He stared straight into her eyes for quite a while before speaking, "Wife, I’ve been remembering the time when I first started courting you."
"Oh?" Di Jinxuan raised an eyebrow. "What about the time when you courted me?"
"When I was courting you." Nangong Jin hesitated, his thoughts tangled for quite some time, but eventually he continued, "To be honest, I was already attracted to you from the beginning. That night—it was the night when your fourth sister was arguing with your eldest brother, and we were at Dihai Lantian. That night, I was talking to Di Xiaxia, and you suddenly squeezed your way in, right between us. Maybe you didn’t notice it, but at the time, you were wearing shorts, and... your little rear end was brushing against my thigh.
Maybe it was in that moment that my heart skipped for you. I thought you were so pure, like a child—cute, naive, and a little silly. But I didn’t pay much attention to that feeling at first. Then, when you went to college, and I accompanied you to the dance department, I suddenly kissed you. It was because... I really wanted to kiss you. Of course, it might have also been my personality—impulsive, playful. I won’t deny that it had a bit of a joking element to it then, but I still stick to what I said: if I truly didn’t have feelings for you at all, I wouldn’t have made such a joke.
Later, you rejected me, very strongly rejected me. You know, no woman had ever turned me down before, so back then, I was quite upset. Maybe even a little prideful and stubborn, thinking it didn’t matter that you didn’t agree—I had no shortage of women. But now, as I look back, I realize just how absurd my thoughts were back then. Wife... the more I think about it, the more upset I become, and the guilt weighs heavier on me. I could choose not to tell you all this, but I believe, now that we’re about to get married, we should be honest.
I don’t know how else to express this to you—kneeling is the only way that feels right. Wife, you’re the first and only woman I’ve ever knelt before in this world. I’ve never knelt before my parents, not even as a child. But now, I willingly kneel before you. I hope you can forgive my chauvinism, my carelessness, and all my past wrongs. I hope you won’t hold onto a grudge, thinking that your husband didn’t truly care about you in the beginning and was only fooling around. In truth, I care about you deeply, sincerely, I really do."
As Nangong Jin spoke, his sincerity grew more apparent, as if he were baring his heart and soul, dissecting everything meticulously without any pretense or cover.
In fact, if he hadn’t said all of this, Di Jinxuan wouldn’t have known. But still, he chose to tell her.
After finishing, he gazed directly at Di Jinxuan, his voice carrying a cautious tone, "Wife, can you forgive your husband?"

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