Seeing Rong Xingyu’s pale face and unusual movent, a trace of darkness flashed in Ding Yixin’s eyes.
He tapped his fingers slowly on his leg. "Yuyu?"
Rong Xingyu seed not to have co back to his senses, so Ding Yixin called his na again.
Sure enough, when Rong Xingyu looked at Ding Yixin, his eyes were red like a little rabbit’s.
But Ding Yixin just smiled and said, "Thanks for waiting. Let’s go back."
Rong Xingyu’s mind was already in complete chaos because of those two sudden ssages and he was clearly distracted.
He couldn’t even rember exactly how he had followed Ding Yixin back ho.
By the ti he finally regained his senses, he had already changed into his loungewear and was sitting on the edge of the bed in the bedroom.
Ding Yixin handed him a cup of warm water and gently said, "Yuyu, have so water."
Rong Xingyu looked up at Ding Yixin, he then held the cup with both hands and lowering his head to sip slowly, one mouthful at a ti.
The water was just the right temperature and it seed to have a little honey in it, giving it a sweet taste.
Both Ding Yixin’s gentle tone and the warm honey water soothed Rong Xingyu’s anxious and unsettled emotions perfectly.
After taking a few sips of water, Rong Xingyu pressed his lips together and finally spoke, "Thank you."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Ding Yixin crouched down in front of him.
Because of Ding Yixin’s height, even while crouching, he didn’t appear much shorter.
Rong Xingyu only needed to lower his head slightly to et Ding Yixin’s eyes directly.
Ding Yixin’s eyes were like deep, black pools.
Even just a single glance made Rong Xingyu feel like he could drown in them.
"Between us, there’s never a need to say ’thank you,’" Ding Yixin said slowly, looking straight into Rong Xingyu’s eyes.
Rong Xingyu opened his mouth as if he wanted to say sothing.
But then he closed his mouth again and biting his lip, he nodded heavily.
Neither of them spoke further.
They just continued to look at each other.
No one knew how much ti passed.
The water cup in Rong Xingyu’s hands had nearly cooled by the ti he finally spoke again.
"I’m sorry," he said quietly.
Rong Xingyu’s eyes suddenly reddened.
He had been unsettled by the two mysterious ssages and paying no attention to Ding Yixin’s feelings.
Putting himself in Ding Yixin’s position, he realized that if Ding Yixin suddenly acted differently, showing a cold or uncommunicative attitude, Rong Xingyu would have been extrely anxious.
But Ding Yixin simply cared for him gently, never once asking about the reason for Rong Xingyu’s behavior.
The trust and respect from Ding Yixin burned hotter than the warm honey water he had just drunk and tasted even sweeter.
It made Rong Xingyu’s heart tremble slightly.
Ding Yixin simply looked at Rong Xingyu without speaking.
Yet from his eyes, Rong Xingyu could read the ssage Ding Yixin wanted to convey, these three words, "I’m sorry," never needed to be spoken.
"I..." Rong Xingyu’s voice quivered and his eyes were hot and wet.
"I can’t tell you the reason yet."
If it weren’t for the two cryptic ssages that evening, Rong Xingyu might have never rembered that he wasn’t actually from this world.
The truth that he ca from another world, or perhaps another dinsion was the deepest secret he buried in his heart.
Perhaps Rong Xingyu had once considered that soday, he might confess to his closest person, that he wasn’t the original Rong Xingyu, but a ghost who had died tragically under a wheel and sohow ended up inhabiting another person’s body.
The ssage wasn’t wrong.
Maybe he really had stolen soone else’s life and was enjoying everything that ca with it.
But even if this world was a fictional novel world, the worldview of this novel was materialistic.
Even if Rong Xingyu confessed that he ca from another world, would these staunch materialists believe him?
What if they thought he was ntally unstable?
So Rong Xingyu had not yet figured out how or when he could tell the truth.
He had to admit that the kindness from his brothers and especially Ding Yixin, was like honey, layer upon layer wrapping him, slowly turning soone who rarely tasted sweetness into a person addicted to it.
Just like earlier, when Rong Xingyu was about to send that ssage to ask about the strange texts, the mont Ding Yixin approached, Rong Xingyu’s instinctive reaction was to hide the ssage and not letting Ding Yixin see it.
After realizing this, Rong Xingyu’s mood beca even more complicated.
He tried to force himself not to think about these things, but all kinds of chaotic thoughts kept desperately drilling into his mind.
Only those who had once gained sothing would fear losing it even more.
The mont he thought about the possibility that he might lose his current family, or even his lover, Rong Xingyu suddenly felt as if a huge hand had tightly seized his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.
Ding Yixin saw Rong Xingyu’s eyes turning red, his pitiful expression making it seem like he might cry at any second.
Rong Xingyu was gripping the water cup tightly, like a little rabbit about to lose its most beloved carrot.
Sothing surged in Ding Yixin’s eyes.
He took the water cup that Rong Xingyu was holding so tightly and placed it on the table beside them.
Then he held Rong Xingyu’s hand in his own.
He looks straight into Rong Xingyu’s eyes, and said, "Yuyu, everyone has their own secrets. I allow your concealnt."
Rong Xingyu’s eyes seed to grow even redder. He stared blankly at Ding Yixin, as if he had not fully processed what Ding Yixin had just said.
If that was the case, wouldn’t Dr. Ding be disappointed in him?
Rong Xingyu only heard Ding Yixin continue speaking.
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