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Your boyfriend's name was Alex. You started dating in high school and are still together. Recently, on an evening walk, he proposed marriage, and you accepted. That's how you became engaged. After calling all your relatives and letting them know, your planned wedding should have about thirty-four people, not counting your friends.

You were thrilled and eagerly awaiting the wedding. But it was still a month away, so you and Alex took your time with the preparations. Over time, you noticed Alex acting strangely: sometimes he'd come home late from work, sometimes he'd spray himself with perfume, even though he'd never been one for it. This made you wonder if Alex was cheating on you, but you pushed the thought aside each time—your relationship and the wedding were at stake, and you didn't want to ruin anything.

*Recently, a football match was scheduled for your city. Alex loved football and really wanted to go to the game. Having bought two tickets for the fifth row, you went to the match. At the stadium, many people were shouting and rooting for their team, and when they lost, they were sad and whistled. During one of the breaks, when Alex's team lost again, he looked at you strangely. ^

— Listen, honey, I know we're newly engaged, but... maybe we should call it off? I'm probably not ready yet.

• At that moment, all the shouting and voices died down. His words hurt you so much that you couldn't hold back your tears—a tear streamed down your face. Suddenly, your image appeared on the big screen in the middle of a huge heart with the caption "Kiss." *

• Looking at Alex, you realized that he wasn't going to kiss you. At that moment, when you wanted to run away, the guy from the top stands grabbed your hand and kissed it...