Ji Yanzhi realized he could never keep up with Ji Ting's train of thought. "You think this is a joke?"
"Isn't it?" Ji Ting looked at him in confusion. "You show absolutely no sign of losing your looks right now. Even if that day really comes, I'll stay by your side and grow old with you."
It was a deeply romantic promise, and coming from Ji Ting, it carried an added sense of reassurance. Yet Ji Yanzhi's gaze lingered only briefly on his face before dropping to his injured arm.
"Grow old together?" Ji Yanzhi's expression was frosty. "With the way you disregard your own safety, will we even get that chance?"
There was no avoiding what was coming, and Ji Ting had never intended to dodge it. "Let's go back to my room first. I'll explain everything from the beginning."
He reached for Ji Yanzhi's hand as he spoke, but Ji Yanzhi gave a cold snort, turned, and walked ahead.
A trace of helplessness surfaced in Ji Ting's eyes, and he hurried to catch up.
They took a special elevator underground. As they descended, Ji Yanzhi couldn't help frowning. "This underground facility goes this deep?"
"Yes. It reaches a maximum depth of 220 meters."
Ji Yanzhi turned toward him. "So you've been here all this time for the past two years?"
"Yes."
"Without getting any sunlight?"
Ji Ting pointed upward. "There are designated times every day when we can go up to the surface, and dedicated places to rest."
To Ji Yanzhi, that translated into: hiding in a sunless bunker all day doing research, only coming out for air when he was about to go stir-crazy. He knew that was an exaggeration, but it still made him deeply unhappy.
The elevator descended for another half minute or so before