061 immediately pasted a stick-on heat pad from the storehouse over his stomach, then lightly placed his hand over it through the heat pad. As such, even though Chi Xiaochi felt a little unwell, he could still keep up the act.
Chi Xiaochi cocked his head to the side slightly, watching Zhan Yanchao.
Zhan Yanchao’s head was lowered so far down that it was practically buried in his chest, only leaving Chi Xiaochi the view of his fluffy hair whorl. “I know my wrongs now.”
When he said those words, there was a bitter taste on the base of Zhan Yanchao’s tongue, making it numb, but at the same time, he was full of anticipation.
Give me a chance, I’ll never do that to you ever again. I’ll treat you well. Once I go back, I’ll burn both the whip and the coffin. I’ll let you be an Alpha, the strongest Alpha.
You’ve been with me since I was eight. It’s already been close to ten years now, longer than half my lifetime.
Please be as softhearted as you used to be…… Please.
There were thousands of words he wanted to say, but when they came to Zhan Yanchao’s mouth, they condensed into a single sentence, “I know my wrongs now”.
Chi Xiaochi looked at him. Zhan Yanchao didn’t know how much time passed before he asked, “……So?”
Zhan Yanchao, “Don’t hate me. Don’t hate me. I want you to come home with me. I’ll make it up to you. I restored your room a long time ago, I bought new furniture, the old ones…… I…… threw away all the old ones. As long as you come back, I’ll listen to everything you say from now on……”
After speaking this string of words, he was almost a little out of breath.
The huge pressure made him unable to lift his head. Even when he had been surrounded by seven or eight Zerg in these past few days, he hadn’t felt this kind of despair, but at the same time, he was full of hope.
After a while, he heard Ji Zuoshan’s judgement, “I don’t hate you, because that’s not necessary.”
Zhan Yanchao felt a surge of joy, but before he could grab onto Ji Zuoshan’s arm in happiness, he heard said person continue, “I won’t go back, because that’s also not necessary.”
Zhan Yanchao abruptly stood up. His head was still lowered, but his tone had already started to become hurried, “Why isn’t that necessary? Why isn’t it?! To me, it’s really important! Really important!”
He hated his crazed self in the beginning!
If he hadn’t burnt all of Ji Zuoshan’s things all for the sake of a moment of satisfaction, he wouldn’t be left with nothing but an ordinary notebook as the only thing with a trace of Ji Zuoshan’s past.
His heart was beating wildly in his throat, making him hurt terribly.
Chi Xiaochi’s emotions, however, were as indifferent as ever. “I feel that my opinions are also very important. Can you respect my opinions?”
Zhan Yanchao’s childish temper which had been suppressed for a very long time flared up once more. “If you feel like there’s anything bad about me, I can change it, I can change anything, but you can’t not give me a chance.”
Chi Xiaochi asked, “Why can’t I?”
Zhan Yanchao’s knuckles cracked, a sign of his anger in the past.
“Are you going to get angry again?” Chi Xiaochi asked calmly, “Going to pull your whip out again?”
Zhan Yanchao’s fingers unclenched.
He lifted his head and stared at the person in front of him.
A big, round tear fell from his eye, and hung from his eyelashes, teetering on the verge of falling.
Chi Xiaochi was still looking at him.
The bitterly pleading Zhan Yanchao, the panicked out of his mind Zhan Yanchao, the carefully fawning Zhan Yanchao, the weak, powerless Zhan Yanchao. They had all never appeared in Ji Zuoshan’s original memories.
In those memories of Ji Zuoshan’s, he was strong, overbearing, innocent yet barbaric.
And these Zhan Yanchao’s, entirely different from the past, Chi Xiaochi saw them all in the span of a few minutes.
Ji Zuoshan, in his body, had seen it all as well.
Soon, Ji Zuoshan spoke, “Let’s go.”
There was no sadness, no anger, no joy. He just said, let’s go.
Chi Xiaochi readily followed this good advice, closing the booklet, planning on going to take a look at this new, accidentally acquired mecha.
Zhan Yanchao wiped away the tears staining his long lashes. “Ji Zuoshan, I love you.”
Chi Xiaochi didn’t have a very big reaction, just pausing in his footsteps, but the tip of Ji Zuoshan’s heart trembled.
When he had still been alive, Zhan Yanchao had never once seriously told him “I love you”. Even when they were having sex, he would only place his mouth against his ear and tell him roguish words that would make his face turn red.
He hadn’t thought he would actually have the fortune of hearing it now.
Ji Zuoshan let out a self-deprecating, melancholic laugh, “……Ha.”
Hearing Ji Zuoshan laugh like this, Chi Xiaochi could already guess his attitude. He continued towards the exit without hesitation.
Zhan Yanchao chased after him, shouting painfully, “Ji Zuoshan! Do you dare say that you don’t love me? You dare say it?!”
Chi Xiaochi, who’d walked to the entrance of the tent, lifted the tent flap and waved backwards lazily.
“I don’t dare,” Chi Xiaochi said, candid, “I loved you, it’s nothing I can’t admit.”
If he’d never loved him, Ji Zuoshan couldn’t have been that sad and hateful, hating him to the point that he would rather burn himself to death than be taken back and given a funeral by Zhan Yanchao.
But that was all in the “past”.
A long time after Ji Zuoshan disappeared out of the tent, Zhan Yanchao finally sat down, disappointed. He picked up that disposable cup, smoothing it out, stroking it, unwilling to throw it away. In the end, he placed it in his inner jacket pocket.
Upon leaving the tent, Chi Xiaochi looked up at the sky.
One of the countless rays of dawn shone down, engulfing the youth’s slim figure, making him squint slightly.
061 checked the data. He said, “The regret value has risen to 30 points.”
Chi Xiaochi, “En.”
061 tried to hold back, but in the end, he still couldn’t help it. “……Not going to exchange them for cards?”
Chi Xiaochi closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth slowly rose in a smile.
061 coughed lightly, “May this student not laugh at his teacher.”
Chi Xiaochi replied, wronged, “Laoshi, I didn’t.”
061 made his voice a little rougher, “Your scores are so inconsistent, what’s wrong, can’t you distribute your points in the class of goodwill value a little more evenly?”
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Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From The Trash Bin
RandomDescription Chi Xiaochi: fourth-rate citizen at birth, three-time award-winning film emperor, second-rate temper, first-class looks. He crawled his way out of hell on hard mode to become a winner at life. Then, he was smashed into a vegetative stat...
