This question was really a little insicive and thorny. Krist's mind was delicate and sensitive.
Singto did not know how to answer it for a moment. After going through so much, he could no longer let go of the other party.
"Krist, don't think too much. You are my only companion." He stopped pushing the wheelchair, he bent over slightly and his slender knuckle fingers gently lifted the other party's strand of hair that was blown messy by the wind.
The man in the wheelchair looked calm. He turned his head and avoided Singto's fingers.
"Is it because I'm the biological mother of your child? Or is it because of the legal marriage certificate?" Krist's tone was so calm that it was somewhat inexplicable, like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.
Singto had never seen such a Krist before. Like he was a stranger and Singto felt a little anxious. He felt that the other party did not seem to believe in him. He urgently retorted, "No, because I..."
"Do you want to say you love me?" Krist calmly grabbed the words that he wanted to say. His tone had no longer contained the coolness that he used to have.
Singto did not continue his words but only pulled Krist into his embrace. The other party's thin and cold body clung to his broad chest, and he could not help wanting to blend with it, to pamper him, to cherish him.
"If I say yes, you... Will you believe?"
Krist was slightly breathless from the hugging, but he did not push him away. He hung his head slightly and his eyes were covered by fine hair.
"It's all right, P'Singto." He pulled out a pale smile from the corner of his mouth and hung it on his bloodless face. "You don't have to lie to me by saying these beautiful things because you're afraid of me feeling misery."
"I spent a lot of sleepless nights thinking about it for a long time before I hardened my heart and made this decision." Krist's voice was weak, but his words were like sharp knives and it pieced into Singto's heart so painfully.
"No! I'm not deceiving you. My heart is truly... Moved by you."
Hearing this, the omega's body was slightly stiff and somewhat surprised. The brown's amber-like eyes stared at Singto, with the clarity of a pool of clear spring water.
"Then... Kit? Do you still like him?" Krist's voice was very small and his words were gentle but Singto was still aware of the tremor in his tone.
He knew that Krist was afraid of the answer he would give in the next second and he, himself felt a sudden pain and depression when he heard that person's name.
That person took a deep root in his heart even if he wanted to pull it out now, it would burn his bones and heart.
Krist waited quietly for the answers of the person behind him. His whole body were stiff. With the silence engulfing, the fear and uneasiness in his hearts gradually intensified and swallowed up the slightest bit of hope.
Aware that the other party will not give him an answer, Krist had some self-mockery, where did he get the courage from to compare with his little brother? Was it just that he had a child and began to be complacent and forgetful?
"Ah, sorry, I looked into it to much. Pretend that I've never asked you, both of you are really well matched. Even I, the envious ugly rival feels that you two are made for each other."
With a faint sigh, it sighed away all his expectations and chances left in his heart. Krist had already made a decision. Even if Kit was gone, he shouldn't be so cruel to tie him down.
