Tang Xiaojian held Jia Meng's hands and stuffed the bouquet into her arms. With the other hand, he gently opened the bright red ring box. Inside lay a crystal sparkling diamond ring, which was dizzying under the light. White light.
"Promise him!" "Marry him!" "It's a natural fit!" There was warm applause and applause in the ears, and the effect of the surrounding clouds gradually dissipated.
Some of them clenched their fists, as if nervous for Tang Xiaojian. Some women cried with excitement, as if they were imagining or remembering the scene of their marriage proposal. There are many more people who just blindly booze, after all, watching the excitement is everyone's innate nature.
"I..." Jia Meng was speechless for a while, unable to speak. The hearts of the people onlookers were raised in their throats and throbbed.
Jia Meng looked down at Tang Xiaojian, who was kneeling in front of him. He looked so handsome and handsome, with gentle eyes looking at her, like a devout pilgrim. Jia Meng believed that any woman would be unable to resist seeing such a man propose to her.
Tang Xiaojian grabbed the ring box nervously, bit his lip, and nodded towards Jia Meng. According to the script he arranged, Jia Meng would definitely nod his head to accept. He was ready to put a ring on her, and then they hugged and kissed, accepting the crowd's blessings and applause.
However, Jia Meng stood like an icy statue. Although her cheeks were hot and her heartbeat accelerated, her mind was so clear that she was not moved at all.
"For the common cause of the Tang family and the Jia family..." Tang Xiaojian's marriage proposal was endlessly buzzing like a fly, and like a bone in his throat, making Jia Meng speechless.
He finally said the most true thoughts in his heart, still in such a large public.
Although Jia Meng could vaguely guess that under their sacred and unalterable marriage contract, they always contained a less glorious purpose. But she was willing to believe that this was fate, and at the moment she just put on her wedding dress, she was still telling herself wishfully: "Tang Xiaojian really loves her."
Yes, Tang Xiaojian loves Jia Meng. You can be sure from his confession, and you can see the expression of sincere emotion in his eyes.
It's just that he loves her IKEA room, as he said: "She is gentle, generous, beautiful, intelligent, kind, strong..." Jia Meng doesn't even know that she has so many merits worthy of being loved. She just felt that these beautiful words made her panic.
Jia Meng had a headache suddenly. In her mind, she recalled that someone had proposed to her.
That person never praised her for her good qualities. He even hoped that she could be a little bit irritable, stingy, ugly, stupid, bad, and vulnerable...
What the man said suddenly appeared in front of me like a word in the sky in the night sky proclaiming the world: "I don't want you to have the world in your heart, and I don't ask you to stay together with me. I only wish you to live for yourself. Because in this life, I only care about you."
This is what the man broadcasted on the inter-server channel when the man proposed to her in the game "Illusion".
This sentence is like a tattoo engraved on Jia Meng's body. When you can't see it, you don't feel it, but as long as you think back, you can feel the unforgettable feeling at that time.
"Sorry, I... I don't want to." Jia Meng finally responded to Tang Xiaojian's marriage proposal.
She felt countless pairs of eyes shooting at her, disappointed, confused, or shocked. But that doesn't matter anymore.
Jia Meng bent down and placed the bouquet gently on Tang Xiaojian's knee. He didn't dare to look directly into his eyes and said loudly, "I'm sorry, I don't think I'm ready yet."
After all, Jia Meng stepped on high heels, picked up the wedding dress, and walked to the door step by step.
The huge studio seemed to have suffered a major catastrophe. Everyone was incredibly blank, looking at the back of Jia Meng's departure.
No one wants to believe that such a beautiful and romantic marriage proposal will encounter a car accident.
In the center of the scene, Tang Xiaojian still kept kneeling down on one knee. He couldn't straighten up. Jia Meng's refusal was like a slap, which caught him off guard.
He asked himself crazy in his heart: "Why do you design a marriage proposal? Why do you want to do so? Their marriage contract is already a fixed matter and cannot tolerate repentance. He clearly only needs to follow the arrangements of the mother to be able to complete the marriage smoothly. Now! Why does it become like this?!" The fastest computer terminal of the new 81 Chinese website: https://
Qingyan walked over, raised her hand to help Tang Xiaojian, and smiled calmly and said, "Master Tang, this is the end of the matter, don't be sad. It's all due to our dereliction of duty and not creating a sufficiently romantic atmosphere. That's why Miss Jia..."
"Enough! Stop talking!" Tang Xiaojian almost roared.
Just when the studio was caught off guard by a car accident and was so violent, in a hotel not far away, Tang Xiaowan was listening to European classical pure music, lying down and applying a facial mask, and felt a little drowsy. .
She wondered waiting for her own son and future daughter-in-law to finish taking their wedding photos today, and then she could prepare for the wedding, and she couldn't help but sit up and applaud.
At this time, the phone rang, and Tang Xiaowan rolled her eyes impatiently and turned on the speakerphone to pick it up.
Qingyan's hurried voice came from his ear: "Ms. Tang, the young master just proposed to Miss Jia in the studio. Everything was romantic and beautiful, but I don't know what happened, Miss Jia was scared and ran away. The young master is still kneeling now. If you refuse to get up on the ground, what can I do?"ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
"What? Proposal? Whose idea? I only arranged for them to take wedding photos! Mengmeng ran away? Xiaojian is still kneeling? Is this going to rebel? Quick, bring them both back to the hotel. ! I really can't walk, so I asked the security guard to carry them back to me!"
Tang Xiaowan exploded her lungs and snarled into the phone microphone. She peeled off the mask, threw away the phone, rolled down from her breasts, and stomped her feet on the carpet.
She never imagined that her son, who had always obeyed her, would design an unnecessary marriage proposal behind her back, and the prospective daughter-in-law, who had always seemed to be obedient, would even relentlessly refuse or even run away.
At this moment, Jia Meng was walking back to the long corridor full of ancient mythical beast murals. She came to the winged magic dragon again and touched its tentacles lightly again, but it did not fly again, only a cold wall remained.
Jia Meng's tears burst instantly, and they couldn't stop flowing down, like raindrops on the crystal clear diamonds on the breast of the wedding dress, and then fell into the fluffy skirt and disappeared.
"Am I crazy? Still sick again
"Why should I refuse Tang Xiaojian's carefully prepared proposal? He is already a destined husband."
"Why do I always think of that person? He is obviously just a friend in a virtual world."
"Why do I keep intermittently thinking about what happened in "Illusion"? The game has obviously been out of operation for a year..."
Jia Meng blamed herself, she covered her ears and cried.
Suddenly a severe headache hit, Jia Meng felt that his eyes were dark, his eyelids were too heavy to open, and he leaned heavily on the mural.
She didn't want to struggle to get up, just wanted to fall asleep like this.