T/N: This extra is from the Taiwanese print version of the book published by Rusuban Studio.
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Translation posted on 28 August 2022.
01
No matter how much time had elapsed, when Cheng Xu recalled the scene of his first meeting with Zheng Yikun, the feeling of distress and unease was still as clear as day.
Cheng Xu had always felt that there were times when a clear boundary existed between two people. Just like that time when he’d gone to the convenience store to buy some things and there’d been a group of fashionably dressed guys and girls standing next to the cashier. They’d merely been standing in a group, chatting and laughing, not even taking a glance at Cheng Xu, yet they’d made Cheng Xu flustered when paying at the cashier. He would always subconsciously keep his distance from those who appeared very different from him, and even rather feared the world full of excitement and cheer that belonged to them.
And the first time he met Zheng Yikun, that was the feeling he had. Zheng Yikun collided into him and sent him crashing from his bicycle, yet his immediate reaction was to bow and say “Sorry.” Without saying anything, the guy in front of him took a step back and looked at him with his head cocked. It was only when Cheng Xu’s face flushed and he was shrinking back that the other guy said, “Hold on, friend, I was the one who didn’t look where I was going and changed directions suddenly, crashing into you. What are you saying sorry for, hmm?”
His head bowed, Cheng Xu couldn’t come up with an answer. He looked at the very obvious tyre mark on the other guy’s pants and again said in a small voice, “Sorry.”
The long and slender shadow on the ground was still shaking after a long while. Cheng Xu didn’t know what exactly the other guy was laughing at, but his heart was already sure that the other guy was laughing at him.
“Are you hurt?”
Cheng Xu gathered his courage to ask that question and also finally raised his head, seeing clearly what the guy in front of him looked like: long, slender eyes, the corners slightly closed from laughter. One glance and he placed Zheng Yikun in the group of people who existed on the other side of the boundary of his world.
What happened after that seemed to prove him right. Zheng Yikun liked to joke with him but he never had a reply for anything Zheng Yikun said. The things Zheng Yikun was interested in, he didn’t understand; the things Zheng Yikun knew how to do, he didn’t know how to at all. The first time they went bowling, he didn’t even know how the scoring worked. In front of Zheng Yikun, he was like a foolish bookworm. Other than nodding or shaking his head, he didn’t know how else to respond.
The second time he met Zheng Yikun was in the elevator of the faculty building. When Zheng Yikun walked into the elevator, he was holding his phone, a radiant smile on his face. Cheng Xu stared at him in a bit of a daze. Zheng Yikun noticed and greeted him without hanging up. “Heyyo, little senior?”
The nickname made Cheng Xu unsure whether or not to respond. While he was wavering, Zheng Yikun was already going on to say to the person on the other end of the call, “Nah, I’m at school today. I’m busy this evening. Go ahead and enjoy yourself, babe. I’m getting on the elevator, there’s no signal. I’ll call you later.”
Cheng Xu would hear this “babe” many times in the future, none of them meant for him. He never thought that there would be a day when he couldn’t bear to part with this sound.
How he gave Zheng Yikun his phone number, how he agreed to have a meal with him that weekend–Cheng Xu unexpectedly couldn’t figure it out later on. He was in a daze when he walked out of the elevator. Behind him, Zheng Yikun grinned as he stopped the elevator doors and called out to him.
“Little senior."
Cheng Xu turned around. One hand holding the elevator doors, Zheng Yikun lifted his chin at Cheng Xu nonchalantly, and said, “Your shoelace’s undone.”
02
Cheng Xu’s secret crush on Fu Daiqing likely started from their first vacation. Due to the friendship between the fathers, a few families made plans for a holiday together and took a trip to the outskirts. Cheng Xu was still very young at that time while Fu Daiqing was in senior high school; their ages were quite a few years apart. They hadn’t crossed paths much in the past, so they barely talked to each other throughout the trip.
A small child is completely ignorant in the matters of sexuality, love and affection. Cheng Xu only knew that the first time he set his eyes on Fu Daiqing, he’d felt that this older brother was very tall and very handsome.
A white short-sleeved shirt, the textbook image of secret crushes described in stories.
At that time, Fu Daiqing was the type to stay silent. He was always at the very front when they were hiking up the mountain and most of the time, Cheng Xu only saw his back profile from very far. This seemed to be a portent of their relationship for many years to come; one walking ahead, completely oblivious; another following anxiously behind, carefully searching.
