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When she returned to Building 2, his class had already ended. But Professor Xiao was rarely alone—several blushing girls surrounded him, asking questions. It was even more intense than when he was a graduate student.
She stood outside with her arms crossed, not intending to make her presence known. However, he happened to look up and saw her. A gentle breeze blew through the valley, ripples spreading across the water’s surface.
“Sorry, let’s stop here for today,” he apologized to the students. “If you have more questions, feel free to email me.”
He then walked towards her. The students were surprised, whispering among themselves and stealing glances at her standing outside the classroom. Then, when their Professor Xiao reached out to hold her hand, they gasped in unison.
Tsk.
…This scene felt somewhat familiar.
Unaware of her inner thoughts, he held her hand and walked towards the exit of the teaching building. The spring sunlight was brilliant, as bright as his deep eyes.
“Why did you suddenly come?” His mood seemed good. “For work?”
She hummed softly, obediently letting him hold her hand, walking closer to him than usual.
He noticed but wasn’t entirely sure. Glancing at his watch—it was already 11:45 AM—he considered for a moment and asked, “Want to have lunch together? A few old places are still open.”
It seemed like he wanted to take her on a nostalgic trip.
But she shook her head, slightly shyly hugging his arm. She didn’t care about the curious stares from passing students; she had already made up her mind to whisk away their Professor Xiao.
“I don’t want to eat…” she murmured softly. “Can we go to your office?”
“Hmm?” He raised an eyebrow.
Her face had already turned slightly red, her watery eyes gazing at him. “I want to be alone with you for a while.”
He: “...”
This clingy behavior was rare—last time might have been when she was a sophomore. He coughed twice, his palms slightly warm, and replied, “Alright.”
…Then, once the office door closed, she hugged him tightly.
Softly leaning into her boyfriend’s embrace, all traces of rebellion disappeared. Little rabbits loved to cling, and she intended to love him forever. This sudden affection overwhelmed him, softening his heart. Just as he was about to stroke her ears and ask what was wrong, she tiptoed and kissed him passionately.
…A deeply emotional kiss.
It was a little urgent and clumsy, blending sweetness and sorrow. The intuitive flutter was so strong—no matter how many times they had been intimate, she still lost herself helplessly, just like the first time.
“...Here?”
His breath began to heat up.
“The soundproofing here... might be worse than at your place.”
...What?
She blushed furiously, shaking her head and playfully hitting him while snuggling into his chest. He chuckled, his voice like warm wine, and gently kissed her hand.
“What’s wrong?” His fingers lightly caressed her hand. “Did something happen?”
He still found her behavior unusual.
“No...”
She shook her head, her voice sweet and sour, as bashful and shy as during her school days.
“...I just suddenly missed you a lot.”
He raised an eyebrow, seeming a bit more surprised. In the past, whenever she acted unusually, it meant there was trouble between them. Now, he couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy. Before he could ask, she tightly embraced him again. All her devotion was here, hundreds of times deeper and more intense.
“I will cherish you very much...”
Her tone was solemn, like a vow.
“I won’t overthink things anymore, won’t leave you alone, won’t hurt you anymore.”
“I want to be with you forever, see you every day, ten years, twenty years, thirty years... until the day I die.”
“I love you.”
“I love you so much.”
“Let’s... get married.”
—She had never confessed to him like this before.
Even during their most passionate moments after reuniting, she had only said, “I like you.” The small gap between “like” and “love” seemed to give her a false sense of security, as if not saying that word meant she wasn’t completely his, allowing her to conceal those overwhelming feelings. Now, she said it to him—no amount of determination could repay his silent warmth. It turned out that even a mild spring day could be so aggressive, breaking down all her defenses, forcing her to give him her lost seasons.
He heard everything but remained silent. She nestled against his chest, feeling his heartbeat quicken. Yet, his hand stroking her back was still gentle and cautious. After a while, he let go of her and pulled a small box from his suit pocket.
He opened it.
—A dazzling diamond ring.
She was momentarily speechless, staring at the logo on the box and unable to estimate its value. Stunned and surprised, she stammered, “You... why do you have this...”
Clearly, it was an engagement ring.
“I’ve wanted to propose for a long time, but I never found the right moment,” he sighed, his gaze fixed on her. “I’ve actually been carrying it for a week... waiting for a good time to show you...”
Such endearing words—she was already crying and laughing, wiping her tears while pretending to complain, “Who carries such valuable things around... What if you lose it...”
