Ji Li picked all the meat out of the strainer and gave it to him: "Then why ask? Eat."
Ying Yunsheng: "Oh."
Lin Chengshuang, who witnessed the whole thing: "..."
Suddenly, I felt like I'd been force-fed a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).
He sighed sadly, looked down to try and scoop out the cooked meat from the hot pot, only to find a pot full of floating vegetable leaves.
Where's the meat?
Lin Chengshuang looked around and saw that Ying Yunsheng's bowl was full of sliced meat and meatballs, and Ji Li's bowl was only half full.
He looked up in shock.
Ji Li glanced at him calmly: "Self-reliance leads to abundance."
Lin Chengshuang: "..."
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Lin Chengshuang turned back every few steps as she left, her eyes filled with resentment each time she looked back.
Ji Li tidied up the mess on the table: "No one else has touched the room you stayed in last time, but the sheets and blankets haven't been used for a long time, so I changed them for you a couple of days ago. You can sleep in them right away. But the clothes you sent haven't arrived yet, so why don't you wear mine for now?"
Ying Yunsheng's heart skipped a beat: "Okay."
After he finished showering, he found Ji Li in the kitchen.
Ji Li stood in front of the kitchen counter and handed him the warmed milk: "Remember to wash the cup after you finish drinking it."
"Um."
Ying Yunsheng finished his milk, washed the cup, and found Ji Li in the master bedroom.
Ji Li was standing in front of the desk, handing him a tablet: "I don't have any extra phones, use this for now. It has Baidu on it, just search for whatever you want to play."
“Uh…” Ying Yunsheng silently replied, “Oh.”
Ji Li reopened the wardrobe and saw that he was looking sullen: "What's wrong?"
What's wrong?
Last time, before they officially became a couple, Ji Li would occasionally make a joke to tease him when he came over; now that he's her boyfriend, why is her attitude even more serious than before?
Ying Yunsheng hadn't figured out how to start the conversation. His gaze drifted aimlessly until it landed on the bookshelf, where he suddenly noticed something: "Ji Li."
"Um?"
Can I take anything from your bookshelf?
Ji Li was looking for the clothes she wanted to change into: "Okay."
Ying Yunsheng pulled out the book he had been staring at, and as soon as he opened it, the page with the photo sandwiched in the middle was right there.
It's a wedding photo.
Ying Yunsheng still remembered the woman; he had seen her once in Tingfeng Lane. She was beautiful, and Ji Li's appearance was largely inherited from her, his biological mother.
As for the other one, at first glance, he almost mistook her for Ji Li as an adult. But upon closer inspection, he found that they actually didn't look much alike. The reason for the illusion was that the gentle and warm temperament of the two was like a copy and paste.
If the left side is the mother, then the right side is the father?
"yes."
Ying Yunsheng was startled, only then realizing that he had just blurted out his innermost thoughts.
Ji Li glanced at the photo and then looked away: "But he died young; I wasn't even born when he was buried."
Ying Yunsheng pursed his lips: "Is it because of a heart condition?"
Ji Li was taken aback: "Why would you think that?"
Ying Yunsheng glanced at him but remained silent.
“The reasoning is very logical, but unfortunately the answer is wrong.” Ji Li smiled. “My illness is congenital, not hereditary. He died because of human intervention.”
"Man-made?" Ying Yunsheng thought of something. "Is it also because of your mother's profession?"
Ji Li hummed in agreement: "Her enemies originally wanted to seek revenge on her, but she survived because my father held them off."
Ying Yunsheng didn't know how to evaluate this act of exchanging one life for another.
Similarly, he didn't know how to evaluate the living.
What kind of person could endure repeated perilous situations for those around them, yet still refuse to give up or take a different path? Is it a passion for their work? A thirst for history? Or some other belief unknown to others?
“She only found out she was pregnant with me after my father died,” Ji Li continued. “Can you imagine that feeling? My arrival was, in a way, a comfort to her after my father’s death, a legacy left to her by my father’s spirit in heaven.”
Ying Yunsheng saw in him once again the same emotions that had enveloped him when he first brought him in, as thick as a torrential downpour.
Is her obsession with your "living" because of this?
Ji Li was taken aback: "What?"
“As long as a person is alive, it doesn’t matter whether they’re in school or lying in a hospital bed,” Ying Yunsheng repeated. “Is that why she feels she has a responsibility to keep you alive, no matter what it takes, because you’re the one your father entrusted to her?”