Cheng Xu had been walking with his parents but his little desires spurred him to walk faster and faster, in pursuit of the person in front. From behind, his mother called out to him to be careful. He made a sound in response and then ran ahead. When he reached a pavilion that served as a resting point, he finally caught up with Fu Daiqing. Fu Daiqing was at the counter, buying water. He turned and saw this younger brother, and quickly called out to him.
Holding the railing and panting for breath, Cheng Xu made his way to him. Even his legs were rubbery.
“I bought water.” To Fu Daiqing, Cheng Xu was a child that he should take care of. So he pointed at the freezer and asked tentatively, “Do you want ice-cream?”
Cheng Xu didn’t crave sweet or cold treats but for some reason, he nodded. And so, Fu Daiqing took him to choose one. Cheng Xu didn’t dare pick an expensive one and took a cheap popsicle, chocolate and vanilla in the shape of a smiley face with a hat.
There was a trash bin right next to them. Cheng Xu tore off the popsicle wrapper but didn’t throw it away; instead, when Fu Daiqing wasn’t looking, he folded it and surreptitiously hid it in his pocket.
When he grew up, he couldn’t say for sure if the feelings he had for Fu Daiqing at that time was a fondness close to love, but he knew that from their very first meeting, he had a special kind of feeling for Fu Daiqing. Fu Daiqing took one look at him and he would want to smile, Fu Daiqing gave him a word of praise and he would be overjoyed for a long while, Fu Daiqing gave him a present and he would hold it and look at it for half the night, Fu Daiqing… Even Cheng Xu himself did not know when and how the name “Fu Daiqing” began to fill every corner of his world.
In the many years since then, it wasn’t as though he hadn’t been dejected or wanted to persuade himself to give up. But the view of Fu Daiqing’s back as he walked ahead under the sunshine and the verdant greenery on the mountain that day had mesmerised him deeply, to the point that he only had to recall that scene to feel that his secret crush was worth it.
This feeling was something he dared not say, dared not touch. He kept it buried secretly in the depths of his heart but one day, Zheng Yikun unearthed it with just a sentence.
That day, he’d been dragged out by Zheng Yikun to grab a meal. Before they could begin eating, the waiter brought out a birthday cake. Zheng Yikun looked at him, head propped on a hand. A hand stretched out languorously and produced a flame.
“Want to make a wish?”
Cheng Xu closed his eyes. Before he could think of what to wish for, his phone rang. Just like before, Fu Daiqing remembered his birthday, and just like before, he was calling to wish him a happy birthday.
The person on the other end seemed to have been drinking. His words were a little mumbled and he was also chuckling in a low voice the whole time. After wishing him a happy birthday, Fu Daiqing continued to ramble on for a long while. Zheng Yikun was still waiting opposite him but Cheng Xu also didn’t dare interrupt Fu Daiqing. It was only when he saw Zheng Yikun crook his finger and tapped nonchalantly on the table a couple of times that he coughed softly and said into the phone, “Got it. I’m having a meal with a friend.”
The voice on the phone paused. Then, a laugh, and: “Alright, you guys have fun.”
Cheng Xu had just suppressed his racing heart after hanging up when he met Zheng Yikun’s gaze.
“What?” Cheng Xu got a fright. In face of that kind of scrutiny, he felt a little guilty.
“What what?”
“Why do you keep on looking at me?”
Hearing that, Zheng Yikun crossed his arms and leaned back against his chair. He laughed knowingly.
Cheng Xu shot him a glance, then hastily ducked his head in avoidance. He picked up his glass and drank, and saw Zheng Yikun toss the silver lighter in his hand onto the table.
“Why must you take things so hard?” Zheng Yikun leaned his body forward, closer to him. The corners of his lips were curving up. “Having a secret crush.”
The gulp of water didn’t go down. Cheng Xu coughed violently. Zheng Yikun pulled out a couple sheets of tissues and got up, putting them down beside Cheng Xu’s hand. Then, he patted Cheng Xu’s head. “Don’t get agitated. I’m not a gossip.”
Zheng Yikun had never asked further about Fu Daiqing, but those lines which were all he ever said on the matter were true. Cheng Xu just had to take it hard. He’d long known that Fu Daiqing wouldn’t like him, that it was just wishful thinking on his part, but he had held on until now just on the basis of the little bit of kindness Fu Daiqing showed him. His feelings were a secret all this while also because he knew that once he voiced them, he would no longer be able to go on liking him. Cheng Xu was well aware of the cowardice deep in his bones–this was how he was when interacting with people, and also when in love with someone.
