More than once, he had even developed the illusion that he had once lost Rong Xingyu.
This time, Ding Yixin had been too impatient, wanting to lay bare all of his ugliness in front of Rong Xingyu.
Ding Yixin remained silent.
Rong Xingyu couldn’t get an answer from him, and his heart gradually sank.
He clenched his teeth and, as if using all his strength, pushed Ding Yixin away.
Ding Yixin wasn’t prepared and staggered back half a step from the push.
"Dr. Ding, I don’t like it when you treat me like this."
As he spoke, tears slid down from the corners of Rong Xingyu’s eyes.
Ding Yixin instinctively raised his hand to catch them, and the tear happened to fall right into his palm, carrying a heat that felt as though it could burn.
Ding Yixin’s heart was scorched by that single tear.
"Yuyu..."
He who usually calm and composed, someone who could make all of the people in the capital tremble with a single stomp, suddenly became flustered and at a loss in front of Rong Xingyu.
Ding Yixin raised his hand to cradle Rong Xingyu’s face and coaxing him with heartache in his voice. "It’s my fault. Don’t cry, baby."
But the gentler his tone became, the more it seemed like a catalyst.
Rong Xingyu suddenly burst into loud sobs.
"It’s... It’s all your fault," Rong Xingyu choked out between sobs. "You... This is... This is an invasion, an invasion of my privacy."
Aside from when he was in bed, Rong Xingyu had never cried like this before.
This time, Ding Yixin truly panicked.
He quickly pulled Rong Xingyu into his arms, no matter what Rong Xingyu said, he simply followed along with him and kept agreeing.
"Yes, it’s all my fault."
"You’re not respecting me like this. I... I don’t like it."
The more Rong Xingyu spoke, the more aggrieved he felt, the sadder he became.
He wasn’t some object; he was an independent person.
How could Dr. Rong treat him like this?
In a surge of anger, Rong Xingyu spoke without thinking. "I want to break u... Mmph!"
Rong Xingyu’s chin was lifted by Ding Yixin and the unfinished words disappeared between lips and tongue.
"Mm!"
Rong Xingyu hadn’t expected Ding Yixin to kiss him just like that.
Ding Yixin’s hand was like an iron clamp locked tightly around Rong Xingyu’s lower back, leaving him nowhere to retreat.
Rong Xingyu turned his face away, as if he didn’t want to see Ding Yixin.
But his chin was caught again and he was forced back to face forward.
Ding Yixin bent down and gently kissed away the remaining tear tracks on Rong Xingyu’s face.
"Yuyu, never say those two words again, okay?"
Rong Xingyu’s mind was still in disarray from that kiss.
He looked into Ding Yixin’s pitch black eyes and took a moment before realizing that Ding Yixin was referring to the words "break up."
Ding Yixin’s kiss had been urgent, almost as if he were pleading.
Seeing Ding Yixin like this, Rong Xingyu’s heart softened uncontrollably.
He choked out a reply. "Okay."
Why was it that even though Dr. Rong had done something so excessive, Rong Xingyu still couldn’t bring himself to refuse his request?
You’re really hopeless Rong Xingyu.
Rong Xingyu’s gaze passed over Ding Yixin and landed on the crystal chandelier above.
He had never told anyone that in his previous world, even though he had been busy making a living every day and had family members who depended on each other, he always felt as if he had been preset, pushed forward by life without any choice.
That was, until he lost his life in a car accident and, by a twist of fate, came to this world inside a book.
Sometimes Rong Xingyu felt like he was a seed.
No matter what kind of environment he was thrown into, he would take root with all his strength, draw nourishment from the land beneath his feet, and grow tenaciously.
And now, without realizing it, Rong Xingyu had formed so many bonds and attachments in this world.
But the more a person gains, the more they inevitably fear losing it all.
Rong Xingyu didn’t know that his expression at this moment was extremely complicated.
His brows were tightly furrowed and his lips were pressed into a straight line.
Ding Yixin reached out and rested his hand against Rong Xingyu’s face, his thumb gently rubbing over the reddened corner of Rong Xingyu’s eyes as he asked, "What’s wrong?"
Looking at Rong Xingyu who seemed a little dazed, Ding Yixin spoke in a low voice, "Yuyu, no matter what it is, you can tell me."
Rong Xingyu lifted his eyes to look at him and saw his own reflection in Ding Yixin’s pitch black pupils.
Ding Yixin’s gaze was gentle and deeply affectionate, as if it could contain everything about Rong Xingyu, including the secrets he had never told anyone, the truths he could not bring himself to speak aloud.
As if bewitched, a thought suddenly surfaced in Rong Xingyu’s mind.
Driven by an impulse that he didn’t know where it came from, Rong Xingyu suddenly wanted to tell Ding Yixin everything.
His previous life, the original owner of this body that was now in an unknown place and the mysterious text messages he had received some time ago.
That way, Rong Xingyu could finally share with Ding Yixin the worry and fear he had been burying deep in his heart all this time.
Ding Yixin watched the expressions on Rong Xingyu’s face shift constantly, his eyes darkening slightly.
He could sense Rong Xingyu’s inner struggle, so he lowered his head and pressed a light kiss to Rong Xingyu’s lips.
Ding Yixin lowered his voice and spoke as if coaxing him, "No matter what it is, you can tell me, Yuyu. I’m always here. Let me face it together with you, okay?"
"Will you believe me?" Rong Xingyu looked into Ding Yixin’s eyes and asked softly.