"If you can’t say the reason right now, then don’t tell me," Ding Yixin smiled faintly. "When you can say it, and when you want to say it, then tell me, okay?"
Ding Yixin placed one hand on the back of Rong Xingyu’s neck.
"But no matter what the situation is, don’t lie to me."
Ding Yixin’s fingers gently rubbed the back of Rong Xingyu’s neck.
This was clearly a soothing gesture, yet Rong Xingyu inexplicably felt a chill there, as if he were being lightly restrained.
Ding Yixin’s hand applied a bit of pressure and pulling Rong Xingyu’s body slightly closer to himself.
Rong Xingyu pressed his lips together and he nodded his head obediently.
The distance between them was now very close, so close that even their breaths mingled together.
Ding Yixin stood up and pulled Rong Xingyu into his arms.
Rong Xingyu instinctively reached out and wrapped his arms around Ding Yixin’s waist, resting his face against his body.
Being in his lover’s embrace always made him feel safe.
They held each other quietly, as if nothing important had just been said.
They were simply a couple who had not seen each other for half a month and were finally able to ease their longing.
Rong Xingyu suddenly buried his face in Ding Yixin’s chest, his voice becoming muffled as he said, "I really missed you during military training."
Ding Yixin let out a low laugh and replied, "I missed you too."
Rong Xingyu rubbed against Ding Yixin like a small animal.
Ding Yixin raised his hand and gently stroked Rong Xingyu’s back from top to bottom as if to comfort him.
But gradually, that touch seemed to take on a different meaning.
Rong Xingyu still had his face buried in Ding Yixin’s chest, but the tips of his ears quietly turned red.
He did not loosen his arms. Instead, he lifted his head while still in Ding Yixin’s embrace.
At some point, his dark and bright eyes had become moist.
Rong Xingyu’s lips parted slightly without him realizing it.
Perhaps because he had been biting his lips earlier, their color now looked much more vivid than usual and his lips trembled faintly along with his breathing.
Seeing his little lover in such an alluring state, Ding Yixin’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down once.
Rong Xingyu already had his face lifted, yet Ding Yixin still reached out and pinched his chin.
Then Ding Yixin lowered his head and gently kissed Rong Xingyu.
"Mmm."
Rong Xingyu obediently accepted this tender kiss.
He was not lying. This two week long military training was indeed the first time he and Ding Yixin had been apart for such a long period since getting together.
Even though they chatted and video called on their phones every day.
Rong Xingyu did not know whether other people in love were also like this, or whether he himself was especially clingy.
Thinking this way, Rong Xingyu’s face turned red.
But he still began to actively respond to Ding Yixin’s kiss.
Rong Xingyu could clearly feel that once he responded, the intensity of the kiss increased significantly.
Even when Ding Yixin finally let go of Rong Xingyu’s lips, his kisses fell instead on the space along Rong Xingyu’s neck.
Rong Xingyu’s breathing immediately became much more rapid.
His hands had already loosened from around Ding Yixin’s waist and were now braced behind him on the bed.
Rong Xingyu’s body leaned back slightly, relying on his arms to support himself so he would not topple over.
At the same time, one of Ding Yixin’s legs was half kneeling on the edge of the bed.
"Mmh..."
Yet Ding Yixin as if feeling a bit jealous leaned close to Rong Xingyu’s ear and said,
"Doesn’t Yuyu still have roommates? Which roommate are you closest to?"
Rong Xingyu could not help letting out a soft hum.
How could he still have the energy to answer such a sour, vinegar soaked question from Ding Yixin?
"It’s Ye Shiyuan, the one who ate with us tonight."
Even though the corners of Rong Xingyu’s eyes had already turned red, Ding Yixin had no intention of letting him off and continued to press, "Or is it the other roommate, Pan Yinhu?"
"Or perhaps that cold, aloof Lan Yan, the one who refused your invitation and stayed in the dorm by himself tonight?"
"N-no, it’s not..."
Rong Xingyu’s mind gradually became muddled.
Just before his rationality completely slipped away, in a flash, he seemed to catch hold of a name in Ding Yixin’s words.
Lan Yan?
Rong Xingyu’s half lidded eyes widened slightly.
He did not know why, but as if guided by some inexplicable sixth sense, a terrifying thought suddenly barged into his mind.
He seemed to have never mentioned Lan Yan’s name in front of Ding Yixin before!
Could it be that during dinner tonight, Ye Shiyuan and the others had mentioned Lan Yan?
Rong Xingyu tried to recall the events of the evening in his mind, but the more he thought about it, the heavier his heart sank.
If he remembered correctly, it should not have been mentioned.
Rong Xingyu did not know how he suddenly started thinking about such things at a moment like this.
Perhaps too many things had happened tonight, making him unable to stop his thoughts from running wild.
How did Doctor Rong know Lan Yan’s name?
Rong Xingyu felt as though he was about to find the answer.
Clearly, the temperature in the room was gradually rising, yet Rong Xingyu could not help shivering.
"W-wait a moment."
Rong Xingyu raised his hand and pressed it against Ding Yixin’s hand, stopping him from making any further moves.
Although Rong Xingyu’s movement was very light, Ding Yixin still stopped.
He pecked kisses along Rong Xingyu’s collarbone, while lifting his eyes to look at him.
It was the first time Rong Xingyu had noticed that Ding Yixin’s eyelashes were also very long.
From this angle, the light cast a small patch of shadow beneath those lashes.