He had tasted enough the bitterness of having a secret crush, so when he first realised that he might have feelings for Zheng Yikun, his first choice was to run away. But even after leaving Beijing, even after not seeing Zheng Yikun for a long time, he still occasionally recalled that night at the club: the chaotic, disorienting lights; the noisy, rowdy music; in the center, Zheng Yikun walking towards him.
Sometimes, as he thought further, Cheng Xu would become a little angry. Angry that this person could put on such a convincing act, such that Cheng Xu dreamt of him, wanted to see him, couldn’t get him out of his mind.
Fortunately, unlike Fu Daiqing, Zheng Yikun had never contacted him ever since he left Beijing. After avoiding him in this manner for a long time, Cheng Xu thought that he had already forgotten his feelings for this person–until that day when they encountered wild waves at sea. The boat shook violently. Cheng Xu lost his balance and fell onto the railing, crashing into it until he was dizzy. A school senior came over to help him up. There was mayhem around them and his head wasn’t very clear, and somehow, he misheard the senior’s voice as Zheng Yikun’s.
By the time he managed to pull himself to his feet holding the railing and his vision turned from blurry to clear, under the urging of the wind, his nose burned with unshed tears and he suddenly missed Zheng Yikun’s insouciant hug madly.
The smell of tobacco, of alcohol–neither was a smell he liked. But on that night, those smells converged on Zheng Yikun’s body, and he ended up liking them so much.
The stormy waves that time were truly an escape from the clutches of death. The moment the boat touched shore, the senior whose face had been tense the entire time suddenly let out a sigh and said, “Actually, I really thought just now that my life would end here today.”
The crisis had been sudden and the equipment the engineering team had lowered to the seabed couldn’t be retrieved in time. Despite that, the dock was full of people there to welcome them. Most of them were teachers and students from the university while some were family members of the boat’s crew. Cheng Xu had been following his teacher about and keeping busy ever since he arrived here, staying either in the lab or on the boat. Other than the people he usually met during his studies or his work, there was no one he was familiar with. Hence, when he heard someone shouting his name amid the clamour, he wondered if he was hearing things.
When he turned his head and saw a frowning Zheng Yikun walking towards him, he wondered if his head was injured from the fall just now.
Cheng Xu’s head, including the bruise from the fall, was pressed against someone’s chest. Still in a daze, he heard someone say beside his ear, “Shit… I was so fucking scared.”
Cheng Xu didn’t close his eyes. He was thinking, figuring out the situation right now, his lashes brushing against Zheng Yikun’s clothes every now and then. Zheng Yikun was someone who used cologne but the fragrance on him today was very mild, heavily mixed with the salty smell of the sea.
Two hugs, both with very special scents.
“You…”
Cheng Xu didn’t know if he was seeing things but the corners of Zheng Yikun’s eyes seemed reddened, overlaid with threads of blood. He ducked his head and thought. Perhaps it was due to the strong winds blowing in from the sea.
Cheng Xu was someone who followed the rules to the dot. If someone subtly turned him down, he would not ask a second time. Hence, even when the sentence was right at his lips, he still swallowed it back down. He thought that Zheng Yikun probably had his own reason for being there and that he probably shouldn’t ask.
They randomly picked a place to eat. Unlike the past, Zheng Yikun didn’t say much the entire time. There were quite a few times when Cheng Xu looked up and saw Zheng Yikun staring at him, lost in his thoughts.
“What is it?” After ladling a bowl of soup, Cheng Xu finally couldn’t help asking.
“Nothing.” Zheng Yikun turned his head to look out the window and ran a hand down the hair at the back of his head. He looked rather irritable.
“Eat up,” Cheng Xu urged softly. “You didn’t eat much.”
“I’m not hungry.”
“Eat a bit even if you’re not hungry.” He’d sensed it earlier when held in Zheng Yikun’s embrace and taking a careful look at him now, Cheng Xu could be sure that Zheng Yikun had indeed become a lot thinner recently. “You’ve become thinner.”
Zheng Yikun looked at him silently, without answering. When Cheng Xu finished his bowl of soup, he heard Zheng Yikun ask, “Must you do this kind of underwater project?”
