The box was wrapped entirely in black velvet. An Meng estimated the size of the box and her heart beat faster involuntarily.

Xie Yun looked at her quietly and opened the box. A plain ring with a crystal-like glow lay on the black velvet.

"..." An Meng didn't expect it was really a ring. She opened her mouth but couldn't say anything.

She looked at Xie Yun in confusion, then he smiled at her, took out the ring from the box, and held it on his fingertips.

"An Meng." Xie Yun took a step back, knelt on one knee on the dusty ground of the parking lot, and raised the ring to her.

He whispered, "After all this time knowing each other, I still owe you a real wedding ring."

An Meng hurriedly took a half step back and lowered her head stiffly. The handsome and elegant features of the man in front of her were as if painted with fine brushwork, and they did not lose their brilliance in the dimly lit parking lot.

"I want to spend every day with you from now on. I want to see you smile, wipe your tears, and never be separated from you..."

Xie Yun cleared her throat and said a little embarrassedly, "Will you... accept my ring?"

"Xie Yun, get up first. Someone might see us soon." An Meng swallowed hard and said slowly amidst her increasingly violent heartbeat, "I don't want to disappoint you, but..."

As if he had anticipated what she was going to say, Xie Yun stood up smoothly without even brushing the dust off his knees.

"It's okay." He said with a smile, and there didn't seem to be much frustration in his smile.

In an instant, her heart felt like it was being gripped by a big hand, and An Meng bit her lips with bitterness and guilt.

If nothing had happened, if they weren't at this unknown point, she—

Looking at An Meng's conflicted expression, Xie Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and stretched out his hand to her with his palm facing up.

As if possessed, An Meng's brain seemed to have turned into a paste at this moment.