Chapter 77
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Jing Sui stared fixedly at the sketchbook on the ground. Even though it was only a half-finished product and could even be said to be a draft with only a few strokes … the scene in the drawing was something that he would never forget for the rest of his life.
He had once brought the youth there and solemnly promised his love to him.
That was the first time he had been so honest with someone.
The first time he had told someone that he loved them.
But the youth did not believe him and eventually left him.
What happened after that … Jing Sui did not want to recall it. He closed his eyes in pain and looked up at the youth in front of him.
At this moment, all the doubts in his heart disappeared.
So it really was you, and … you remember everything.
Why did you draw the Immortal Cloud Star? Could it be that in your heart, there is actually a trace of me that you still care about and have not let go of me?
Jing Sui could not help but have this wild hope in his heart, but he felt that it should not be.
He had countless questions that he wanted to ask, and he even wanted to directly reveal his identity. He no longer had to endure and hide, but in the end, he slowly calmed down. He couldn't ignore the many illogicalities. Things shouldn't be so simple.
Being impulsive and rash would only backfire.
If Ji Ling really came to this world when he and Jing Sui were in the same car accident, he should have had some time to adapt. Moreover, with the youth's sensitive and gentle personality, it was impossible for him to easily forget his family in the other world. Moreover, after suffering such pain, he was calm about everything and accepted his current identity and family as a matter of course.
When a person came to a different world, no matter how well he disguised himself, there was bound to be a process of acceptance. And the youth was not an overly scheming person, and it was impossible for him to be flawless.
But the truth was that he really looked like a person from this world. The interaction and affection he had with Yang Wei were not fake. He really treated Yang Wei as his own mother and was also used to his current life. The brightness and happiness in his eyes were not an act.
This was also why Jing Sui clearly felt that they were so similar, but he still maintained doubts and did not dare to acknowledge them.
Ji Ling was like a person who belonged to this world. Now, he seemed more real and natural. On the other hand, in his previous world, he was too kind and out of place. Being a hedonist was more like his disguise.
Jing Sui thought of many possibilities. Maybe Ji Ling had forgotten everything, maybe he only remembered the memories of this world, or maybe he had been in this world longer than she had, so long that he had completely integrated into it …
He had thought of many possibilities, but he had never imagined that Ji Ling would be able to remain indifferent even though he clearly remembered everything about that world.
Why was that?
What was going on with this world?
Ji Ling looked at Jing Sui in confusion. He waved his hand in front of Jing Sui and asked, "Mr. Fu, what's wrong?"
Jing Sui took a deep breath and bent down to pick up the sketchbook on the ground. He looked at Ji Ling with a complicated expression and said hoarsely, "You drew very well."
Ji Ling was stunned for a moment. Was Mr. Fu entranced by his drawing? But it was just a draft. It couldn't be that good …
He was a little embarrassed and said humbly, "You flatter me."
Jing Sui was silent for a moment. He suppressed the pain in his eyes and said slowly, "The scenery here is beautiful, but … why don't you draw some people?"
Ji Ling met the man's deep gaze. There seemed to be a deep sadness in it, which made him think of Jing Sui … Why didn't he draw people? Ji Ling thought about it and looked away. "… I didn't expect that."
Really? Just didn't expect it?
That was not the real answer.
You're lying to me.
Jing Sui fixed his eyes on the young man. After a while, he let out a low and hoarse chuckle and said casually, "How did you come up with such a drawing? You really have an imagination. "
Ji Ling smiled shyly. "I was inspired by a novel."
He paused and didn't say anything else. He was afraid that Mr. Fu would continue asking about the novel. Mr. Fu looked like a serious and domineering CEO! How could he talk to him about a romance novel? That was too embarrassing!
Fortunately, Mr. Fu didn't continue asking.
Ji Ling blinked and said, "Mr. Fu, I'm going back." This was a hint for him to return the sketchbook!
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