"Why, I don't believe you have no feelings for me."
Ji Jialin was not surprised when Meng Manxing rejected him.
"You and I are not from the same world."
Meng Manxing pursed his lips and explained weakly.
The tragedy of her parents has always been a scar in her heart.
"I don't care about money, and what I spend now is all earned by myself, and has nothing to do with my father."
Ji Jialin knew what Meng Manxing was talking about, but he didn't answer directly.
When Meng Manxing heard this, she knew that Ji Jialin didn't understand, but she couldn't say it out loud.
"You don't understand. Anyway, there's no possibility for us. Let's just be friends."
"I'm leaving first."
Meng Manxing met Ji Jialin's eyes that showed no concealment of love, and she was unable to continue speaking. She pulled back her hand that Ji Jialin was holding, turned around and left quickly.
"How could I not understand? We are from the same world..."
Only us.
He looked at Meng Manxing's disappearing figure and suddenly laughed. Meng Manxing's behavior just now didn't seem like she didn't like him.
That's enough.
He confessed today in the hope that Meng Manxing would agree to him. Even if she couldn't, he would help Meng Manxing resolve her concerns.
In short, he decided on Meng Manxing.
He would not give Meng Manxing the chance to leave him.
The next night.
Ji Jialin sent the first message between the two of them that day.
"Manxing, come to the Rosé Bar now."
"I'm already asleep."
Meng Manxing looked at the message for a full minute before replying.
She thought that Ji Jialin would not come to see her in the short time after his confession last night.
"Manxing, can you please come and keep me company? I miss you."
This was a voice message. Meng Manxing was stunned by Ji Jialin's slightly drunk voice.
"Manxing Manxing~ One last condition. Can you please come see me right now? I have something to tell you. I won't force you to agree to it. Please come."
Ji Jialin looked at Meng Manxing who hadn't responded for a long time, and was forced to use his last trump card.
After sending the message, he stopped looking at his phone, leaned back and looked at the glaring lights above his head.
Meng Manxing saw several more messages coming in, and she mechanically raised her hand to click them. After listening, she hesitated for a long time and then stood up and left.
She didn't know whether it was because she could fulfill the last condition or because Ji Jialin's tone sounded a little pitiful.
Anyway, when she came to her senses, she was already standing at the school gate wrapped in her coat.
She looked at the dark sky and silently navigated to the location. The route was not far, so she didn't plan to spend any money and chose to walk there.
Half an hour had passed by the time she arrived at the bar. After she went in, she looked at the waiter who came to greet her and told him the name of the private room.
"Miss Meng, right? Mr. Ji asked me to take you in."
When Meng Manxing heard this, her heart warmed. She didn't expect Ji Jialin to be so considerate.
Entering the private room, she looked at Ji Jialin, who was alone there, and called out softly.
"Ji Jialin?"
"Manxing, you're here!"
When Ji Jialin heard Meng Manxing's voice, he woke up from his confusion in a hurry. He sat up and looked at Meng Manxing who appeared in front of him, and pulled him to his side.
"W-What are you doing?"
Meng Manxing looked at the two people who were too close and spoke hesitantly.
"Don't worry, I'm not doing anything. I just want to enter your world."
Ji Jialin said this and pulled Meng Manxing's hand to his head.
When Meng Manxing heard this, she looked at Ji Jialin's actions and met his eyes that were particularly bright and sparkling because of the light. She subconsciously did not move.
"Xingxing, let me perform a magic trick for you."
Hot air with the smell of alcohol blew towards her face, and Meng Manxing stared blankly at Ji Jialin with a smile in his eyes.
Soon she saw Ji Jialin stuffing something into his mouth. As the smell spread, she could tell it was garlic.
"you..."
She looked at the situation and hesitated to speak, then she felt something pushing up against the palm of her hand.
She looked at the dark little pointed corner and somehow reached out to pinch it.
"Ah! Manxing, what are you doing?"
Ji Jialin's hair stood on end as if someone had touched his tail, and his face turned red.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to." It was intentional.
For some reason, Meng Manxing didn't show any excitement.
Ji Jialin looked at Meng Manxing, who had no expression on his face, and after feeling guilty for a while, he took the initiative to explain.
"Manxing, I am a demon. If I drink too much and eat garlic, I will transform."
"Manxing, we are from the same world. Can you accept me?"
Ji Jialin said this as he took Meng Manxing's hand and placed it on his chest.
Meng Manxing looked at Ji Jialin, who was sincere enough to tell her everything, and hesitated for a long time before telling her about her situation.
"Since you chose to tell me, you must have noticed my situation."
"I'm not human, but I'm not the same kind as you. Can... can we be together?"
Meng Manxing was moved but also deeply worried. Those vernacular novels usually described demons and angels together as unforgivable crimes.
Is it good for them to be forced together? What dangers will this bring to the world and their loved ones?
"Don't worry about that. I've already asked your grandmother."
"My grandmother?"
Meng Manxing was a little surprised when he heard this.
"Of course, I'm not going to confess blindly. I asked your grandmother a long time ago, and she said that it's actually best for us to be together. It can offset the genes of the next generation."
"Although it's a shame that the child will become an ordinary human, there's no danger in the future."
As Ji Jialin spoke, he raised his eyes and stared into Meng Manxing's eyes. His tone was somewhat pitiful, and the emotion in his eyes moved Meng Manxing.
"We are destined to be together, Manxing, can you promise me?"
"So you were paying attention to me at that time?"
Meng Manxing didn't answer, but couldn't help but ask a question.
"Wrong! It existed a long time ago."
"So what's your answer?"
Ji Jialin looked at the silent Meng Manxing and couldn't help but throw her down on the sofa.
"Okay, okay, I promise you, get up."
Meng Manxing looked at Ji Jialin's increasingly dangerous eyes, and said timidly that she was going to push Ji Jialin away.
Unexpectedly, these words unleashed the demon in Ji Jialin's heart.
"Wife~"
Ji Jialin finished reading it in a coquettish manner, pulled open Meng Manxing's coat, and buried himself in it.
“!!!”
"Ji Jialin, what are you doing?"
Meng Manxing felt the heat on her chest and screamed out in shame.
"I've wanted to do this a long time ago. Honey, you're not going to stop me now, are you?"
Ji Jialin buried his head for a while, then looked up at Meng Manxing.
"Who is your wife? Stop yelling!"
Meng Manxing looked at Ji Jialin who was acting like a hooligan, and was so angry that she pinched his sharp corners.
"Xingxing is my wife, wife, wife, wife~"
Although Ji Jialin knew that Meng Manxing was shy, he was still a little unhappy. As he spoke, he threw himself into Meng Manxing's arms again.
Beauty is indeed irresistible.
He even endured having his ears pinched.
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