Chapter 85. Perhaps it's because I was yelling all night yesterday...

Fang Xin Gu experienced firsthand how ruthless a man can become after enduring for a long time—although at this moment he still didn't know how many years Jing Yi Tong had endured.

All he knew was that after Jing Yitong finished tossing and turning him over, all his strength had been drained, his body was trembling slightly, and his eyes were filled with blurry tears.

Jing Yitong tenderly licked away the tears welling up in his eyes, hugged him, and patted him to comfort him. Seeing how exhausted he was, she couldn't help but feel a little regretful that she might have gone too far earlier.

Jing Yitong could still distinguish between a full meal and a full meal, and he asked with a hint of lingering fear, "Xin Gu, you won't regret it, will you?"

Fang Xingu didn't even have the strength to grip Jing Yitong's fingers, but he still loosely held onto them. At this point, he had no energy left to think, and just looked at him in confusion: "Regret what?"

“…It’s nothing, I love you,” Jing Yitong smiled and placed a kiss on Fang Xingu’s forehead. “Shall I carry you to take a bath?”

"Um."

Fang Xingu only felt relaxed after his body was soaking in the hot water of the bathtub. He leaned against Jing Yitong's chest, feeling like he might fall asleep at any moment. Even when Jing Yitong was washing his body, he only hummed and groaned a couple of times, cooperating with the last bit of his willpower.

Jing Yitong found it both funny and heartbreaking. After much effort, he pulled Fang Xingu out of the bathtub, dried him off, wrapped him in a towel, and tucked him back into bed.

He tucked Fang Xingu in, then took another shower before returning to hold her and falling asleep.

Fang Xingu slept very soundly, only groggily opening his eyes the next afternoon. He glanced at the clock on the bedside table; it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. He looked at Jing Yitong, who was still holding him, with a puzzled expression: "...Why are you still here?"

Jing Yitong seemed hurt by his words, and showed a surprised expression: "What do you mean, use and then discard? Can't I be here?"

Fang Xingu coughed twice, but his voice was still hoarse: "I mean, shouldn't you be on set at this hour?"

“I took a short break, but the crew started filming another actor’s scenes first,” Jing Yitong patted his lower back intermittently. “We can’t let you wake up this morning alone.”

Fang Xingu snorted, but clearly enjoyed it, and naturally buried his head in Jing Yitong's chest.

Jing Yitong hugged him and asked, "Are you hungry? I made some soup, I'll go get you some."

"No, let me hold you for a while," Fang Xingu grabbed Jing Yitong's arm, coughing uncomfortably in his throat. He muttered softly, "Why is my voice so hoarse?"

Jing Yitong said affectionately, "Maybe it's because you were calling out all night yesterday?"

Fang Xin Gu: ...

The memories of last night, which had been tossed and turned, surged back, and Fang Xingu felt himself suddenly burning up. He remembered how no matter how much he begged for mercy, Jing Yitong wouldn't let him go and kept encouraging him to scream a few more times...

In the end, he really did scream almost all night, and his voice became hoarse.

Fang Xingu grew angrier the more he thought about it. He wanted to turn over and give Jing Yitong a piece of his mind, but as soon as he moved, he felt a soreness in every bone in his body. His back ached, his legs ached, and he couldn't help but gasp, "Hiss."

Jing Yitong gently pulled him into her arms: "You may need to rest for a while."

Fang Xingu endured the soreness and thought to himself that he had been quite bold last night, and Jing Yitong had really been crazy. The two of them were truly a perfect match. He relived the events of last night with a touch of reminiscence, and suddenly remembered that afterwards, Jing Yitong seemed to have asked him if he would regret it.

Fang Xingu's mind had completely gone blank at that moment, and he couldn't understand why Jing Yitong would ask that question. Only now is he starting to grasp the meaning.

I definitely won't regret it. Although I was truly devastated when I broke down, I also truly felt exhilarated.

Although that's what he thought, he still slapped Jing Yitong's arm: "It's all your fault, my voice is insured."

"You're not going to ask me for compensation, are you?" Jing Yitong laughed. "Then I can only give you the rest of my life in return."

Fang Xingu tilted his head back and gave him a loud kiss on the cheek: "He's been mine for a long time."

