1794: Ye Tingyun, Do You Like Me?

Ye Tingyun, Do You Like Me?

Ye Tingyun helped Ye Chu disinfect her arm carefully. There was still a large scar on his arm, and the stitches had not been taken out yet. She had been camping outdoors for these past few days, and the weather was very hot. The injury healed slowly. He disinfected her with great care, afraid of hurting her. Ye Chu's heart was very conflicted. Once again, she recalled the moment that the car flipped and his natural reaction then. Although she was not very educated and was uncultured, she knew that people's choices when on the brink of life and death reflected their true reactions. 1

At the juncture of life and death, regardless of the rich or poor, the beautiful or the ugly, the elites or the lower-class, everyone was equal. There was only one life. Yet, he chose to protect her. Ye Chu thought for a while. If she did not remember these moments in the hotel and wanted to seek her memories, would she be back at sea with Bruce? Would they never see each other again? Would the indignation in her heart be forever submerged for eternity?

"What's wrong?" asked Ye Tingyun.

She kept looking at her fixedly. Her gaze was floating around. She seemed to be thinking yet reminiscing at the same time. Ye Chu had changed. People often said that the sense of longing for someone reached deep into one's bones. A day of not seeing each other seemed like three autumns passing. Indeed, between himself and her, it seemed like they had not seen each other for a few years. Without any preparation, he was forced to accept the fact that Ye Chu had grown into an adult within a night.

She… had changed and become a little different.

Her face did not change, yet the life experiences reflected in her eyes grew.

Ye Chu said, "When the car accident occurred, what were you thinking about when you pounced over to protect me?"

"I wasn't thinking of anything," answered Ye Tingyun honestly. He could use a beautiful yet oily response to answer him. Anyway, flirting was all about using these tricks. However, he was very clear that tricks were not useful on Ye Chu. He did not want to use pretty words to trick her. "At that moment, I didn't think of anything at all. Instead, I was very happy when I touched you."

At that moment, there was no time to think. His body just reacted instinctively.

He disinfected her wound and applied medication. He then bandaged her hand layer by layer. Ye Chu closed her eyes. Her eyelashes were long and dense, their shadows making the lines of her face seem exceptionally deep.

"Do you like Emma?"

"I don't."

"I said, Emma from when she was eight years old."

Ye Tingyun said, "…I like her."

It was an undeniable fact that he had liked Emma that year. If he did not like her, why would there be MISS and why would he try to find her? She rarely asked about Emma. What happened?

"Then do you… like me?"

Ye Tingyun lifted his head suddenly. He was so shocked that the medicine in his hand almost toppled over. His fingertips kept trembling. This was a life-threatening question. Ye Chu's pupils were dark and bright. She had a pair of very special eyes. Her pupils were much larger than the average pupil, and the whites of her eye were smaller. Her eyes were large, like the black eyes from the comics. At that moment, as he looked at her with his eyes, one of her eyes gradually became blue.

One black, one blue. A pair of differently colored eyes.

"Ye Chu, you…" He looked at her different colored eyes in shock. Ye Chu knew nothing and was very calm. "Do you know what you are saying?"

"If you won't answer, then forget it." She swiped away his hand and threw a tantrum. This temper rose suddenly, yet it was so familiar that he felt sour. He did not like the Ye Chu who did not feel happy or sad as if she had experienced countless separations and deaths that had poked thousands of holes in her heart.

He hoped that Ye Chu could be as lively, happy, and playful like how she was when she first arrived at MISS. Lively yet dazzling.

"Ye Chu, if one day, you understand how it's like to like someone, then you will know my answer."

"Oh…"

Silence was equivalent to not giving a response.

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