Chapter 30 I really tried hard

That night, Yin Jiu took a long time to coax Ning Changyue.

But until the end, Ning Changyue never said why she was crying, and Yin Jiu didn't get to the bottom of it.

Ning Changyue is actually not a dainty person. He can eat all kinds of delicacies, and he is not bothered by simple meals. He just needs to have wearable clothes. He doesn't need a very good bed, and he can sleep well on the sofa.

But Yin Jiu still felt that he was coquettish. This coquettishness was not external, but internal.

His soul is delicate, because if he really wants something, he is not willing to take the initiative to speak for it or fight for it. He has a kind of pride in his bones, so he can spend several months waiting for Yin Jiu to come to him. Even if he can't sleep because he misses Yin Jiu so much, he will not ask for sex.

He never asks for anything actively; he needs Yin Jiu to guess and give actively.

So, this is not a kind of coquettishness.

Unless he is willing to do so, even Yin Jiu cannot force him to tell the truth about things he does not want to say.

Why is he crying?

Maybe Yin Jiu will never know.

Ning Changyue seemed to cry often, crying when he was upset or when he was comfortable, but that kind of crying was more like a means of teasing Yin Jiu, because he seemed to know that in such an intimate occasion, his tears would only make Yin Jiu more crazy.

In fact, Yin Jiu felt that he was not as stupid as he appeared to be. He was very smart, but he just didn't care about many things, so he didn't want to think about them.

When he needs to use his wits, he is sharper than anyone else.

For example, if Yin Jiu frowned or spoke to him in a harsh tone when he was clinging to her, he would leave immediately.

Of course, Yin Jiu would not do that.

That's why he cried, just because he knew that Yin Jiu liked him.

But there were three times when I did it from my heart.

One time was when the world restart failed and Yin Jiu fell into a coma for unknown reasons. After Yin Jiu woke up, he cried.

She cried very sadly, but seemed to feel a kind of joy of regaining what she had lost. The person who always waited for Yin Jiu to approach from a distance, took the initiative to hug Yin Jiu.

The second time was when Yin Jiu confessed to him, and he cried too. It could be considered tears of joy, but there was sadness in his eyes.

Then, on this day, when Yin Jiu talked about the first time they met, he choked up and burst into tears.

He seemed very sad each time he cried.

But Yin Jiu seemed unable to fully understand him. Yin Jiu was so sensitive and thoughtful, and was the best at understanding people's hearts, but he failed again and again with Ning Changyue.

Or maybe... Yin Jiu already understood it now, but he just didn't want to understand it anymore.

…

After crying, the next day was another ordinary day.

Ning Changyue didn't say anything, and Yin Jiu didn't ask, as if nothing had changed from before.

But Ning Changyue became more concerned about Yin Jiu. She was worried that he would continue to lose weight and kept staring at him while eating.

In fact, Yin Jiu ate quite a lot, but when Ning Changyue added more food to his plate, he did not object and gladly accepted it with a smile.

In the bathroom, Yin Jiu stood in front of the sink, scooped up a handful of water, rinsed his mouth, and washed his entire face. Then he looked in the mirror and wiped the remaining water droplets on his face with a tissue.

But the water on the face can be wiped clean, but there are still water marks on the wet forehead.

He raised his eyes and smiled at the mirror. The handsome man in the mirror adjusted his expression to a gentle one and smiled nonchalantly.

In the corner of the afterglow, a glowing ball was floating there.

After rolling up the tissue into a ball and throwing it into the trash can, Yin Jiu turned around, raised his eyebrows, and said jokingly in his usual casual tone: "Even if you are a system, it's a bit too perverted to spy on others when they go to the toilet."

The system was silent and did not rush to explain anything.

Since it didn't reply, Yin Jiu ignored it and opened the door to go out.

Behind him, the system whispered, "You spit it out every time, right?"

Every time he uses the excuse of paying the bill or going to the restroom, is he really going to the restroom to spit out the food he has eaten?

He may not have had a proper meal in the past half month.

Yin Jiu did not respond to the system's question, but he did not stop walking.

The system asked: "Don't you want to live anymore?"

