Chapter 37 A Sudden Confession

It was a rest day, and Chen Cinian stayed at home to accompany Fang Ke.

In the morning, I took Fang Ke out for a walk in the woods on a leash. The snow had been falling for too long, so the branches had not turned green yet, and there were no fallen leaves on the ground.

These trees have experienced two full years of winter. If spring doesn't come, they will probably die from lack of sunlight and warmth.

They walked in the snow in the woods, leaving two parallel rows of footprints on the neat snow.

Fang Ke had Shen Qinian's scarf wrapped around his neck. He buried his nose below the tip of his nose in the scarf, and the smell of his breath was warm and moist.

Shen Cinian watched Fang Ke's steps at all times, and when he was about to deviate, he hooked his finger and pulled the rope connecting the two of them.

Fang Ke would adjust his direction and get back on track. The winter sun was still pale. Chen Ci Nian was not walking fast, and he was as comfortable as if he was walking a dog.

But both of them knew very well that this was just necessary rehabilitation exercise, not what they had imagined.

If it's not true, then it's not true. Shen Qinian narrowed his eyes and fixed his gaze on Fang Ke's shiny bald head.

In a few months, the puppy will change its fur and look good.

The yellow-haired guy is really eye-catching.

If it's not, then it's not. The person is gone, maybe he should let it go.

Chen Cinian suddenly stopped and reached out to brush away the falling snow on Fang Ke's head.

It's been over a hundred years, maybe he should start over.

But he still has regrets in his heart and has no plans to start over right now.

He still wanted to hear the little liar say sorry to him.

Find the person first, hear the apology you want to hear, and then say goodbye and live your own lives.

He was ready to let his little saint go. As a priest, one should not be too petty.

Shen Cinian stretched out his hand and called back Fang Ke who had walked in front of him: "Come here, I will take you home."

"Oh." Fang Ke thought he was talking about pulling a rope, and the next second his hand was pulled. He was a little confused for a moment, and then quickly pulled his hand out.

"I can walk by myself!"

He pushed Chen Cinian away with force—and stepped on, oh no, stomped on, Chen Cinian—then walked forward with his head down—then got lost at the doorstep—and then was grabbed by the hand by Chen Cinian without any explanation—and then he became obedient.

The feeling of having someone hold his hand was really weird. It was so weird. His heart felt so full that he was almost feeling sick.

He didn't want to give up his hand, but Shen Cinian had held his hand more than once or twice.

Why…even so, even though they had slept in the same bed, would Shen Cinian still treat him as a stranger?

Do you still need to tell him that they are not familiar with each other?

His memory suddenly went back to the evening before he entered the Twin Village dungeon. The streets were crowded with cars and the traffic lights were flashing with strange halos.

Shen Ci Nian suddenly said to him: "Let's cross the road. I'll hold your hand."

Suddenly he remembered that at the entrance of the convenience store a long time ago, Shen Qinian was wearing the same scarf around his neck that he was wearing now and burying his face in.

Shen Qinian said: "It's too late, it's not safe, I'll take you there."

This relationship was never pursued relentlessly by him alone. It was Shen Qinian who took the first step, and then took another step before he followed.

It was Shen Cinian… who took the initiative to clean up his troubles first.

"End of the year," Fang Ke's fingertips lightly touched the palm of Shen Cinian's hand. On this not-so-bright morning, he confessed himself.

He only asked one question: "Are you a dom?"

It was as if some window paper had been punctured, but Chen Ci Nian did not show any surprise or confusion.

Then he suddenly understood everything: "You are. You have known for a long time that I am the one..."

After a pause, he continued, "Then can we..."

"Not for now," Shen Ci Nian rejected him clearly, his tone was gentle, his eyes were soft, "not necessarily in the future."

"Why?"

Why must it be later? Why can't it be now? Why do I always make him wait? Why can't he wait? Even if he does, he might slip away from my sight.

Fang Ke was about to go crazy again. His free hand had already been quietly clenched, ready to punch Shen Cinian's nose in real life at any moment.

So what if she is a dom, so what if he likes her very much, if you say something that doesn't suit his taste, he will beat her.

"Clean your fists." Shen Qinian turned his head helplessly and looked at Fang Ke. "I hope you understand, do you want to play house with me, or do you really want me to..."

Shen Ci Nian came closer, and the secret that Fang Ke had buried deep in his heart was easily spoken out by Shen Ci Nian.

"You want me to intervene in your life and give me everything you have. Because of my love for you, I will take care of you, guide you, discipline you, always stand by you, and solve all your problems."

"If it's the latter, then I'm sorry," Shen Yinian said calmly, "I can't do it right now. We haven't known each other for long, and I'm sorry to be a little direct with you...but I have to tell you that I don't love you at the moment."

Fang Ke did not loosen his fist, but clenched it even tighter.

"If it's the former, a hypocritical game, then I can play along. But I hope you'll give it serious thought before giving me your answer."

Even if it's fake... I still want it.

But knowing that it is fake, can he really comfort his heart?

After a brief period of indulgence and madness, what you get is probably an even greater emptiness.

