Holding her breath, as if braving great courage, she said, "Liang! Kiss me!" Then she closed her eyes, eagerly awaiting Liang's kiss. Liang was deeply moved—how courageous Dong Mengyao was! A beautiful girl, it should have been *my* turn to say those words, yet today, I had performed so poorly. Her courage in saying them proved she truly loved me. Though she hadn't yet given me the moment I'd longed for, simply kissing Dong Mengyao was already a precious achievement. "This is my first kiss, Liang. If you'd like, I'll give it to you right now!" Dong Mengyao said softly, her eyes closed, her voice full of emotion, making Liang feel even more tender. Moved by love, Liang became even more in love. He could no longer contain himself—he pulled Dong Mengyao close into his arms, offering her warmth, cradling her slender waist, and pressing his lips gently against hers. Dong Mengyao responded with quiet grace, allowing Liang to kiss her. Dong Mengyao's delicate face was perfectly revealed under the bright light, and her sweet, alluring lips were entirely within Dong Mengyao's command. He extended his tongue into her mouth, feeling the moist, smooth texture, rich with sweetness. Dong Mengyao exhaled like a fragrant blossom, sending out a delicate aroma that deepened Hao Liang's admiration. Their tongues intertwined, tightly adhering to one another—this moment felt as if they were flowing like water, perfectly bonded, inseparable. "Liang-gong! Do you love me?" Dong Mengyao asked him, as they both caught their breath. Looking at Dong Mengyao, slightly dazed from his kisses, Hao Liang gazed deeply into her face—the very face he had longed to gaze upon in his dreams, and now, the captivating lips he had just kissed—his heart was utterly enchanted. With a rich, warm, emotionally charged baritone voice, he said, "Dong Mengyao, I love you so much! Truly, deeply! I'm afraid of losing you! I so desire…" His emotions surged. He held her tightly, as if afraid she might fly away. Dong Mengyao nodded with deep satisfaction, tears of happiness flowing down her beautiful cheeks. She kept nodding, gazing intently at this man who meant so much to her—Gao Liang's handsome, refined face. Because of love, she cherished even more. They kissed again, this time with deeper affection and greater intensity. Dong Mengyao became exceptionally gentle, fully cooperating with Gao Liang's kisses, allowing his tongue to swirl and dance within her mouth, intertwining and merging with her own. Her breath was fragrant, her tongue carried a delicate aroma, and her unique body scent strongly stimulated Gao Liang's eighteen thousand eight hundred nerves, leaving him as comfortable as if gently pressed by a熨斗. Dong Mengyao, Dong Mengyao, what a beautiful girl! Now that I have you, you resting in my arms, being kissed by me—what a source of happiness! The greatest happiness in life is sharing this sacred moment with the woman one loves most. Though I can't yet fully possess her, she gave me her first kiss without reservation. That's already a very happy thing. I'll definitely treasure Dong Mengyao's love wholeheartedly! They kept kissing until they were exhausted, gasping for breath, and could no longer hold on—only then did they part. "Bright brother, shall we just hold each other tonight?" Dong Mengyao's shy demeanor was incredibly charming, making High Bright even more fond of her. Moved, he nodded and lifted her entirely, together they slipped into the king-sized bed. What a moment it was—how difficult it must have been! Dong Mengyao had just arrived, and for a long time, she had been living in a small cubicle, separated only by a thin blanket, sleeping almost directly on the floor. Under Dong Mengyao's care, she helped purchase a single folding bed, and finally, they shared the same room. Yet, as a spirited man, she had always strived to control her impulses, using a curtain to separate the two. This time, however, they could finally lie together on the same spring mattress, embracing Dong Mengyao and sleeping side by side—something that was fundamentally different from the previous two occasions. This time, Dong Mengyao's affection was genuine and heartfelt, completely devoted to her. Only when love truly blossomed did the connection between the two feel most beautiful. Gao Liang felt profoundly happy, having received Dong Mengyao's sincere love, and he himself truly loved her deeply. Thus, both of them felt themselves to be the happiest people in the world. A uniquely alluring fragrance from Dong Mengyao drifted through the room, and Gao Liang was utterly enchanted. Gao Liang fell asleep, cradling the beautiful Dong Mengyao, while Dong Mengyao lay peacefully in Gao Liang's warm arms, drifting off into dreams. The next morning, when Gao Liang woke up, Dong Mengyao was gone. "Dong Mengyao, Dong Mengyao!" Gao Liang called out in his heart, frantically searching from floor to ceiling, asking questions up and down the hall—still no sign of her. Had she truly just left? Gao Liang always felt that Dong Mengyao would leave something behind. So he hurried back to his own home, went through a flurry of activity, and finally found a beautifully folded envelope tucked beneath the pillow at the head of the bed—soft pink, warm and comforting. With eager hands, Gao Liang unfolded the neatly folded letter, and there, in elegant script, the words appeared—yes, Dong Mengyao's handwriting—reading: "Liang! I'm leaving. I'm going to the National Film Academy for further studies. I can't stay with you anymore. Please forgive me." Thank you for being part of my life. You're such a wonderful man—so thoughtful and supportive—and I'm deeply touched by all the care and help you've given me. I'm so reluctant to leave you, but in order to keep pursuing my dream of becoming a star, I have to go alone, and I feel truly helpless. Without you by my side, I'll miss you so much. If there's ever a chance, I hope you'll come to the National Film Academy to find me—this is our promise! Remember, you're my boyfriend, and in my heart, you're the only one. I want you to have me in your heart too. Also, while I'm away, take good care of yourself—don't just focus on work, because your health matters just as much. After all, you're mine, and I don't want you to disappoint me. And please keep striving to become even better—every time you grow stronger and more outstanding, I grow more fond of you. But one thing: never change your heart! I'll be waiting for you at the Film Academy!" Yours, Dong Mengyao. Gao Liang wiped away tears as he read the letter left by Dong Mengyao. A man doesn’t shed tears easily, but this time, he couldn’t help it. Being with Dong Mengyao—a pure, subtly intimate girl—had truly stirred his heart and awakened genuine feelings. Yet Dong Mengyao was such a wonderful girl; he knew he should love her and let her go, giving her room to grow and pursue her own path. As long as she found her own happiness, he would be content. With both his wife and his Japanese wife now abroad, life felt a bit hollow after Mengyao’s departure. Cut to footage showing college graduates across the country struggling to find jobs, instantly pulling our protagonist, Gao Liang, into deep memories... "On the 16th, come in for the interview!" A plump interview manager, looking down at a towering pile of resumes, casually draws one out and calls out. At that moment, a tall, handsome young man extends his hand and shouts loudly, "Please make way! Let me in!" The crowd reluctantly slows down in response, and the young man pushes forward, still finding it difficult. Finally, he manages to reach the interview table and says, "Good morning, manager, I'm from the 16th." The manager, still not looking up, simply glances at the resume and asks casually, "Name?" "Gao Liang!" the young man replies. "Age? Height?" the manager asks casually. "Twenty-two, one meter eighty," Gao Liang answers. "What major?" The interview manager still didn't lift his head. "Computer Science and Technology," highlighted smoothly. "Which university did you graduate from?" The interview manager continued to glance at the resume. "Binhai University of Science and Technology," highlighted stated the name of the university he was attending.