"I don't believe you."
Qin Ci suddenly spoke.
Just half a month ago, Xie Zhitan had found him unbearably annoying.
"Qin Ci, I like you."
Xie Zhitan rested his chin in the crook of Qin Ci's neck. His voice was very quiet, but each word was exceptionally clear.
Hearing Xie Zhitan say he liked him again, Qin Ci simply stood there with his hands still poised under the water.
After who knew how long, Qin Ci straightened his stiff body, turned off the tap, and pulled Xie Zhitan's arms away.
"Qin Ci, you..."
Xie Zhitan's heart abruptly clenched. Why was Qin Ci pushing him away?
Had he come too late?
But just now, in bed, Qin Ci had said he loved him.
Yes, Qin Ci had said he loved Xie Zhitan.
Those words were a lifeline, catching Xie Zhitan's plummeting heart.
Was this love-these feelings with nowhere to go, this worry that gnawed at his heart and bones, this uncertainty that plagued him every moment?
Xie Zhitan's heart ached until it went numb.
His face turned pale as he stared fixedly at Qin Ci.
Qin Ci had better not say anything else.
Qin Ci had better not say he didn't love him anymore.
Otherwise, he would lock Qin Ci up. Not here in the country, and not in Fog City either. Qin Ci's uncle was there...
"Xie Zhitan, you just said you liked me twice. Say it one more time."
Qin Ci had no idea that Xie Zhitan was plotting a crime in his head.
He waited nervously for Xie Zhitan's answer, only for the man to stare at him with a strange look in his eyes, as though he'd gone fucking stupid.
Was he laughing at how dark his skin was?
"Hey, Xie-"
"I like you, Qin Ci."
Xie