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The wedding has been held for three years, yet my pilot wife canceled getting our marriage certificate 18 times.
The first time, her male apprentice was doing a test flight, and I waited outside the civil affairs bureau for the whole day.
The second time, she received a call from her male apprentice on the road and hurriedly turned around, leaving me by the roadside.
After that, whenever we arranged to get the marriage certificate, her male apprentice would always have some problems.
Later, I decided to leave her.
But when I boarded the plane to Paris, she chased after me like crazy all the way to Paris.

The wedding has been held for three years, yet my pilot wife canceled getting our marriage certificate 18 times.
The first time, her male apprentice was doing a test flight, and I waited outside the civil affairs bureau for the whole day.
The second time, she received a call from her male apprentice on the road and hurriedly turned around, leaving me by the roadside.
After that, whenever we arranged to get the marriage certificate, her male apprentice would always have some problems.
Later, I decided to leave her.
But when I boarded the plane to Paris, she chased after me like crazy all the way to Paris.

The wedding has been held for three years, yet my pilot wife canceled getting our marriage certificate 18 times.
The first time, her male apprentice was doing a test flight, and I waited outside the civil affairs bureau for the whole day.
The second time, she received a call from her male apprentice on the road and hurriedly turned around, leaving me by the roadside.
After that, whenever we arranged to get the marriage certificate, her male apprentice would always have some problems.
Later, I decided to leave her.
But when I boarded the plane to Paris, she chased after me like crazy all the way to Paris.

Three Years of Marriage, Wife Canceled Getting Our Marriage Certificate 18 Times

After coming out of the flight crew center, Lin Xi sat dazed in the airport for three whole hours.


During those three hours, as she looked at every corner of the airport, many memories naturally flashed through her mind.


Eight years ago, it was at the security checkpoint where we first met.


That was her first time transitioning from the ground to the plane.


Excited, she hadn't slept well all night, and her entire state of mind was somewhat lacking, to the point that she dropped her work ID while passing through security.


I was the one who picked up the ID for her, preventing her from making a mistake.


It was after that incident that we found out each other's names.


Since then, she often asked me to have late-night snacks at the airport after flights ended.


During this process, we walked through every corner of this airport together.


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