Ji Yushi’s reaction was very weak. He had said that line without any hesitation, as if it was something he had thought about thousands of times inside and there was no burden for him to say it at all.
It was too abnormal.
It wasn’t like the usual Ji Yushi.
Song Qinglan’s voice now carried a trace of anxiety, “Why don’t you? You have parents, colleagues, friends and also your older brother —- Didn’t we run into him earlier?”
As the two confronted each other, it was like Ji Yushi was caught between something. Every part of his body was stiff and even his breathing was shallow.
Hearing that question, his eyelashes trembled slightly. His expression however remained the same.
He was clearly a little shaken.
Seeing his reaction, Song Qinglan said again, “Otherwise, you also have people you are in a relationship with. If you’re gone, what will happen to them?”
Three turning into one, it really wasn’t something a straight man could bear to listen to.
Song Qinglan felt that it didn’t seem appropriate. This example wasn’t good enough.
He paused and quickly skipped over the topic. He tried his best to focus on the main issue, “Everyone has a reality that truly belongs to them and everyone has a life that belongs to them. Think about it, do you really not have a single thing you want to accomplish in your real reality? For example, your dream or something you have been pursing for a long time? If you give up now, what will become of those years of hard work——”
His words reached an abrupt stop here. Song Qinglan was left stunned because Ji Yushi’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and a tear slipped down at an extremely fast speed.
Song Qinglan had never seen anyone’s tears fall so fast and so straightforwardly.
Along with the shock, his heart squeezed tightly, sending pain throughout his chest.
Song Qinglan only now reacted. What did he mean by there was no such reality?
Was Ji Yushi’s life not as happy as he had imagined?
Such extremely pessimistic words were spoken by Ji Yushi himself. It meant that it wasn’t just an emotional outburst and likely a fact.
He had clearly been the one who was inexplicably thrown away and he should be the one feeling angry and wronged but after Song Qinglan realised this, he felt at loss. For the first time in his life, he couldn’t form a proper sentence and even felt a little panicked.
He raised his hand and then lowered it back down.
Song Qinglan was frustrated. Dammit, why hadn’t anyone taught him how to comfort someone?!
Ji Yushi actually wasn’t crying.
Those tears were physiological. Like a handful of snow on a pine leaf shaken off by the wind and disappearing the moment it falls onto the snow below, it was only a drop and that was it.
Compared to crying, it was more like an instinct.
For some reason, despite being so close, Song Qinglan found that he couldn’t just reach out to touch Ji Yushi’s face and he couldn’t wipe away Ji Yushi’s tears.
It was as if, as long as he touched Ji Yushi, something would completely shatter.
Ji Yushi’s eyes that appeared translucent under the light just continued to look at him.
Those eyes were wet, but they were colder than ever before. Ji Yushi said, “Here, I can have everything I want.”
Song Qinglan, “But you don’t belong here!”
Ji Yushi, “It doesn’t matter which reality I’m in.”
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He had been bewitched.
“Ji Yushi!”
Song Qinglan couldn’t hold back anymore, He wiped away the inconspicuous tears with his thumb. He didn’t know why his hands felt hot. Even the tips of his fingers trembled slightly.
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Science FictionHyperthymesia. Those with this condition can remember every detail of their lives from something as significant as the world's turning point to something as small and as insignificant as a minor fleeting thought. They cannot forget and their thirst...