“I won’t lose it,” he leaned down and kissed her again, each word layered with meaning. “Important things... won’t be lost.”
She understood, the feeling of being cherished was so beautiful it made her heart tremble. He gently wiped her tears and slowly slid the ring onto her ring finger.
Perfect fit.
Not a millimeter off.
“Do you like it?” He gently kissed her finger, his tone uncertain. “I didn’t know what style you liked, so I chose a simpler design...”
Simple?
It was indeed quite simple... except the diamond was a bit too large...
“What if I don’t like it?” Her happiness overflowed, instinctively teasing him. “You could’ve subtly asked me what I like...”
“Really don’t like it?” He frowned, looking self-reproachful. “But this one can probably be exchanged... or I can buy another one you like?”
What nonsense—who buys multiple engagement rings...
“Just kidding—”
She laughed again, her rabbit ears perked up, hugging him tightly and wagging her tail nonstop.
“I really like it.”
“...I like everything you give me.”
Objectively speaking, the diamond was so large and flashy that Yao Ankai immediately noticed it when she got into the car after finishing filming. The young girl wasn’t good at hiding her surprise, exclaiming, “Teacher Yin, your ring—is this... an engagement ring?”
Wei Chi, who had just finished loading equipment into the trunk, froze. He quickly turned his head to stare at Yin Mengxi’s hand. Feeling uncomfortable under the scrutiny of the two youngsters, she nodded, “...Yes, it is.”
Wei Chi’s face darkened instantly, while Yao Ankai exclaimed again, thinking carefully. She realized she hadn’t seen such a big ring on Teacher Yin’s hand this morning when they left the station, leading her to a bold guess.
“Teacher Yin...” she blinked excitedly, “Is this from Teacher Xiao? Are you... getting married?”
How incredible. They were just boyfriend and girlfriend when they arrived, but now they were engaged.
“Mm...” Yin Mengxi’s cheeks flushed slightly, revealing a rare soft and reserved side in front of her colleagues. “We’ll talk about it soon.”
They had already planned everything: today, they’d tell both sets of parents about their marriage plans, meet formally by the end of the month, register in early May, and hold the wedding in June...
In the middle of their calculations, Wei Chi suddenly burst out, “What?” while turning around to glare at her, his expression as if he had been betrayed.
“You’re getting married?” He looked shocked and angry. “Are you serious? You’ve only met a few times!”
Yao Ankai shrank in fear, retreating to the passenger seat, thinking Wei Chi was truly reckless. Even if he liked Teacher Yin, he shouldn’t be so direct... especially since she was his superior...
But his explosion only scared Yao Ankai. It had no effect on Yin Mengxi. She had been smiling, but now she crossed her arms, her expression fierce, and snapped, “Are you driving? If not, get out. I need to rush back to the station for a meeting.”
No mercy at all.
Wei Chi was truly pathetic. Yao Ankai, who had been watching from the front seat, thought he would retaliate, but instead, he silently glared at Teacher Yin for a while before turning back, starting the car while fuming, shouting, “I’m driving! I’m fucking driving!”
Back at the station, he was still angry.
After Yin Mengxi finished her meeting, she returned to the office to find him missing. Yao Ankai said she saw him heading downstairs with a pack of cigarettes. Sighing, she picked up her phone to call him, but he didn’t answer. When she went downstairs, she saw him squatting on the curb outside the TV station, smoking like a disheveled youth.
...This kid.
She was speechless, crossing her arms and walking towards him. He saw her but just turned his back and continued smoking, ignoring her completely.
“Are you done reviewing your footage to come down and smoke?” Yin Mengxi didn’t coddle him, opening with a scolding tone. “Don’t you know how tight the schedule for this project is?”
He thought she came to comfort him, but instead, he got a harsh lecture. Furious, he decided to throw a tantrum. “I’m not in the mood! Aren’t you getting married? Let your husband review it for you!”
What nonsense.
Yin Mengxi laughed angrily, seeing him as a child throwing a tantrum. But even a child’s affection was precious, and his kindness towards her had always made her grateful.
“Wei Chi, stop this.”
Her tone softened, unusually gentle.
“You know we can’t be together, and you should see how much I love him.”
“We don’t have the destiny to be lovers—wrong timing, wrong place, everything’s wrong... Love is a harsh thing; no one can fool anyone.”
“But I’m sure we have the destiny to be friends—work friends or life friends. In June, I might start a new project. If you’re still willing to work with me, I’d be very happy to invite you to join the team.”
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