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The Last Kiss
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In Xie Yan's bedroom, Mengxi lit a cigarette.
Xie Yan reached out to snatch it away, glaring at Mengxi. "Don't smoke in the bedroom."
Mengxi had a temper, but in front of Xie Yan, she was quite obedient.
Xie Yan got out of bed naked, her bare feet touching the carpet as she prepared to extinguish the cigarette in Mengxi's hand and throw it into the trash can.
Suddenly, Mengxi called out to her, "Xie Yan."
She paused, sensing an unusual tremor from Mengxi.
Taking a deep breath, Mengxi spoke in a heavy tone, enunciating each word clearly, "Xie Yan, today is our last date; I'm getting married."
Xie Yan's back was turned to Mengxi, so she couldn't see her expression, only noticing her shoulders slightly shaking.
After a moment, she turned around and smiled at Mengxi. "Mengxi, that joke isn't funny at all."
Mengxi stared into her eyes and said, "I'm not joking."
Xie Yan froze in place as the ash from the cigarette fell onto her foot due to its length.
"Hiss—" She gasped in pain.
Mengxi quickly jumped off the bed, picked her up, and placed her back on the bed while rummaging through drawers for burn ointment.
Xie Yan sat obediently on the bed, watching Mengxi rush around. She asked, "Are you really getting married?"
"Yeah."
"Who is it?"
"You don't know her."
"Is she pretty?"
"Mm."
"Do you like her that much? Willing to marry her."
Mengxi finally found the ointment. When he turned to look at her,
he realized her eyes were already red, tears welling up,
on the verge of spilling over, looking wronged and pitiful.
Mengxi sighed, sat on the bed, and held her in his arms,
gently wiping away the falling tears with his fingertip.
Xie Yan sniffled, reaching out to wrap her arms around Mengxi's neck,
leaning in to kiss Mengxi's chin.
Mengxi dodged, and she buried her face in Mengxi's neck,
muttering, "Mengxi, you haven't told me about marriage yet."
"Do you want to get married?"
"I do." Her voice was muffled,
tinged with a heavy nasal tone, "You should marry me."
Mengxi removed her hand from around his neck,
his cold gaze fixed on her,
"Xie Yan, Mengxi has wanted to marry you for a long time, but can you wait?"
She paused, her smile gradually fading,
"I can't wait." Mengxi nodded,
"Right, you can't wait. So don't waste your time on me."
She wiped away the falling tears and forced a light smile.
" Mr.Meng is getting married, and countless girls' hearts in West City are about to break."
Mengxi remained silent, simply looking at her.
She took a deep breath, straightened her posture, and said, "Alright, Mr.Meng, Mengxi, gather your emotions. I'll see you out later."
"No need," Mengxi raised a hand to ruffle her hair and softly said, "I'm not leaving today."
She was taken aback, her eyes quickly reddening as tears streamed down her face. "You don't want me anymore, do you, Mengxi?"
Mengxi pulled her into an embrace, resting his chin on the top of her head, and gently said, "Xie Yan, I really like you. You are the first girl I liked and will be the last."
"We have been together for three years, creating many beautiful memories. There will definitely be more in the future."
She cried, "But I only want you."
Mengxi gently patted her back without saying a word.
That night, neither of us spoke again. Before falling asleep, Mengxi kissed the corner of her lips.
Over the past three years, every time Mengxi stayed over at her place, he would spend the night.
She was completely dependent on Mengxi, yet he had never made any promises to her.
She had once cried and asked Mengxi, "When will you marry me?"
Mengxi replied, "When you grow up, you'll know."
She said, "I am already twenty years old."
Mengxi replied, "You are still a child."
After that time, Mengxi never spent the night at her place again.
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