Kyla smiled. âI wished the newlyweds a happy marriage.â
âHow boring.â He commented.
She smiled and said nothing, but the priest then said, âThe groom may now kiss the bride.â
Kyla suddenly turned sideways, wrapped her hands around Martin Weissâs neck, stood on tiptoes, and pressed her lips to his.
Martin Weiss froze. There was a flicker of mixed emotion in his eyes. Suddenly, the memory of him and her coming to the church flashed through his mind.
She was smiling as she wrapped her arms around his neck and said, âMartin, why donât we have our wedding in this church someday?â
âItâs your call,â he said. It was only a casual assent at the time because he did not think he would ever marry her at all. He only approached her to get revenge.
However, she smiled contentedly at his answer. âThank you!
said happily before kissing him on the lips.
She was now kissing him on the lips in the same way.
Her gentle lips pressed on his slightly cool lips, making his Adamâs apple roll. A certain desire seemed to rise in his body.
It took all his self-control to suppress that desire.
âStop! Stop it! âMartin Weiss shouted desperately in his head. His self-control was shattered by her simple kiss.
If this went on⦠he probably would not be able to last much longer.
He wanted to push her away, but his body was so stiff that he could not even push her away.
Just as Martin Weissâs arms could not help wanting to embrace her, Kylaâs lips finally left his. It also quickly brought his sanity back.
He withdrew his hands stiffly, feeling glad that he had not embraced her.
âThat was close⦠Maybe Iâm close to surrendering.â
Kylaâs red lips gently uttered two words, âThank you.â
He froze. It was the same words she had said when she kissed him in the church back then., âWhy are you⦠thanking me?â he asked hoarsely.
âBecause you didnât push me away,â she said. The kiss seemed to have brought her back to the age when she was carefree and thought romance was beautiful.
However, time was the most ruthless thing in the world. It would not return after it was gone.
âCome on,â she said as she turned around to walk out the church exit.
Martin Weiss pressed his thin lips tightly and followed Kyla out of the church.
âWhere next?â he asked.
âWeâre getting lunch at the restaurant we used to go to. I looked it up online, and itâs still around,â she said.
The restaurant from ten years ago was still around. When they arrived at the restaurant, there were not many people inside, and it had many empty seats.
The two sat down at a table, and Kyla nostalgically looked through the menu. Many of the dishes on the menu were still the same as she remembered.
She ordered some dishes she remembered. Then, she asked Martin Weiss, âWhat about you? What else do you want?â
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