"If you can't say the reason right now, then don't tell me," Ding Yixin smiled faintly. "When you can say it, and when you want to say it, then tell me, okay?"
Ding Yixin placed one hand on the back of Rong Xingyu's neck.
"But no matter what the situation is, don't lie to me."
Ding Yixin's fingers gently rubbed the back of Rong Xingyu's neck.
This was clearly a soothing gesture, yet Rong Xingyu inexplicably felt a chill there, as if he were being lightly restrained.
Ding Yixin's hand applied a bit of pressure and pulling Rong Xingyu's body slightly closer to himself.
Rong Xingyu pressed his lips together and he nodded his head obediently.
The distance between them was now very close, so close that even their breaths mingled together.
Ding Yixin stood up and pulled Rong Xingyu into his arms.
Rong Xingyu instinctively reached out and wrapped his arms around Ding Yixin's waist, resting his face against his body.
Being in his lover's embrace always made him feel safe.
