How can a semi-black household immigrate to a foreign country without an ID card? America or Japan?

Article 6 of the Marriage Law of China, the age of marriage shall not be earlier than 22 for men and 20 for women.

Even if you are of legal age, you must have a resident ID card and a household registration book to get married in China.

In this case, anyone who knows acquaintances in any public security bureau or civil affairs bureau should be older or get a marriage certificate.

If you don't know someone you know, give money to others.

Suppose you can sneak into Japan or the United States, it is impossible to get married in Japan, but you can get married in the United States, but at least everyone has a China passport, and the problem is still this. If you don't have a resident ID card, you can't get a China passport, so you have to find acquaintances or send a lot of money to the clerk.

In 2002, I resigned and embarked on the hard road of studying abroad. The country I choose is Australia, a strange country with charming coastline and green virgin forest. In my imagination, it is a paradise on earth. However, it is in this strange country that my life and love have experienced an unspeakable pain.

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I met bout in the school library. At that time, I had already read the second grade, and I was just used to everything about school and studying abroad, and I was full of curiosity about everything. Maybe I miss my mother tongue. I often sit in the Chinese reading room for a while. One day, while I was reading a Chinese publication with relish, a tall foreign man suddenly sat down next to me. "Miss, are you from China?" This man actually asked me in Chinese. Although it is not standard, it makes me feel more cordial than in a foreign country.

I replied in a friendly way, "Yes, I'm from China." But when I spoke to him in Chinese again, his eyes opened wide and he looked puzzled. Through English conversation, I realized that this is the only Chinese he can speak, and he learned it only yesterday. There is a simple reason. He estimated that I came from China and wanted to strike up a conversation with me in my mother tongue and make friends with me.

At noon that day, we had lunch in the school cafeteria. His name is Bout, from Holland, and he went to Australia to study in 2000, majoring in engineering. He has a beautiful country villa in his hometown with a big blue lake in front. His parents have divorced, but they still get together as friends. We chatted like old friends. After dinner, he suddenly took my hand and said, "I don't have a girlfriend yet." My face turned red. Although I know that foreigners are generous and open-minded, I didn't expect such a strong hint from just one meal. Bout's smile is really irresistible. I want to know if my love really comes like this.

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Before going abroad, my family always told me that we must be cautious in love. Actually, I am a very traditional person. I had a boyfriend before going abroad, but he didn't make progress and flatly refused my suggestion that he should continue his studies. In a rage, we broke up. On the day of boarding, he came to the airport to see me off. I was a little reluctant at that time, but I gave up reluctantly when I thought about the life I wanted in the future. The last thing I said to him was "I wish you happiness".

I don't know whether he is happy or not, but the arrival of Bout makes me feel happier than ever. After I met him, I spent almost all my lunch and dinner with him. This humorous and happy Dutch boy made me forget the loneliness in a foreign land for a while. I thought I could go on like this, and I could keep my bottom line. Unexpectedly, this idea was quickly disrupted by a party.

One day, Bout mysteriously came to me, said he would take me to a friend's birthday party and slipped me a gift. I was in class, so it was not convenient to open it. After class was over, I ran to the lounge to have a look. It gave me a fright. That is a transparent lace underwear. Does he want me to wear this to a friend's party? I was wondering when Bout's phone call came unexpectedly again: "Honey, remember to wear this inside. At 8 o'clock in the evening, I will wait for you at the old place. "

Although a little scared and vaguely worried, I went to put on that transparent and sexy underwear. Bout's smile is charming as always, and his tone is gentle as always, which makes my uneasy heart relax a little.

"I think you are a little nervous. Relax and have a drink. " Bout handed me a glass of juice. I thought bout had already drunk it, so I drank it without thinking. Soon, I felt a little headache, my body was a little hot, and I had an unprecedented sense of expansion. I suddenly realized something and wanted to leave early, but by this time Bout had caught me. He hugged me tightly and kissed me. I can't breathe and I'm a little scared. The traditional education I received in China over the years made me leave immediately, but the medicine obviously worked. Bout's hands and lips made it difficult for me to control my behavior.