“Hmm?”
Cheng Xu didn’t understand. He looked up at Zheng Yikun. Zheng Yikun met his gaze and stayed silent for a while, then turned his head away.
“It’s quite dangerous. You should change to a different project if you can. If you can’t, you should be more careful.”
Cheng Xu didn’t know if he was assuming too much again but from that day on, he felt that at the very least, Zheng Yikun was concerned about him. He didn’t dare believe that Zheng Yikun had gone there for the express purpose of looking for him but the silence during the meal let his heart again have that tiny bit of hope that he shouldn’t have.
Later on, he returned to Beijing, then went to Hainan to visit Xu Tangcheng. On the beach, they talked a lot. After he truly spoke the feelings in his heart, he realised that talking about these things that he could not figure out wasn’t so hard after all.
On the flight back to Beijing, sitting next to him was a couple. The girl’s ears seemed uncomfortable during take-off. The guy gently reminded her to keep her mouth open and not to be nervous. When the plane was flying steadily, Cheng Xu heard the guy ask softly, “Better now?”
Beyond the narrow plane window was the blue sky and below the blue sky were white clouds, looking so light and floaty, like those feelings that seemed so far away yet were so soft there was no crack they could not slip into. After the plane landed, Cheng Xu returned to campus on his own. He made a decision on the subway: before leaving Beijing, he would see Zheng Yikun one more time.
03
Cheng Xu had very early on decided on watching a meteor shower but when he invited Zheng Yikun, things didn't go well. After listening to him, Zheng Yikun hesitated, then said, “I might have a dinner engagement that day.”
It would be a lie if he said he wasn’t disappointed. Standing in the corridor where there was no one else, Cheng Xu dug his finger into the seam between the tiles and pondered Zheng Yikun’s tactful refusal.
“Is the dinner engagement very important? I heard that this meteor shower is very rare. I…” After thinking about it for a long while, Cheng Xu didn’t continue explaining why the meteor shower was so worth watching. Instead, he said, “I’ll be leaving Beijing next month.”
A brief silence. Zheng Yikun asked, “Where will you be going?”
“I found a job in Shanghai. It’s near my home.”
The elevator doors in the corridor opened. A few students walked out. The same lab, yet the people inside had changed to juniors that Cheng Xu did not recognise.
In that instant, holding the phone, Cheng Xu suddenly felt a little aggrieved. He bit his lips and ducked his head, asking in a very small voice, “You really can’t go with me?”
In Cheng Xu’s eyes, this question of his was not very sensible and sounded a little like pestering. But in actual fact, there was still half a sentence that he hadn’t dared said: I can’t find anyone else to go with me and I also want to see you once before I leave.
He couldn’t do this kind of emotional blackmail, even if he truly wanted to see Zheng Yikun.
“I’ll go.”
At the moment when Cheng Xu felt himself so aggrieved that he had to hang up, Zheng Yikun suddenly sighed and spoke.
“I’ll go. I’ll go with you.”
There were not many people at the top of the hill yet when they reached. The two of them looked around and picked a rock that was very tall but flat to sit on. Zheng Yikun shivered from the wind, then turned his head to look at the people around them, each one more excited than the last. He was seriously wondering if these people who came to squat on top of a hill on a cold day had yet to complete their evolution.
“Can we really see shooting stars?”
“We should be able to.” Cheng Xu sat beside him and turned towards him. “I asked my friend.”
Zheng Yikun wanted to say something snide but he saw that the eyes Cheng Xu turned towards him were full of seriousness and thus, he couldn’t say anything. He propped his hands behind himself, tilted his head back and looked up at the sky for a while. He felt that it was truly pointless, so he fished out a cigarette from his pocket. When he turned his head again, he saw that Cheng Xu was looking up, not moving an inch as he watched the quiet sky. The night wind couldn’t be said to be gentle, blowing Cheng Xu’s hair into disarray. A few locks fell over his face and almost half an eye was covered.
Cigarette between his fingertips, all of a sudden, Zheng Yikun couldn’t quite come back to his senses. For an instant–perhaps it was an illusion–he felt that their surroundings had suddenly quieted down and the beating of his heart was being amplified.
“Zheng Yikun.”
Cheng Xu called his name but didn’t turn to look at him.
“Hmm?”
Holding the cigarette, Zheng Yikun’s hand fell onto his lap.