Its tone was not very good, it could be considered a question. Yin Jiu finally stopped. At this moment, his expression was somewhat complicated, the kind of complexity that he himself was at a loss for. He said, "You think too much. Who wouldn't want to live?"

After paying the bill at the front desk, Yin Jiu returned to the private room and left with Ning Changyue.

In the afternoon, Yin Jiu rented a yacht and took Ning Changyue out to sea to fish.

After finding a random place to stop, Yin Jiu packed up the fishing tools, handed them to Ning Changyue, and said, "Remember, I told you before that you are quite good at fishing. Do you want to give it a try and see how many fish you can catch?"

Ning Changyue took the fishing rod and was a little tempted. He was not interested in fishing, but he was very interested in fish.

He was concentrating on fishing with his fishing rod, while Yin Jiu sat beside him, resting his hands on the deck, leaning back and looking up at the distant sky.

The sun is shining today, but not too hot. There is a breeze blowing off the sea, which is very comfortable.

But perhaps it was too comfortable and he felt a little sleepy, so he simply lay down and closed his eyes.

I didn't really fall asleep. After all, I was outside and there was a driver on the yacht, so I had to be cautious. ≡

Ning Changyue's catch was not very good. No fish had been caught for a long time. He began to become impatient and turned his eyes away from the sea to look at Yin Jiu beside him.

He lay there quietly with his eyes closed, breathing slowly, and it took a long time for his body to rise and fall.

Ning Changyue bent down and slowly moved closer, sniffing his breath.

The man who had closed his eyes suddenly opened them, smiled and said, "Why? Are you afraid that I will die suddenly?"

It was just a joke, but Ning Changyue sat up straight and looked away, as if her thoughts had been exposed and she didn't want to look him in the eye.

Yin Jiu supported himself with his elbows and sat up. Perhaps because he stood up too quickly, he felt a little dizzy and a black spot appeared in front of his eyes.

His Adam's apple rolled, suppressing the nausea rising in his stomach. Yin Jiu leaned forward, closed his eyes, and leaned on Ning Changyue's shoulder.

He said, "Ning Changyue, let me rest for a while. I'm a little tired."

I'm really tired of pretending that everything is normal every day. However, I can control my words and actions, but I can't control my heart.

Yin Jiu wanted to say, it’s no big deal, what’s the big deal.

But……

It really hurts.

He just had no interest in anything, couldn't think about anything, and couldn't taste the food.

If I eat a little more, I will feel nauseous and want to vomit, especially vomit.

He worked hard, really worked hard.

But I still can't control myself and can't help but care.

He didn't want to be either/or at all, he just wanted it all.

In fact, Yin Jiu could no longer tell what his specific mood was. He became sleepy, didn't want to eat, and every breath seemed laborious.

Yin Jiu knew that this wouldn't work, but what could he do? The pain was about to drown him.

I never thought about giving up Ning Changyue, I really never thought about it.

But it seems that the more a person doesn't want to do something or become a certain kind of person, the more fate will push him there, and he eventually becomes the same person as his mother.

He promised not to give up his cat and to keep it for life, but he broke his promise.

When he decided to bring Ning Changyue home, he said to himself: Since you have chosen him, you cannot regret it. Even if you find out in the future that he is not to your liking, you can no longer give up on him.

But now, he may have to break his promise again.

Time and again, an inescapable fate.

He entrusted life, death and love to Ning Changyue, who accepted it and did not let him down.

He broke it himself.

He leaned on Ning Changyue's shoulder, breathing very softly.

Ning Changyue looked at him sideways, his eyes resting on Yin Jiu's sunken cheeks. At this moment, his eyes had a sharp feeling of seeing through everything. He asked softly, "Are you sick?"

Yin Jiu said: "Well, it seems so."

I was just trying to be perfunctory at first, but when the words came to my lips, I couldn't control myself.

Ning Changyue asked: "Is it serious?"

"Maybe."

“Can it be cured?”

Yin Jiu was silent.

"It's okay." Ning Changyue said this, and there was no sadness on his face. He even smiled, which was rare, and said: "Let's go home. I want to go home."

His reaction was a little strange, but Yin Jiu didn't want to delve into it. He forced a smile and said, "Okay, let's go home."

The fishing rod shook a little, but no one cared whether there was a fish on the hook.