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  Maybe it was because they were together for too short a time, so brief that she hadn't fully come to her senses yet. Lu Yiheng's love had always been hers, so brief that she hadn't even had time to get used to it, and yet they were already together.

  "Are you unwilling?" His voice was low, his sharply defined face illuminated by the thin morning light, with a deep sadness crossing over it before being quietly hidden in his heart.

  In the end, he couldn't find her back, couldn't keep her, and in the end, she would still leave him far away.

  "...I'm willing," three blurry words, more than half of the voice was covered by crying, and it wasn't very clear, but he still heard it.

  She was slightly stunned.

  Nie Zhiyan wiped away her tears with force, making the person in front of her clearer. This time her voice was already very clear, she said: "Lu Yiheng, I'm willing to marry you."

  As soon as the words fell, tears flowed down again uncontrollably. He could no longer hold back, stood up, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pressed his warm lips to hers, kissing away the tears on her face.

  "Don't cry, YanYan, don't cry."

  She barely held back her tears, Lu Yiheng took her hand, a small ring slipped onto her ring finger, his movements were very careful, as if he was doing something sacred and inviolable.

  A small ring, except for the engraving of the two English words "ly", is a abbreviation of his surname and her name in capital letters, there are no other patterns or decorations, with a simple square inner round shape, but it looks very delicate.

  Suddenly, it dawned on me, and I realized that's how it was.

  Niezhiyan thought, for the rest of her life, this would be the most beautiful and best gift she would receive.

  He pulled up her hand and bowed his head to plant a kiss on the ring.

  Having known him for so many years, Nie Zhiyan had never seen Lu Yiheng so anxious. He took out his phone and made a call to Lu's father.

  "Dad, I'm going to get a marriage certificate with Yan now. Can you help me smooth out the relationship with the Civil Affairs Bureau? The sooner the better."

  Lu Dad was probably shocked by what Lu Yiheng said, and he didn't respond for a long time. Nie Zhiyan thought to herself, no need to be so anxious, she won't run away anyway.

  Lu Yiheng looked so anxious, as if he was afraid she would change her mind at any moment.

  Unexpectedly, Lu Dad reacted quickly and agreed readily, Nie Zhiyan was a bit bewildered.

  Because it was the weekend and not a statutory working day, when they arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, there were only two of them who came to register their marriage. The staff of the Civil Affairs Bureau warmly handled the registration procedures for them.

  Lu Yiheng's expression was calm and collected, without any particular emotions showing on his face.

  Nie Zhiyan's mind has been in a somewhat disorganized state for a long time, and it seems that she can't figure out how he suddenly went to the Civil Affairs Bureau. Last night, she was still looking all over for him.

  "Miss, sign here!" The staff reminded her, seeing that she was in a daze.

  Lu Yiheng stood by, silently watching her. Nie Zhiyan lowered his head and only then did he discover that his name had quietly fallen onto the white rice paper, powerful and forceful. She hummed in agreement and hastily signed her own name.

  "Sir, please come this way for the formalities." The staff member smiled.

  After 30 seconds, Mr. Lu returned with a cold expression, looking at Nie Zhiyan without saying a word.

  "What's wrong?" she asked nervously, what was going on with his gloomy look?