“Do you think wishing on a shooting star really works?”
Those words sounded a little childish to Zheng Yikun. Before he could think of how to answer, Cheng Xu was already giving his own answer, unminding of anyone else.
“Actually, it probably doesn’t work. They say that if you make a wish when a shooting star falls, your wish will come true. But what's it based on? A shooting star is clearly just… a falling space rock.” Cheng Xu suddenly smiled and said, “But there are people who still believe. At first, I didn’t understand why but I understood later on. They may not necessarily believe that stuff about making a wish on a shooting star and the wish coming true. It’s just that they have hope in their hearts. To have hope… is a wonderful thing.”
After saying all that, Cheng Xu stopped speaking. He only continued to sit there, maintaining the same posture.
“Mhm… Maybe.”
Cheng Xu was actually very good-looking. It was just that he was used to being flustered. On top of that, due to his shyness and timidity, he rarely looked directly at someone. Hence, what others saw was always his avoidance and his lowered head, and not how he was good-looking.
Perhaps he had drank so much at the banquet during the day that he wasn’t clear-headed; at the moment, looking at Cheng Xu, Zheng Yikun was unable to move his eyes away. He didn’t know when his hand had come up, moving against the wind, fingers gradually rising–and when he was about to touch Cheng Xu’s ear, he finally jolted back to his senses. He snatched his hand back. This panicky feeling, as though he had been dreaming, was extremely unfamiliar to him and his mind blanked out for quite a while. He didn’t know how to explain his loss of control just now.
Meanwhile, Cheng Xu seemed completely unaware of Zheng Yikun’s earlier actions. As before, his head was tilted back and he was quietly looking at the pitch-black sky. Were it not for his eyes blinking, Zheng Yikun would have thought that this Cheng Xu was a fake.
Zheng Yikun lowered his head. Pushing himself up with one arm, he rose to his feet. He looked down at Cheng Xu for a while. In the end, without saying anything, he turned and walked a few steps towards an empty spot behind, finally lighting the cigarette. While smoking and calming down, he received a call, work-related. The signal on the hill wasn’t good. Zheng Yikun couldn’t hear clearly what the person on the other end was saying and gave a few cursory replies, then hung up. He had just taken a harsh draw on the cigarette when he heard a burst of clamour. When he looked up again, he was a little astounded despite himself.
A large cluster of shooting stars was streaking across the horizon. Rather than a beautiful sight, Zheng Yikun felt that it was valorous, sacred.
“Cheng–” His head tilted back, he took a step forward, wanting to call out to Cheng Xu, but saw that the person sitting on the rock had at some point already lowered his head as though to quietly sink down.
Even if, at this moment, the horizon was abuzz with excitement and the crowd was full of delight.
In that instant, the brief delighted surprise he’d felt just now disappeared all at once, the noise in his ears also cutting off abruptly. Zheng Yikun’s entire world seemed to only contain that person whose head was buried in his arms.
The swollen, aching feeling in his heart made his steps falter. Even his breathing trembled from the pain.
Zheng Yikun could very proudly say that he was someone very suited to society. He could deal with any kind of person and there was no situation he could not handle. But it was only with Cheng Xu that he had no desire at all to bring out the artifice he used on other people. Perhaps, right from the start, the position he’d given Cheng Xu was different from others. In his eyes, Cheng Xu was a pristine person, always shrinking into a world of his own yet constantly gazing at the world outside with eyes that had a touch of envy. He didn’t know how to be scheming, he didn’t know how to fight for himself, and he couldn’t be even the least bit unkind to others. Meanwhile, the moment someone treated him just a tiny bit better, he would remember it for life and then repay the kindness. A person like this was someone Zheng Yikun felt that not even he, Zheng Yikun himself, had the right to hurt.
Hence, back when he first found out about Fu Daiqing, Zheng Yikun had wanted nothing more than to corner that man in an empty alley and beat him up. Others might say that pretending not to know was to avoid causing hurt but just one look and Zheng Yikun could tell what the man was planning. Playing dumb, showing the concern an older brother should have for a younger brother–Cheng Xu had never made it clear anyway and Fu Daiqing himself had also never done anything that crossed the line. Even if Cheng Xu was hurt, it was because Cheng Xu himself misunderstood his kind intentions. This way, no one could find any fault with the person who was the target of this secret crush.