Jing Yitong happily rubbed her chin against him repeatedly, saying, "I love you so much."

The two lay quietly on the bed for a while longer, until Jing Yitong's makeup session couldn't be delayed any longer, and then they reluctantly said goodbye to Fang Xingu.

Fang Xingu struggled to get out of bed before realizing that Jing Yitong wasn't lying to him. He probably really would have to rest for the time being, as he was even having trouble walking.

Fang Xingu was speechless and amused. After washing up in the bathroom, he went to the kitchen and served himself a bowl of chicken soup that Jing Yitong had made. When he sat down in the dining chair and started drinking the soup, a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face.

Fang Xin looked down, took a deep breath, and decided that he could no longer indulge Jing Yitong like this, for the sake of his own health and his voice.

Jing Yitong didn't finish work until after 8 pm again today. Fang Xingu had something to do at home by himself. He lay on the sofa, which Jing Yitong had already cleaned up, and took out the rough cut of the TV series that Ye Wenlian had sent him. Then he fell into a drowsy state again.

After much agonizing reflection, Fang Xingu decided that he might as well read the original novel to pass the time. However, he did not expect the original novel to be so good. It was a political intrigue novel with all sorts of deceit and backstabbing, and one person after another took the stage. Once Fang Xingu got into it, he lost track of time. Before long, Jing Yitong had already gone home.

When Jing Yitong entered the room, he saw Fang Xingu lying stiffly on the sofa. When he came back after taking a shower, Fang Xingu was still lying stiffly.

He chuckled and slapped Fang Xingu's butt: "Why are you in that position all the time? Doesn't it get stiff?"

Fang Xingu glared angrily at Jing Yitong's wicked hand. Under his resentful gaze, Jing Yitong instantly understood his meaning, smiled and raised his hands in surrender, indicating that he would not lay a hand on him again. Then, under Fang Xingu's distrustful gaze, he sat down next to him.

Fang Xingu naturally moved to a different spot and rested his head on Jing Yitong's lap.

Jing Yitong: "By the way, today is the last episode of 'The World Is So Big,' do you want to watch it together?"

Fang Xingu paused for a moment, recalling his feelings of being on a rollercoaster during the last few days of recording "The World Is So Big". He felt that life was too dramatic. He didn't even dare to recall his emotions at that time, and subconsciously resisted watching the last episode of "The World Is So Big". He felt that life should be about looking forward.

Jing Yitong noticed the hesitation on Fang Xingu's face. He remembered that on his birthday, Fang Xingu's condition was indeed very strange, but when asked, he would only make excuses.

It wasn't until he gave up and asked Fang Xingu if he didn't want to marry him that their relationship underwent a dramatic change.

Jing Yitong still doesn't understand Fang Xingu's emotional shift. What's even more interesting is that the two of them lived under the same roof for several months in a daze, and then they actually got together. It went so smoothly that Jing Yitong couldn't believe it was real.

But in the end, Fang Xin agreed: "We'll see." Although the most important thing in life is to move forward, it is also necessary to look back on the road we have traveled from time to time.

Jing Yitong turned on the TV, and the two of them reviewed the story of the three days surrounding Jing Yitong's birthday from a different perspective, using the program's editing.

From the moment Fang Xingu and the other six secretly prepared a birthday gift for Jing Yitong, to the birthday party, and finally their farewell, Fang Xingu could clearly sense that Jing Yitong's expression wasn't very good on his birthday. However, since he was always criticized for his cold face, his cold face that day didn't seem particularly abrupt.

But clearly, no matter how their relationship changes, fans of the couple always have their own angles for enjoying the sweet moments, as evidenced by the rapidly flashing comments on the TV screen—

CP fans: "Fang Xin Gu, the first time you learned to cook was for him, and the first time you learned to bake a cake was also for him. You really love him so much."

Jing Yitong quipped, "She even gave him her first time."

In return, Fang Xin Gu gave him a beating.

CP fans: "Jing Yitong, when you were in the audience listening to Fang Xingu sing 'Silence Has a Voice,' were you admiring Fang Xingu's shining appearance on stage, or were you wondering who Fang Xingu was singing this song for?"

