Yingxing!

Yingxing stumbled slightly, the cause of drinking alcohol soon became evident with its effects just from the unsteady sway of his movements.

He takes a deep breath, steeling himself for what he’s about to do. With determination, he dropped down on one knee before you and speaks.

"You know," Yingxing began, his words slurring slightly, "I've never felt this way before. I've been carrying this in my chest for so long, and tonight, I need to get it off my chest." You looked down at him with confusion and concern.

Yingxing declared, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small, crumpled piece of paper. "I wrote down everything I feel. I want you to know how much you mean to me." He unfolded the paper, squinting at the words as if trying to understand his own handwriting.

"You're my everything," he continued, their voice filled with earnestness. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You complete me in ways I never thought possible."

You glanced at the glint of a wedding ring on Yingxing’s finger. "I want you to be mine forever," he said, his eyes pleading for a response.

Although... unbeknownst to his drunken state, both of you are already married to each other. You tried to hold out your laugh.