The moment their lips touched, Song Yan was completely taken aback, but he quickly returned to normal: "Lianlian, you should find someone closer to your age to date."
"But I just like you, I’ve liked you since I was little."
Zhuang Lian raised her head, her tearful eyes meeting Song Yan’s complex gaze.
In the distance, Song Mengmeng pointed her chubby little finger in this direction, her big black eyes wide open: "Sister Zhuang was just kissing brother."
Han Xi leaned against Lu Jinghan’s shoulder: "I really hope my brother can accept Zhuang Lian."
"For feelings to blossom, both parties have to feel it."
Lu Jinghan looked down at Han Xi, his ink-colored eyes filled with a tenderness he showed to no one else.
Song Yan really didn’t expect Zhuang Lian to suddenly confess to him; could he really let her be his girlfriend? This thought had just arisen in Song Yan’s mind when he denied it.
The situation came too suddenly, Song Yan wasn’t prepared at all.
"Lianlian, you’re still young, you’ll meet many excellent guys in the future."
Zhuang Lian stubbornly looked at Song Yan, her heart aching fiercely: "As long as you don’t marry me, I won’t marry anyone else, unless the day you truly get married, that’ll be the day I give up."
"Lianlian..."
"Alright, Song Yan, don’t say anymore, I have to check in now."
Zhuang Lian didn’t want to hear any more words of rejection from him, she wiped the tears from the corner of her eye, and before turning around, she couldn’t resist throwing herself into Song Yan’s arms: "I will wait until the day you get married. If I’m not the bride, then I’ll completely give up."
Song Yan’s hands hung limply, unsure where to place them, he didn’t know how to talk to Zhuang Lian right now.
Zhuang Lian leaned against Song Yan’s chest, clearly able to hear his heartbeat, desperately wishing this moment could be frozen in time.
Song Yan coughed lightly a couple of times, raised his hand and placed it on Zhuang Lian’s shoulder, gently pushing her away: "Lianlian, don’t be like this."
Zhuang Lian raised her hand to tuck her tear-damp hair behind her ear, her light voice tinged with a nasal tone: "I’m leaving now." After speaking, she pushed her suitcase towards the boarding gate.
Watching Zhuang Lian leave, Song Yan turned around and walked briskly toward Han Xi and the others.
"Brother, did you just reject Lianlian?"
Song Yan took Song Mengmeng from Lu Jinghan’s arms, glancing sideways at Han Xi: "You knew early on, didn’t you?"
"Zhuang Lian told me before, but she didn’t let me tell you. I think Lianlian is really good, aren’t you going to reconsider?"
Han Xi leaned her head on Lu Jinghan’s shoulder, feeling it would be a pity if Song Yan missed the chance with Zhuang Lian.
"Don’t worry about me, have you not been nauseous lately?" Song Yan changed the subject.
"It’s not as bad as it used to be. Dad called me yesterday saying he and Aunt Shen would come over in the next couple of days."
"Hmm, I know."
Walking out of the airport, Han Xi couldn’t help but shiver from the cold. It had just snowed in An City last night, and the weather was colder than usual.
Lu Jinghan took off his scarf and put it on the girl, holding her hand inside his coat pocket.
"We’ll probably have to leave Mengmeng with you for a couple of days; it’s really busy at the hospital and I can’t take leave. I’ll pick her up once Aunt and Dad arrive."
Song Yan truly didn’t have time to take care of Mengmeng, so he had to leave the little girl in Han Xi and Lu Jinghan’s care.
"Don’t worry, brother, Mengmeng will stay with us for the next few days."
Lu Jinghan also nodded, taking the little girl from Song Yan’s arms.