And that was why Cheng Xu was truly a fool. So foolish that there were many times when Zheng Yikun couldn’t believe that there could be someone who was deserving of Cheng Xu’s sincere feelings.
The meteor shower very quickly took leave with the brief light. The person who had insisted on coming to watch did not see it at all.
But it was a sight he’d been looking forward to for a long time, wasn’t it?
Zheng Yikun drew a deep breath. Even if he’d reminded himself a hundred times in his heart not to take action, he was already crossing the crowd whose excitement was dying down to crouch beside Cheng Xu.
Cheng Xu was tracing the lines on one of his palms with his other hand. Just like how he hadn’t noticed Zheng Yikun wanting to touch him just now, he seemed completely unaware of all the changes in his surroundings right now.
“Shooting stars. Aren’t you gonna look?” Zheng Yikun asked softly.
Cheng Xu blinked, then shook his head. His lips moved. Zheng Yikun didn’t hear clearly what he said.
Zheng Yikun turned slightly and stubbed out his cigarette on the rock. The cigarette burned a black mark. Even after the wind blew the ashes away, the mark remained.
“Cheng Xu.”
After having his avoidance indulged for so long, it was easy to accept that he had done no wrong. But Zheng Yikun had always remembered that he was the one who first provoked Cheng Xu.
“I’ve always felt that you deserve the best.” Zheng Yikun was startled by his own rather tacky words but let out a resigned laugh and continued. “In the past, you asked if I was a good person. I said, ‘I’m not.’ I wasn’t lying. I don’t really care much when it comes to girlfriends or boyfriends. I can’t even keep track of how many people I’ve dated. But not you.”
When Cheng Xu heard those words, his thumb stopped moving. This time, he slowly raised his head, his gaze calm. He asked Zheng Yikun, “Why?”
“I’m scared.” Zheng Yikun had never admitted this to anyone but he couldn’t be any more clear on this: from the moment he was aware that he liked Cheng Xu and until later on when he was aware that Cheng Xu liked him too, he had always been scared.
Cheng Xu was rather doubtful. He looked at Zheng Yikun, quietly waiting for him to explain.
“You’re not the same. I think that you’ll meet someone you can spend the rest of your life with but I also keep worrying, what if that fucker treats you badly? Sometimes, as I think, I’ll suddenly take action for just those few minutes and think, perhaps I should just keep you by my side. But once I think that, I get scared again.”
A slight blink. Cheng Xu could feel that even his lips were trembling. After staying silent for a long while, he finally squeezed a few words past the lump in his throat. “Scared of?”
“I’m scared that in the end, I’ll hurt you, that I’ll disappoint you.”
Zheng Yikun lifted his hand and gently brushed away the hair hiding Cheng Xu’s eyes.
“I’m scared that one day, you’ll say to me, ‘Zheng Yikun, you said you’d love me for a lifetime.’”
Cheng Xu had never been in a relationship before. Just this “for a lifetime” that did not belong to him was enough to make his heart squeeze in pain.
“A lifetime… is too long for me.”
After Zheng Yikun said that, Cheng Xu could no longer stop his tears from falling. He’d planned to see Zheng Yikun for the last time tonight. He didn’t want at all to cry in front of Zheng Yikun tonight, but he couldn’t control himself.
He’d known this early on. Zheng Yikun was so smart, he understood everything.
Cheng Xu finally raised his head again and looked up at the sky, but it wasn’t to see the shooting stars. The sky seemed even darker than before, as though the shooting stars were brief, and so was hope itself.
Zheng Yikun was still maintaining his posture from before. Crouched there, he looked at Cheng Xu, as well as at the tears sliding down the curve of his face. He had always felt love to be an impulsive action, so he didn’t believe in it, nor did he want it. But just now, when he saw Cheng Xu’s back profile under the shooting stars, he knew that no matter how scared he was, he had fallen.
“A lifetime is too long. I’m scared I won’t be able to hold on. But to let you go through it alone–I really can’t do that either.”
The face he hadn’t had the courage to touch just now, he was touching now through the tears.
“I might not give a damn about that lousy bit of light in the sky but I also couldn’t bear seeing you with your head down just now, not looking at them.”
Zheng Yikun had spoken his fair share of flowery words but speaking from the depths of his heart was a first for him.
He curved his index finger and wiped the tear tracks on Cheng Xu’s face with the joint. This was the first time in his life he was making a concession.
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