"Do you know what you're saying?"
Ji Hanxing struggled to get the words out. Something seemed to be blocking his throat, and his voice was no longer as clear as usual, carrying a slight rasp.
He looked at Yan Jinyue with a measure of scrutiny and anticipation in his eyes.
He was trying to understand what Yan Jinyue had just meant; he was hoping those words meant what he suspected they did.
Ji Hanxing felt his throat go dry. His lips trembled slightly, and his hand instinctively returned the grip, holding Yan Jinyue's hand tightly.
[What exactly does he mean by that?]
[Has he noticed something?]
[Or am I overthinking this?]
Yan Jinyue sensed Ji Hanxing's panic and apprehension. He nodded firmly. "I know what I'm saying."
"I know there are things you can't talk about."
"I'll wait for you."
How could he possibly let Little Star face those things alone?
Ji Hanxing stared at Yan Jinyue in disbelief. Yan Jinyue really had figured it out.
Disbelief gave way to a rush of joy, and Ji Hanxing even felt a flicker of fear. Was all of this really true?
[Am I really not dreaming?]
[Can we really understand each other like this outside a dream?]
For a moment, Yan Jinyue wanted to tell Ji Hanxing that he could hear his thoughts.
But in the end, reason overcame that impulse.
Mind reading sounded so absurd. Even setting aside whether Ji Hanxing would believe him, the very fact that his mind was being read might make Ji Hanxing uneasy and afraid.
He had indeed used his mind reading ability to learn many of Ji Hanxing's true thoughts, to understand him without words, and to avoid many misunderstandings. Ji Hanxing had indeed come to trust and rely on him more because of it.