Chapter 110: Missing Brother's Boyfriend
"I don't need you to do this for me."
When Lin Zhi spoke, the curve of the smile on his lips did not change.
His tone was still gentle, his voice was still as pleasant, but Jing Xun unconsciously clutched the tablecloth, his expression was obviously gloomy.
It's as if the only thing that can be said to be an advantage has been denied, which is great but the person in front of me doesn't need it.
Jing Xun has always believed that being depended on and needed is a very troublesome thing, because he likes to immerse himself in his own world. Now I realize that not being needed is the cruelest thing.
Lin Zhi looked at the young man in front of him with some pity. He couldn't help but support his cheek with his palm and put on an admiring posture.
How cute, I feel like I'm about to cry.
“Because my favorite painter is right in front of me.”
The curve of Lin Zhi's eyes turned up a little, and the smile on his face became more vibrant.
Jing Xun suddenly looked up and stared at Lin Zhi.
He gripped the tablecloth even tighter, and this time he was filled with a kind of helpless joy.
He knew that his paintings were very popular, and he knew that Lin Zhi liked his paintings, but when he heard Lin Zhi say this, he still couldn't help but be excited.
But in a flash he forgot the sadness of the previous moment, because Lin Zhi said that he liked her the most, the most, no one else, and everyone else had to rank after him.
"The dinner was delicious, I enjoyed it very much. Have you finished that painting?"
Lin Zhi looked at Jing Xun, wiped the corner of her lips, and changed the subject.
Jing Xun shook his head and responded in the same manner as Lin Zhi, “It needs to be further refined.”
Lin Zhi nodded: "Okay, you finish painting first, and we'll watch a movie together tomorrow."
Movie? Lin Zhi wants to watch a movie with him?
Jing Xun quickly replied: "It doesn't matter, I can draw it after I finish watching the movie."
A movie lasts a maximum of two hours, so the paint won't dry that quickly, but that doesn't matter; if it's necessary to extend the time, he can make the paint more moist.
"Then I'll go pick out the films. Leave the dishes in the kitchen and I'll clean them up later."
"I'll be there."
Jing Xun stood up and cleared the plates on the table.
"It's okay. We can't do all the housework alone. Since you cooked, I'll be responsible for the cleaning."
Jing Xun felt more and more dizzy after hearing Lin Zhi's words. Lin Zhi said home, did Lin Zhi already regard this place as home?
Jing Xun did not insist any more, but when Lin Zhi sat on the sofa and selected a movie on her mobile phone, he silently washed the dishes and put them back in their places one by one.
He realized belatedly that Lin Zhi didn't seem to answer his question, but since Lin Zhi said that, it should mean that he wanted to stay, right?
Jing Xun suddenly didn't dare to ask or seek answers anymore. He lowered his head to wipe the water droplets from his hands, looked at the scabbed wound on his forearm, and looked away after a while.
When Jing Xun came over, Lin Zhi showed him the list of candidates and asked him which type he was interested in.
"You choose, I'm fine with either."
Jing Xun answered immediately, he was not picky.
"But I want to know more about you. Which kind of movies are you more interested in?"
Lin Zhi leaned on Jing Xun's shoulder and placed her hand on the back of his hand.
Under the light, the young man's eyes were gentle, and the sweet fragrance from his body was like the stamens and spider silk that kept spreading and growing, entangling people, confusing their minds, and making them willing to drown in his love.
"This one, or this one, please?"
Jing Xun pointed at two movies that interested him, but his attention was not on the screens at all.
"Then let's watch this one today and this one tomorrow."
Lin Zhixian selected a suspense film and made a plan.
Jing Xun nodded without hesitation. There is tomorrow and there is a future. He likes it.
01Looking at the mission object, it was as if I saw a large puppet, as if it had been completely controlled by the host.
This description seems a bit inaccurate, but it would be difficult for this AI to describe it more accurately.
I wonder if there are any cartoons to watch today?
01 I have been watching it intermittently for a few days. I have become a little crazy about it and prayed secretly in my heart.
Come on, mission target!
The projector was not in the living room but in Jing Xun's bedroom. Lin Zhi stood up from the sofa, and her body suddenly became a little unstable.
Jing Xun nervously supported Lin Zhi and asked quickly, "What's wrong? Did you sprain your ankle?"
"I haven't even taken a step yet, how could I have twisted it?" Lin Zhi said with a helpless smile, pursed her lips slightly, and said with some distress, "It's just that my legs still don't have much strength."
There was no complaint or anger in his expression or words; he was simply stating the fact that made him feel a little embarrassed.
But as long as you think about how this fact was caused and how it was formed, the calmer or even more serious you are, the more your emotions will roar.
The slightly older young man, who was calm and docile, narrated the excessive love affairs that had affected his life in a mature and gentle manner.
His face has a kind of cool beauty, yet also a charming charisma that invites people to explore deeper.
I'm afraid even veterans in the love field would be unable to resist it, let alone young people who have not experienced too much decadence.
Jing Xun's earlobes turned red visibly, and the heat spread to his face.
He is not a shy person, so this reaction has nothing to do with shyness, but more of absolute excitement.