Then I saw a scene that I will never forget. At the party, all the men and women began to take off their clothes. Men are naked, only wearing a pair of shorts, and women are wearing all kinds of transparent and sexy underwear. Everyone snuggled up in front of the public, and the music got louder. Some people are shouting, some people are laughing, some people are shaking their heads ... I have only seen that crazy and vague scene in movies before, but today it is really in my real life. I feel dizzy and at a loss. Soon, my underwear was also displayed in front of everyone. I heard Bout shout, "Today she is my oriental bride, and no one will be happier than me!" "

On this night, I failed to hold my defense. I felt that kind of heartbreaking pain for the first time. When Bout's "big guy" stabbed me unscrupulously, I didn't feel any happiness, only pain.

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I couldn't pull myself together for a long time after the party. It seems that all of a sudden, I can't find myself. What is the purpose of my going abroad? On this ridiculous night that just passed, the love I once longed for suddenly changed its flavor.

Burt is still looking for me. Mail, phone calls, letters, he used all his strength in exchange for my forgiveness. He has been explaining to me that this is life, campus life and part of people's sex life, but I still can't accept it.

Another night, Bout waited for me at the entrance of the dormitory, saying that someone wanted to see me and hoped to get together. Then a middle-aged woman with beautiful hair appeared. It turns out that she is Bout's mother and has come to Australia to travel. She took my hand kindly and said, "My son told me that he fell in love with a beautiful oriental girl, but that girl kept rejecting him and asked me to help him."

Bout laughed at a loss. At that moment, the stone stuck in the chest for a long time crashed to the ground. Subconsciously, maybe I forgave him a long time ago, but I didn't convince myself. Today, he invited his mother, which proves that it is not a game of sexual love for me, but true love. With this in mind, I accepted their invitation with pleasure.

I also confided in her old man's house: We China people are very traditional, especially for girls, we value family more, we are more eager for marriage, and we look forward to a happy life. Bout's mother told me a lot, including her three marriages and her current friendship with Bout's father. She told me that married life comes naturally, and sex life is also a very important part of it. If both parties feel happy and love each other, they will naturally enter marriage.

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The arrival of Bout's mother became a turning point for me and Bout. Bout promised to walk into the marriage hall with me in front of her mother. I am very happy. I forgot everything that happened before and the pain I just experienced. Soon we rented a house outside the campus and lived together.

Bout is a man with a strong sexual desire. After we moved in together, he asked me for that almost every day. I don't know where he got some movies that he thought were full of emotional appeal. In my opinion, they belong to super yellow movies. Let me watch it with him, and then have sex. I felt very fresh at first, but I tossed and turned like this every day, feeling weak and tired as never before. I am a weak person, so I can't compete with tough rounds. A month later, I asked Bout to move back to the campus apartment. Burt doesn't want to. He hugged me affectionately and said that he would respect my feelings in the future. He doesn't like sex without love either. He wants me to be happy every day with him.

After I was with Bout, he gave me a lot of help in language and study, and also helped me to integrate into this strange country quickly, which made me have many foreign friends around me, which is why I couldn't bear to leave him. One more thing, he always emphasizes safe sex and uses condoms every time, which makes me feel that he is a responsible person. In this way, in repeated hesitation, we still did not separate.

However, things are not what I expected. After another passion, Bout suddenly shouted, "Oh, my God, my condom has suddenly disappeared." I was scared, too. My first thought is what to do if I am pregnant. Bout asked me to go to the bathroom to wash, and asked me if I had a history of promiscuity before. When he asked me the same question again and again, I realized that he was worried about what I would infect him, and I felt very angry. The next morning, he took me to the hospital for a check-up. He was relieved for a long time when the doctor told him that there was nothing wrong with me.

This incident once again made me doubt the foreign man in front of me. Maybe he doesn't care about me. He even suspected that I had sexually transmitted diseases, which would make me sick. He wears condoms every time not for my own good, but for himself. However, things are out of my control. A month later, when I finally decided to move out from him, I suddenly found that my period didn't come on time this month, and I suddenly panicked. My biggest worry was confirmed on a test sheet with a positive urine sample. I have no choice but to call Bout and tell him that I am pregnant with his child.

