There was no way he would let this villain fool him with just a few words!
"I did hide my identity before. I’m sorry, Yuyu."
Ding Yixin’s voice sounded serious.
His apology made a sudden sour wave rise in Rong Xingyu’s chest for no reason.
His eyes even turned a little red.
Then he heard Ding Yixin say, "I really want to be in a relationship with you."
"...Eh?"
Rong Xingyu quickly lifted his head and looked into Ding Yixin’s dark eyes, as if trying to find the truth hidden inside them.
He asked uncertainly, "R-Really?"
But as soon as the words left his mouth, he lowered his head again like a deflating balloon and muttered unhappily.
"But don’t you need honesty to make friends?"
He had even said he was a doctor... even though he was actually the richest man in the whole capital.
Who knew why a proper domineering CEO would suddenly decide to go work in a school as a simple school doctor?
Rich people’s thoughts were too strange to understand.
Ding Yixin silently took out his phone, tapped a few times on the screen, then held it out facing Rong Xingyu.
"This is my medical license. And this is the hiring letter from Qibao Dwith School."
Rong Xingyu: "???"
He blinked his eyes and leaned closer to look carefully at the screen.
It really was the electronic version of a medical license! And it’s 100% real!
...So why on earth would a ruthless villain from a novel go and take an exam for this!?
It couldn’t be that he did it just to be more professional when cutting people open, so his hand would be steadier with a scalpel, right?
Rong Xingyu’s expression became a little complicated.
He pressed his lips together and the firm feeling he had a moment ago suddenly wavered a little.
Rong Xingyu turned his head to the side, refusing to look at Ding Yixin in front of him.
He heard Ding Yixin let out a soft laugh filled with bitterness. He said, "If I had told you my real identity from the start, would you still act the same and get close to me without worry?"
Rong Xingyu: "..."
He opened his mouth but couldn’t force himself to say "yes."
It was true.
If he had known from the beginning that Dr. Rong was the villain in the original story, he would definitely have stayed far away from him.
If he couldn’t afford to provoke him, he could at least avoid him!
So... in that sense... it was understandable.
Besides, Rong Xingyu himself also carried many secrets he could never say out loud.
So even though his face didn’t show anything, after hearing Ding Yixin’s words, in his heart he could already understand him.
Ding Yixin saw that Rong Xingyu’s hand had unconsciously clenched the front of his down jacket.
A hint of something deep flashed in his eyes.
He looked a little sad as he said, "Yuyu, I truly want to be with you. Hiding my identity from you was where I failed you and your trust."
Rong Xingyu: "..."
This strange feeling of having his emotions pulled around by someone else’s words made him uncomfortable. He muttered in a small sulking voice, "Anyway, I can’t win when I argue with you!"
Ding Yixin found this side of him so cute that his heart softened. He coaxed him gently, "I’m not asking you to forgive me. Just give me a chance to make up for the mistake I made, alright?"
If anyone who knew Ding Yixin were here like Ding Wei and saw his uncle acting so humble and soft, he would definitely doubt their own eyes on the spot.
He might even doubt his whole life: Uncle actually knows how to coax someone?? It’s impossible to imagine...
Ding Yixin’s voice was low and deep, like it carried a hook with it.
Even though he didn’t move closer, Rong Xingyu still felt his ears itch.
He reached up and rubbed his earlobe without thinking.
And then Ding Yixin had to add a magnetic "hmm?" at the end of his sentence.
Rong Xingyu: "..."
He had just opened his mouth, not even managing to say a single word, when he suddenly let out a small sneeze.
Ding Yixin’s expression changed.
He took Rong Xingyu’s hands in his own palms to warm them.
His soft hands felt like two little blocks of ice.
"It’s too cold. Let’s go back inside, Yuyu."
Rong Xingyu tried to pull his hand back.
He pulled hard, but his hand didn’t come free.
Rong Xingyu: "..."
He could only nod and give a soft "okay."
No one knew when the snow had stopped.
The thick layer of snow on the ground looked like a silver white carpet.
Rong Xingyu turned around, wanting to go back. He had just lifted his leg when his foot sank straight into the soft snow.
He was still wearing those same fluffy white slippers and inside them his feet were bare.
Rong Xingyu: "..."
By the time he walked back, the slippers would probably be completely soaked.
Rong Xingyu pressed his lips together, but then he saw Ding Yixin crouch down in front of him. "Yuyu, come on. I’ll carry you back."
Looking at the broad back in front of him, Rong Xingyu shook his head quickly. "No need, I can walk by myself."
But Ding Yixin insisted that this was part of making up for everything.
Seeing that they were about to fall into a stalemate again, Rong Xingyu had no choice but to obediently lean forward and lie on Ding Yixin’s back.
Although Ding Yixin’s body did not look exaggeratedly strong, the moment Rong Xingyu lay on his back, he realized how broad and solid it was.
It made him feel strangely safe.
Ding Yixin reached back to hold onto Rong Xingyu’s legs and stood up.
He carried Rong Xingyu steadily as he walked toward the villa’s entrance.
Ever since Rong Xingyu was little, no one had carried him on their back again.