He looked straight at Lin Zhi with undisguised obsession.
"I'll carry you."
Jing Xun's voice was somewhat brisk. He easily picked up the grown man and brought him into the bedroom.
He placed the projector and sat beside the bed massaging Lin Zhi's legs while she was operating it.
He didn't feel sorry or guilty about going too far, but he wasn't complacent about it either.
He was just happy, purely happy.
I’m happy to be able to be close to Lin Zhi, I’m happy to have him, and it would be great if we could never be separated.
Thinking of his lost memories and his illness, Jing Xun lowered his head and a dark light flashed in his eyes.
It would be great if this disease could disappear soon, but how exactly should one go about it... Jing Xun inevitably became a little anxious. He had trouble controlling his emotions, but he didn't want Lin Zhi to see this side of him, so he could only try his best to endure it.
Lin Zhi felt the pause in Jing Xun's movements, but pretended to notice it and continued talking to him about the movie.
He certainly knew that the seeds of worry had taken root, but that was what he was going to do.
Lin Zhi is not a person who is willing to stay in a cage forever for others, so he will not stay there forever just to make Jing Xun feel safe. This is only a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution.
“It’s about to begin.”
Lin Zhi held Jing Xun's hand, reminding him that the movie was about to start.
I heard your cry for help, don't worry, I'll be there soon.
The festering scars will heal and everything will be better.
Jing Xun held Lin Zhi's hand. His body temperature was very high, and the heat was transmitted to Lin Zhi's body through the clasped hands, and it seemed to burn his heart for a moment.
This suspense film is a highly rated masterpiece. Lin Zhi and Jing Xun were both very absorbed in watching it, and after it ended they discussed the plot with some reluctance.
Jing Xun knew that Lin Zhi didn't like him to blindly agree with him, so he also mentioned some details he had observed in Lin Zhi's slightly guiding words.
This feeling of being in sync with others' thoughts is wonderful and addictive.
Lin Zhi noticed that Jing Xun looked a little lost again, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I think it would be a pity if I forgot. I don't want to forget. I don't want to forget any moment or any feeling I had with you."
"Has this been going on for long?"
Of course, Lin Zhi saw that Jing Xun was trying to open the topic when he first said this, but the strong sense of regret in his words was also real.
Lin Zhi rarely takes the initiative to ask about the symptoms and causes of these personality fragments' psychological problems. He will wait for them to speak up.
"It's been a long time, so long that I can hardly remember when it started."
Jing Xun exhaled a slightly melancholy breath, pressed his cheek against Lin Zhi's palm, and spoke in a low voice.
He couldn't help but speak out the hidden sufferings. He admitted that he wanted Lin Zhi to have more sympathy for him, so that she would think twice before leaving him, and preferably not abandon him or take him with her.
He took despicable advantage of Lin Zhi's weakness, which was also another way of begging for mercy.
He talked about his past, including the trauma he had experienced and the illness he had no idea when it started.
In the early stages of intermittent amnesia, Jing Xun was not aware of his abnormality.
After all, he had just been rescued and was receiving treatment from a psychiatrist. He had nightmares every night and lack of sleep caused him to be confused all day. When he was awake, he would draw, unconsciously drawing things he had seen.
"That day my mother embroidered a little doll for me and placed it at the head of my bed. I fell asleep holding it, but I didn't remember it when I woke up. I asked my mother when she bought it for me... I don't remember if this is the first time I have lost my memory. After all, this content was all dictated to me by my mother."
What followed were more tests and more treatment plans. Jing Xun was very calm when he talked about the things he remembered.
It is a kind of forgotten indifference. Even if it is obtained again, it will be different from before.
Jing Xun hadn't said something yet, about the images and sounds in his mind. He knew that those dangerous and even cruel thoughts would not please people, and would only make people fear rather than love.
"I don't want to cause trouble to others. It turns out that even if I forget something occasionally, it doesn't affect my life. It's just that I don't want to forget it anymore now," Jing Xun looked up at Lin Zhi with a somewhat obedient expression and said, "I want to see a doctor tomorrow. Can you go with me?"
Jing Xun's appearance was not docile. His mixed-race deep features and wolf-like grey-blue eyes made him look aggressive even when his face was expressionless.
But it is precisely someone with this kind of appearance, looking at you with eyes of complete dependence and trust, with all the thorns suppressed, that makes it even more irresistible.
Of course, Lin Zhi had no intention of resisting.
Lin Zhi gently stroked Jing Xun's face and replied, "Of course, I will accompany you."
Jing Xun didn't know whether this was a lie or not, but no matter whether it was or not, he believed that as long as the lie was not exposed, he would not doubt the truth of Lin Zhi's words.
Jing Xun emphasized: "You promised me, you can't go back on your word."
"If I change my mind, will you let me stay in the painting forever?"
Lin Zhi raised her eyebrows slightly and spoke with a smile in an intimate tone.
When their eyes met, there was an undercurrent running through their hearts that they both understood.
Jing Xun neither nodded nor shook his head.
He resisted thinking about that scene, and a hint of pleading appeared in his eyes.
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