"I want..." Fang Ke paused, tilted his head, his ears slightly red, and continued, "You, stand... on my side."

"I can stand by your side, but not necessarily in the way you want. Mr. Fang Ke, it's my personal freedom to hold a different opinion from the public about something or someone, and it's not something special brought about by a certain relationship."

Fang Ke stopped talking, lowered his head, and didn't say a word until he walked back to the living room.

Shen Cinian agreed, but not what he wanted.

Shen Cinian rejected him by agreeing.

Chen Cinian is like this again, always like this, there is nothing wrong with him, and there is no way to refute him.

In the end, I could only choke back all the words in my throat, and then turn them into endless silence.

He is so gentle, considerate and reasonable.

But this gentle knife can find his weak spot exactly.

The knife stabbed him with precision and accuracy, just enough to quiet him down and force him to withdraw his thoughts, but without hurting him too much.

More often than not, moderation is a kind of alienation.

It was as if hugging him all night last night was fake and they were still strangers.

Fang Ke sat on the sofa, in a daze.

Shen Cinian was talking to his family doctor.

About forty minutes later, Shen Ci Nian walked over and put his hand on Fang Ke's shoulder: "When you come back from the dungeon tomorrow morning, Doctor Li will come to your house to perform a secret operation on you to remove the bomb in your heart."

"If I'm not mistaken, it's still a locator. After it's taken out, it will be made into a necklace. You can decide whether to wear it or not. As for the explosive function, I don't plan to keep it."

"No need," Fang Ke frowned, "I can't possibly cooperate with you."

Shen Ci Nian withdrew his hand and said, "Okay, whatever you want."

He sent a message to Li Jin to cancel the trip and turned around to feed the cat.

"Purple, purr," the Ragdoll cat rubbed his calf, with its tail curled upwards and the tip slightly curled.

"Meow~" The kitten raised its head and asked Chen Cinian for a petting.

Shen Cinian fed the cat a piece of freeze-dried food and let it eat it by itself while he went to the sink to wash his hands.

"Meow," the kitten jumped onto the sink, scratched the transparent water column with its claws, and when its paws touched the water, it shook its claws.

"Little Tangyuan, am I going to spoil you?" Shen Qinian scooped water for the cat to drink, "You won't drink the water in the bowl, you have to let me feed you."

Fang Ke's back stiffened on the sofa.

He thought about the glass of milk he didn't drink last night, which had stratified when he woke up in the morning.

He bit his lip, not wanting to compete with the cat.

"Let me see if it's time to deworm," Shen Yinian nodded the cat's head, "I'll have the veterinarian come over to deworm you tomorrow."

"A good cat must deworm on time. Little Tangyuan is the best, isn't he?"

"Meow~"

Fang Ke became more and more unhappy and had a very bad face.

Who are Shen Cinian and this cat talking about when they sing the same tune?

He couldn't sit still anymore, so he stood up and walked upstairs with a thud.

"Meow~"

"Oh, he's not being nice. It's very rude to go up the stairs with so much effort, isn't it? It's okay, we'll just ignore him."

Fang Ke paused, then went upstairs with even greater effort.

He didn't come down all morning until Shen Cinian called him for lunch.

The cat, also called "Little Tangyuan", actually went downstairs at the same time as him, walking in front of him, and its paw pads made no sound as if demonstrating. He couldn't see the cat's elegant walk, but the cat's tail was gently wrapped around his leg, as if asking him to follow.

"……ill."

Sick people keep sick cats.

What the hell is the point of learning?

Fang Ke went his own way and went downstairs with a clatter of his hands.

The cat sat on the stairs in confusion, sticking its head out to observe the grumpy human.

Shen Cinian sat at the dining table with his head propped up, looking at Fang Ke with an expression that was exactly the same as that of the cat.

Elegant, noble, and a bit of nonchalant curiosity.

Fang Ke couldn't see anything at all. When Shen Cinian looked at him for a long time, he raised his head and revealed a very fierce expression.

"Look at your ass!"

“Yeah,” Shen Cinian was not angry at all, “I’m looking at you.”

“…”

Fang Ke wanted to stand up and beat someone up.

But in the end, he just stuffed the vegetables into his mouth and chewed them hard.

He buried his head in his food, and while eating, he suddenly said: "You...really want to go with me?"

"Swallow your food before you talk."

"Are you afraid that I will burst out?" Fang Ke instantly got furious.

"I'm afraid you'll choke," Chen Cinian sighed and stroked Fang Ke's shiny bald head.

It seems like there is some stubble growing, which is short and hard. It doesn't feel very good and is prickly.

Fang Ke's hair looked rather hard, indeed meeting the standard of a stubborn man.

Fang Ke was silent for a while, then spoke again, swallowing it all this time: "Are you really going?"

"How are you going?"

“You also know that I am a clear sky and white day,” Shen Qinian lied casually, “I have some connections in the abyss, and Shuyi is considered my friend.”

"Befriending Gui"

"Isn't it possible?"

"Who cares about you?"

Fang Ke buried his head and continued eating. After a while, he spoke again: "Don't let others know."