Seeing Yan Meng’s serious face, I thought he had something important to tell me.
I stopped and listened to him carefully.
"Lan Shan, will you be my girlfriend? I really love you."
I was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "You mean this when you say you have something to tell me?"
I was not moved at all by Yan Meng's confession. Instead, I found it ridiculous.
I smiled and looked at Yan Meng: "I remember you have said this kind of confession many times. You even said before that you want to marry me because I am the true heir of the Ming family. Your so-called marriage is nothing more than an exchange of interests. It has nothing to do with feelings."
I'm really tired of it. I remember I've rejected him many times and made it very clear to him every time.
"Yan Meng, please stop saying this kind of thing, okay?" I have suppressed my impatience and don't want to respond to his topic anymore.
I moved away from him, but he grabbed my wrist.
He pulled me suddenly, causing me to fall into his arms without any gravity.
He stared at me with burning eyes and said seriously, "When I confessed my feelings to you before, and even said I wanted to marry you, it was indeed to exploit you and make you feel uncomfortable. But at that time, I really wanted to be with you, but I didn't fully understand my own heart at that time."
"But now it's different. From the moment you appeared in front of the container to save me, you were like a little sun radiating light, appearing in my dark life. At that moment, I realized that you are the woman I love."
His tone was particularly affectionate, but I pushed him away ruthlessly.
I remained unmoved and only asked him one question: "You said you loved me, but what did you love about me? And how well do you know me?"
My words stunned Yan Meng.
I smiled and said, "If you realize you love me because I saved you, then that's not love, it's just touching."
"You want to live with me because the Ming family and I make you feel warm. Just like someone who has lived in darkness for a long time longs to see the sun, but that doesn't mean the sun is the only thing that can illuminate and warm him."
I know Yan Meng said this from the heart, but this sincerity was never love.
Yan Meng looked at me in astonishment, his frown showing his confusion: "Is there a difference?"
I smiled silently. He still didn't understand.
He held my hand and told me persistently, "Xiao Shan, I'm serious. As long as it's what you want, I'm willing to give it to you with both hands."
To him, this seemed to be proof of love.
It's hard for him, as he hasn't been able to live in a loving family since he was a child.
All he saw was Yan Lirong's selfishness, so he thought that if he was willing to give and sacrifice for someone, that was love.
There are many kinds of feelings. What he feels for me is not love, but it is difficult for me to explain it to him clearly at the moment.
I gently pushed his hand away, lowered my head helplessly, and avoided his burning gaze: "Yan Meng, we won't have any results. You don't have to waste your time and thoughts on me anymore."
As soon as I finished speaking, the street lights in the alley lit up at the exact time.
I chuckled softly and murmured, "You see, to dispel darkness, you just need light, but not necessarily the sun."
I turned and left, but Yan Meng didn't catch up with me.
As I walked out of the alley, I subconsciously looked back.
Under the dim street light, Yan Meng stood there with his head lowered, like an abandoned big dog.
I suppressed the trace of pity that flashed through my heart, turned around and walked away.
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