Fang Xin asked Jing Yitong, "So what were you thinking at that time?"

Jing Yitong reached down and touched his face: "I was wondering why you looked unhappy that day."

He received a passionate kiss from Fang Xin Gu in return.

CP fans: "Ber, can someone tell me what happened off-camera? Why do I feel like these two people's emotions are fluctuating? Especially Fang Xin Gu, he seemed quite happy when he made Jing Yi Tong's birthday cake, but on Jing Yi Tong's birthday he had a long face, and then on the last day he acted like nothing happened."

CP fans: "Maybe it's like this: being inseparable from Jing Yitong → arguing with Jing Yitong → making up with Jing Yitong."

Fang Xin thought to himself: "Only the CP fans truly understand me. How did you guess right again?"

CP fans: "This production team dares to release any kind of behind-the-scenes footage. Fang Xingu said she was going to Los Angeles, and Jing Yitong said she was going too. Fang Xingu inexplicably asked him what she was going there for, and Jing Yitong said, 'What are you going there for? What am I going there for?'... Ahhh, this is hilarious! [crying with laughter]"

CP fans: "So what exactly did they go to LA for? Apart from that dinner, we still don't know any more details about Tong Xinyuan going to LA together."

Jing Yitong raised an eyebrow: I'm not telling you, guess for yourselves.

The episode aired quickly, and Fang Xingu found that after changing his mindset, he seemed to have been able to reconcile with his previous conflicted emotions.

At this moment, Jing Yitong opened the WeChat group for "The World Is So Big" and saw that Yan Tu asked the guests to post a closing post when they had time. The content and format were not limited, as long as they included the tag.

Fang Xin leaned over to look at his phone. After seeing the task Yan Tu had assigned, he was a little troubled. The biggest requirement was that there were no specific requirements.

Fang Xingu asked with a headache, "Brother, what are you planning to post?"

Jing Yitong smiled smugly: "I was prepared."

He quickly operated his phone and finished the task in no time.

Fang Xingu curiously checked Jing Yitong's Weibo and found that he had posted a travel vlog, which was full of videos and photos taken by Jing Yitong himself. Most of them were of the scenery they saw along the way, and there were not many portrait photos, but if you look closely, you can find Fang Xingu in almost every portrait photo.

Fang Xingu asked blankly, "When did you get this cut?"

Jing Yitong said slyly, "Back when we were in Beijing, you were always busy going to the music production studio, so I secretly stayed home and edited vlogs."

“Hmm,” Fang Xingu pondered for a moment, then asked dryly, “Why did you post so many of my photos? People who don’t know better might think it’s my vlog.”

“Before, it was to tell the fans that yes, our relationship is special,” Jing Yitong paused for a moment before continuing, “Now, the main thing is to assert our dominance.”

Fang Xingu sincerely commented: "...Your move will make CP fans ecstatic, and toxic solo stans cry."

Jing Yitong pinched Fang Xingu's face, and Fang Xingu leaned against Jing Yitong's leg, letting him do as he pleased, pondering what kind of closing post he should make.

He opened his phone's photo album and flipped through the pictures one by one to see if there were any suitable ones. Just then, he came across a photo that seemed unremarkable at first glance. It was taken on the day he and Jing Yitong went kayaking together and encountered a minke whale.

The photo looks gray and gloomy, with a gray-black sea and snowflakes falling from the sky in the foreground, and some floating icebergs in the distance. The gloomy weather makes the atmosphere of the photo somewhat somber, but upon closer inspection, it gives people a sense of tranquility and depth, calming even a restless mind.

Fang Xingu was immediately drawn to the photo, and under Jing Yitong's puzzled gaze, he edited a blog post:

"@Fang Xin Gu: That day, the sea heard Xue's secrets and decided to accept everything about her. He caught her cold body, and from then on, Xue and the sea became one. [Image]"

Jing Yitong looked at Fang Xingu with a sense of unease, and when their eyes met, they both smiled.

This is the story of snow and sea, and also their story.

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Author's Note: The update times are getting increasingly absurd. [shrug]

I was locked out yesterday and I was completely exasperated. You can imagine what I mean. Anyway, it was a complete mess. [heart emoji]