Bout's reaction was equally surprising. He seemed unbelievable and kept muttering, "Is it really such a coincidence that you can win once?" I want to abort the baby, but illegal abortion is not allowed in Australia. For me, the only choice is to get married and have children. I asked bout to get married, but bout didn't agree or refuse. He just said that he would marry me after he finished his studies. After marriage, we settled in Holland, which is a beautiful tulip country. In the beautiful promise he made to me, I started a difficult pregnancy process.

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I have been allergic since I was a child, and I have asthma. After pregnancy, I went to the hospital for a pregnancy test and found two positive (viral infection), which made me very worried about the baby in my stomach. At the beginning of pregnancy, a lot of hair began to fall off, and the doctor told me that sexual intercourse was not allowed in the first three months of pregnancy. Maybe Bout can't live this lonely life, or maybe Bout is tired of me getting haggard because of pregnancy. When I was pregnant for two and a half months, Bout moved back to campus on the grounds of doing his graduation thesis, leaving me alone in the dormitory outside the school.

My pregnancy reaction is still very strong. At first, I was glad to get rid of Bout temporarily, because he always wanted to have sex with me during my pregnancy. Unexpectedly, bout had other plans.

I struggled to count the days here, but Bout started another relationship there. Soon, the fact that he was chasing another Asian girl reached my ears. I was told that she was a Korean girl, only 19 years old and very beautiful. When the news was confirmed, my tears could not help falling. I came to Australia to pursue my dreams just to pursue such an absurd life? The baby in my belly grows up day by day, but I don't know where my future is!

Bout, who has not completely lost his humanity, often comes back to see me, buys me daily necessities and pays my rent, but he no longer says I love you. One night when I was pregnant for more than four months, Bout suddenly came back, got drunk and said he would have sex with me. He forcibly took off my clothes and forced himself into my body, completely ignoring that I was pregnant for more than four months. I cried and begged him, and kneeling on the ground begged him to no avail. ...

My lower body began to feel severe pain, and then a wisp of bright red blood came out, and I felt dizzy in front of me. At this time, bout seems to wake up. He stopped being crazy and sent me to the hospital.

But it's too late. When the doctor told me that the baby was formed and it was a boy, I couldn't control my feelings any more. I jumped out of the hospital bed and met bout. I just want to die with this selfish man. The man who once gave me infinite hope left me only pain that could never be healed. The doctor next to me stopped me, and at my repeated request, they called the police. Bout was taken away by the police.

"All this was just an accident." A week later, Bout appeared in my sight again, accompanied by the police. They decided that it was just an accident, on the grounds that we lived together, not that one party imposed a strong J on the other. I am speechless.

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After leaving the hospital, I began to finish my studies. Bout still came to me, constantly confessing and explaining to me, hoping that I would give him another chance and give myself another chance.

I became his girlfriend again in a daze and began to live with him again. If the last time was because of love, then this time I can only say that I brought it on myself. Maybe I think it is impossible for a person like me to have any perfect love. Perhaps vanity and loneliness are at work. In short, we live together again.

He began to torture me endlessly, regardless of time and place, and whether I needed it or not. Even when I was menstruating, he didn't let me go, ran a red light, watched my lower body bleed, and still satisfied his desire. He likes to show off his huge penis in front of me, and he also likes to laugh at our oriental women's flat breasts. Having sex with him has lost its original passion and any goodwill.

My body is broken again. I haven't fully recovered from the last abortion. Besides, he tortured me day and night, and my asthma broke out. Then I feel pain in my lower body, and my menstruation becomes irregular. Only then did I really realize the gender differences caused by different races. I remind all girls who are as eager for foreign-related marriage as I am, and must be cautious again.

In June 2004, I returned to my hometown after leaving my motherland for more than two years. Many people think that I came back from studying abroad, and only I know how bitter I am. I only came back this time to avoid the torture of Bout, a foreigner, and to recuperate my already weak body with Chinese medicine.

I went to the hospital for an examination, and when the results came out, I couldn't believe my eyes: deep cervical rot and vaginitis. The gray-haired old gynecologist took my hand and said, "Son, you must pay attention to that aspect. Your uterus is very fragile and it is difficult to have children in the future. " I hid my face and cried at that moment.

During my return to China, Bout often called me and asked me to go back to Australia early. I have made up my mind that even if I go back, I will have a clear understanding with him. This game between me and him, this dream should be over.