The atmosphere between them instantly fell silent.
Ji Hanxing stole a glance at Yan Jinyue beside him, unconsciously bit his lip, and stopped moving his hands.
He withdrew his gaze and looked down at the plump grains of white rice in his bowl, his thoughts drifting away.
Yan Jinyue made no attempt to hide his feelings for Ji Hanxing, and Ji Hanxing could clearly sense how differently he treated him.
During the time they had spent together, Ji Hanxing knew that Yan Jinyue's gaze always followed him, and that fervent, sincere feelings would surface in his eyes from time to time.
Yan Jinyue had always helped him, quietly caring about everything to do with Ji Hanxing. Everything he did gave Ji Hanxing a new feeling.
In his former circumstances, Ji Hanxing had been the one others relied on, the one who took care of people. But with Yan Jinyue, Ji Hanxing experienced being cared for, and it felt both new and warm.
Ji Hanxing was no unfeeling plant; how could he be without emotion? He could sense the unique attention and care Yan Jinyue gave him.
But he could not accept those feelings right now.
Ji Hanxing's heart was filled with conflict and indecision.
He was currently burdened with the plot and the system's tasks. He could not even be certain whether he could truly remain alive in this world, so how could he accept Yan Jinyue's sincere, weighty feelings?
"What are you thinking about?"
The voice beside his ear startled Ji Hanxing. He had only just come back to himself when, a moment later, he felt someone touch his head. The hand was large, but its touch was gentle.
Ji Hanxing slowly looked up. It was Yan Jinyue. Their eyes met, and Yan Jinyue slowly withdrew his hand. In