When Ji Yanzhi heard those words, he was filled with emotions he could not put into words. It felt as though wounds he had carried for years were quietly being soothed by a gentle touch.
"Do you remember what I told you before? Anyone who's with you would be happy." He held Ji Ting's hand, stroking it tenderly. "But now I think it's more than happiness. You have the power to make people better, too."
Ji Ting was like a soft ray of light, never dazzling, never forceful. Yet his thoughts would subtly seep into every part of you, like the last glow of sunset, the first breeze of spring, or an endless blue sky.
Simply gazing at him from afar could draw you into a joy you had never known before.
Hearing this, Ji Ting thought for a moment, then gave an equivocal answer. "Not necessarily."
"What do you mean, not necessarily? You're the best."
Ji Ting pressed his lips together. "Looks like we'll have to discuss the fourth question ahead of schedule."
"Hm?"
"Yesterday, you asked whether I'd ever dated anyone or liked anyone in my previous world." Ji Ting looked into his eyes. "Here's my answer: no."
The rainbow-colored bubbles in Ji Yanzhi's heart were just about to float up when Ji Ting added, "But I did go on blind dates."
Ji Yanzhi froze, then his face turned fierce. "You-you went on blind dates? You're so young! What bastard made you go on blind dates?!"
"Ji Yanzhi, I was already twenty-five in that world. I was only a year younger than you." Ji Ting added, "And they introduced me to people because they were concerned about my love life. They weren't bastards."
Ji Yanzhi grew even angrier. "Someone like you needs people worrying about his love life?