the tears before following up with a kiss on the left temple.

“Had another nightmare?” the voice laughed.

A strong hand reached around my waist and pulled me close. Before the head knows the weight Because the other person placed his chin on my head.

“You got me into an arranged marriage. Even though I don't love you at all And I already have someone I secretly like,” I said, my eyes still not moving from the picture outside the window.

“Suddenly we'll love each other,” said a deep voice. The hand that was hugging my waist began to crawl under the shade of the cloth and touch my bare chest.

“It's been three years now and I still…” ..don't feel love for you at all.

I suddenly felt faint because of the other party's rapid movements. I woke up again and I was lying on my back under his body.

“It's okay,” the other person unbuttoned my pajamas and said in a casual manner.

I turn away Close your eyes and let the tears fall silently as the other's face is buried in the crook of your neck.

“You still have time to love me for a lifetime.”

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I'm confused, but why does Wright like it? >

And Reed, what do you think?