On their second day in London, Gu Mingxuan took Li Xia back to the place where they had confessed their feelings. Then, near Big Ben, he dropped to one knee and proposed to her.
She covered her mouth, a look of surprise appearing on her face.
"Teacher Gu, although I knew you brought me here to propose, seeing you actually propose still feels a little surreal."
That aloof, unapproachable man was proposing to her just like that?
Li Xia instinctively touched her pants pocket. There was also a ring box inside, and she had wanted to propose to Teacher Gu too.
"So, do you accept?" Gu Mingxuan asked calmly.
"Of course I accept. Why wouldn't I?"
Blushing, Li Xia held out her arm and let Gu Mingxuan put the ring on her finger.
"I heard girls cry when they're proposed to. Why didn't I cry?"
Looking at the ring now on her finger, Li Xia examined it again and again before suddenly asking curiously.
"So why didn't you cry?" Gu Mingxuan followed her lead and asked.
"I didn't cry?"
Li Xia looked at Gu Mingxuan. Tears had already begun gathering in her eyes.
It wasn't that she hadn't cried; her reaction was simply a little slow, and the tears were only coming now.
Over the past few days, they had revisited their memories of London, going everywhere they had once been.
Places they had once visited alone had now become places for two.
They took pictures together at those places and checked in at the gates of their respective universities.
Until the day they were about to leave London, Gu Mingxuan glanced at Li Xia's pants pocket and softly asked, "There's been something in your pocket these past few days, but I never saw you take it out. What is