Ji Li chuckled: "It's very impolite to speculate about the intentions of elders."
Ying Yunsheng stared at him: "You know perfectly well."
"Know what?"
“You spend more time with your mother than I do, can’t you see at all what her attitude towards you really is? Is her refusal to take you with her because she thinks the hospital is safer than her, or is it simply because taking you with her is too much trouble? Is sending you to Tingfeng Lane because it’s remote and suitable for recuperation, or because following you around would likely get in her way?”
Ying Yunsheng said, “I am not her, and I don’t know what she is thinking. I only know that I don’t want to be separated from you for even a second, knowing your condition. No matter how busy I am at work or how dangerous my situation is, as long as you are willing, I will definitely keep you by my side because I love you. So I believe that no one in this world cares about you more carefully than me. I am more suitable to be your caregiver than anyone else. Even if you are unwilling and I have to leave you where you are, I will definitely arrange for the neighbors to take care of you for me.”
“She abandoned you somewhere else. The only elder who would visit your home is the neighbor who brings you meals. She might not even come to see you once a year, not even during the Chinese New Year. She never stays for more than a day. Is she really thinking of you, or is it just because she has never cared about you at all? Can’t you really tell?”
Ying Yunsheng walked towards him and stopped just inches away: "I don't know what your parents' relationship was like, but the psychological pressure of someone dying for you must be unbearable. She was using you as a tool to relieve her guilt."
Ji Li poked his face: "You have a lot of opinions about my mother."
“She was a victim in your father’s affair, but she shouldn’t use you to find psychological balance.” Ying Yunsheng frowned and grabbed his hand. “You don’t need to take responsibility for her either.”
"What responsibility have I taken?"
"Her wishes are hers to keep; you don't need to accommodate them."
Ji Li: "But her wish is for me to live to be a hundred years old. You mean I should... um."
Ying Yunsheng raised his hand to cover his mouth: "Don't misunderstand me."
He clearly wanted him to do what he wanted to do, and not to feel self-loathing or self-denial, or to feel sorry for his mother, because he went against her wishes to study archaeology.
“You seem to think too highly of me.” Ji Li removed his hand. “Didn’t I tell you last time that I chose liberal arts because I’m a very selfish person at heart?”
Ying Yunsheng covered his mouth again: "You are different from her."
"Whatever," Ji Li said. "But there is something I do really want to do right now."
"What?"
Ji Li asked with a smile, "May I kiss you?"
Ying Yunsheng's hand trembled, and the tips of his ears turned red instantly.
A note from the author:
Thank you so much for your support! I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 50
Chapter 50
Phone card
Ji Li grabbed Ying Yunsheng's hand and pressed it against his.
The other person had just finished showering and had a very faint scent of shower gel, the fragrance of lavender.
Ji Li gently pressed her lips to his, slowly caressing them.
Ying Yunsheng was completely unable to think straight. The rhythm was controlled by the other party from beginning to end. He could only helplessly go along with it, his hand unconsciously tightening around the other party's clothes.
It appears that he is holding the person in his arms, but in reality, he needs to lean on the other person to stand up.
Their breaths mingled intimately.
When they parted, Ying Yunsheng could no longer distinguish east from west.
Ji Li grunted, "There's been progress; at least you can breathe now."
Ying Yunsheng's ears turned bright red, almost bleeding, and he once again doubted the truth of the other party's claim that this was "their first time in love."
Or is it that some people are just naturally gifted at this?
Ji Li: "It's getting late, go to sleep."
Ying Yunsheng silently picked up the tablet: "Oh."
He returned to his room with a flushed face and sat under the air conditioner for more than ten minutes until his blood pressure calmed down.
I casually put the tablet on the bedside table, then suddenly remembered something and picked it up.
Press the switch and find Baidu.
Ying Yunsheng hesitated for a moment before carefully typing "Plato love" into the search box.
He wasn't sure which three characters were "Plato," so he used pinyin.
Click search.
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For several days in a row, Ji Li felt that Ying Yunsheng was looking at him strangely.
However, given that Ying Yunsheng only rested for one day and went out to find a part-time job as soon as he woke up the next day, and then went out early and returned late every day, the two did not meet often, so Ji Li could not judge whether he was wrong.
And soon he stopped thinking about these things.
I need to go out for a while.
Ying Yunsheng had just finished a day's work and washed his hands when he heard this question: "Where are you going?"