Even if his eldest brother and the others did not know any of this, they still treated him as their real younger brother.
Thinking about it, it was rather wondrous, things that had originally belonged to him would, no matter how many twists and turns they went through, eventually return to his side.
But right now, what Rong Xingyu wanted most was...
"Dr. Ding, let’s go home."
To hell with plots, novels, this world or that world. Right now, all he wanted was to go home together with Ding Yixin.
Ding Yixin lowered his head and placed a kiss on Rong Xingyu’s forehead.
"Alright. Let’s go home."
Only after the white light dissipated did Ding Yixin remove the hand covering Rong Xingyu’s eyes.
Rong Xingyu blinked his eyes and adjusting to the suddenly dim environment.
After seeing the scene before him clearly, Rong Xingyu could not help but open his mouth in surprise.
It was still the garage where the proposal had taken place.
Rong Xingyu and Ding Yixin exchanged a glance, and the two of them smiled at each other in perfect tacit understanding.
"What should we do? It seems there won’t be any more surprises anymore," Ding Yixin said with what seemed like a helpless smile.
Rong Xingyu shook his head and raised his hand to flip open the sun visor.
The sea of stars that Ding Yixin had given him lit up once more.
Yet Rong Xingyu’s eyes were even more dazzling than this sea of stars, as if all the stars in the sky had fallen into his gaze.
"I’m willing."
Rong Xingyu’s cheeks were slightly flushed, but the gaze he directed at Ding Yixin was as firm as it had always been.
"No matter how many times it happens, my answer will never change. I am willing."
Casting aside the shyness in his heart, Rong Xingyu took the initiative to place his hand into Ding Yixin’s upturned palm.
His nails were always carefully trimmed, looking rounded and cute.
His fingers were also very slender.
Ding Yixin stared at Rong Xingyu’s face, only lowering his head with a smile when he had made Rong Xingyu so embarrassed that he bit down on his lower lip.
Holding Rong Xingyu’s hand, his movements were gentle as he slowly slid the ring onto Rong Xingyu’s middle finger.
At the moment the ring was fully in place, Rong Xingyu suddenly felt as though his heart had been filled to the brim.
The smile on his face deepened even more.
Rong Xingyu picked up the matching ring meant for the one on his own finger and just as carefully put it onto Ding Yixin’s finger.
He then laid his own hand over the back of Ding Yixin’s hand.
Ding Yixin’s hand was a full size larger than Rong Xingyu’s.
Rong Xingyu threaded his fingers through Ding Yixin’s, the matching rings worn on their middle fingers nestling closely against each other.
Wearing rings on the middle finger symbolized that the two were already engaged, and deeply in love.
Rong Xingyu looked at the pair of rings and felt as if, invisibly, something had truly bound him and Doctor Rong together.
Thinking this way, the upward curve of Rong Xingyu’s lips never faded.
He did not know what other lovers felt at moments like this, but Rong Xingyu knew that he himself was unbelievably happy right now.
Rong Xingyu was no longer sitting in the passenger seat; instead, he was sitting on Ding Yixin’s lap.
The two of them were squeezed into the driver’s seat, yet it did not feel cramped at all.
Rong Xingyu gently swayed Ding Yixin’s hand and could not help but sigh softly, "This is really wonderful, Dr. Ding."
Ding Yixin, however, raised an eyebrow and leaned close to Rong Xingyu’s ear, he then lowering his voice as he said, "Why are you still calling me Dr. Ding, Yuyu? Shouldn’t you change how you address me now?"
Rong Xingyu: "Th-then, what should I call you?"
When he heard the two words Ding Yixin slowly whispered into his ear, Rong Xingyu’s face instantly flushed red.
Ding Yixin even seemed to do it on purpose as he lightly kissing the tip of Rong Xingyu’s ear.
After a long while, Rong Xingyu finally let out a sound as soft as a mosquito’s buzz from his throat.
"Husband."
As soon as he said it, Rong Xingyu could not help but bury his face deeply into Ding Yixin’s chest.
Like a little ostrich trying to escape reality.
But now that he had finally heard what he wanted to hear, how could someone possibly let Rong Xingyu, who was trying to play dead, get away so easily?
Ding Yixin’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.
He leaned close to Rong Xingyu’s ear, his voice growing hoarse.
"Yuyu, say it again."
Rong Xingyu: "..."
Ding Yixin’s voice was already low and magnetic to begin with, and now he was speaking so close to Rong Xingyu’s ear.
Rong Xingyu felt a wave of tingling numbness spread through his ear.
The face still buried in Ding Yixin’s chest flushed traitorously red.
That one call just now had already used up most of Rong Xingyu’s courage, and now he was being asked to say it again...
Rong Xingyu shook his head, trying his best to express his refusal.
But Ding Yixin kept pecking kisses against Rong Xingyu’s earlobe, coaxing him as if casting a spell.
"Say it again please, my baby Yuyu."
Rong Xingyu: "..."
Help, T-T!
Rong Xingyu bit his lower lip, feeling like he was about to lose his resolve.
At that moment, a soft and wet sensation suddenly brushed against Rong Xingyu’s earlobe.
Rong Xingyu’s body trembled sharply, then went limp, his breathing involuntarily growing rapid.
This sensation!
Dr. Ding was actually...
"D-don’t do this..." Rong Xingyu gasped twice, trying to keep his voice from trembling too much. "Husband—mm!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Rong Xingyu was kissed by Ding Yixin.
No more words could be spoken; he could only completely soften into a puddle of water in Ding Yixin’s arms.