bookrebus Chapter 168 I Don't Want to Forget
Chapter 168 I Don't Want to Forget
Jiang Lin's pupils widened, her heart trembling uncontrollably: "...Yes. There is no one else, I am yours too."
Upon hearing this, Ji Xing's heart softened. He knew perfectly well what Jiang Lin had done, but he was just too weak-willed to say a harsh word to Jiang Lin.
The world is not simply a matter of right and wrong.
Do you really want to hate Jiang Lin because of what happened in the past?
Why does life have to be so tiring?
How can one both hate and love?
Life is too short to weigh the pros and cons of everything.
If someone has to bear all the pain, then let him bear it.
“Fine, you don’t like me having friends, I can live without them.” Ji Xing lowered his head, getting even closer to Jiang Lin’s face: “But in exchange, you can’t erase my memories anymore.”
Ji Xingyi: "I don't want to forget, I can't bear to."
He can overcome the pain of the past.
He also wanted a future with Jiang Lin.
The real failure is to be unable to grasp anything.
Jiang Lin's eyelashes trembled slightly as she heard the increasingly violent pounding of her own heart, and also the rapid beating of another heart just twenty centimeters away.
It turns out I wasn't the only one who couldn't bear to part with it.
We've come this far, through thick and thin, our hearts have gradually grown closer.
I really can't bear to part with it.
Neither of them wanted to part.
Ji Xingyi: "Whether it's Dead Soul Island or the New World, I want to be with you and face it all together."
In the shadows of the night, glittering points of light gathered in Jiang Lin's eyes and fell silently.
Ji Xing felt something fall. Because the two were very close, it brushed against his lips, and he could vaguely taste a salty and bitter flavor on his tongue.
Ji Xingyi only realized what it was after a while, and then he heard the young man's slightly hoarse voice.
"Ah Yi, kiss me."
Ji Xingyi was startled. In the darkness, he embraced the young man's waist, took the initiative, and pinned him against the tree, kissing him tenderly.
Jiang Lin felt it wasn't enough to quench her thirst, so in the darkness she grabbed the man's hand and guided it into his sweater.
The slightly cold fingertips caused the skin on the young man's waist to tremble slightly.
In a secluded place, amidst the mingling of breaths, Jiang Lin, as always, frankly expressed his innermost desires: "I want it."
Ji Xingyi felt the teasing touch of the young man's fingertips and suppressed the layers of malice that were attacking her brain: "No. We have to take action tomorrow."
In the darkness, Jiang Lin had practically entered her own territory. Taking advantage of the man's inability to see clearly, she became even bolder, lightly kissing his earlobe and whispering like a little devil, "Then let's ignore them."
Upon hearing this, Ji Xing forced himself to regain his composure: "We need to clear the level too."
Jiang Lin stopped moving. Ji Xingyi was afraid that Jiang Lin would overthink things again, so he kissed the young man's forehead and then knelt down on one knee.
“You…” Jiang Lin was slightly surprised. She had only uttered one word when, due to the intense stimulation, she involuntarily grabbed the man’s hair with both hands.
Jiang Lin knew that Ji Xingyi's outrageous behavior last time was due to the influence of Qingxi's power, but this time, the man doing this to him while sober had a far greater mental impact on Jiang Lin than a physical one.
Although it was the dead of winter in the dungeon, Jiang Lin's body was burning hot, and she couldn't help but bite her fingers to prevent herself from making any excessive noise.
The leaves rustle, and dark clouds obscure the moon.
The young man's breathing suddenly quickened, and he instinctively gripped Ji Xingyi's shoulders, his pupils unfocused. It took him a while to recover.
Jiang Lin looked down, slightly out of breath, and saw that the man's face was covered in dirt.
She hurriedly reached out to wipe Ji Xingyi's face clean.
Ji Xing could only feel the warmth of Jiang Lin's fingertips in the darkness, and finally asked a question that had puzzled him for a long time: "Linlin, have you never thought about possessing me like Shen Wangshu did?"
Looking at that beautiful face covered with his scent, Jiang Lin felt his blood boiling. How could he not want to?
“Your health was so poor back then.” Jiang Lin was someone who never reflected on his actions, but he was touched by 17’s words. For the first time, he reflected on whether some of his behaviors were too bad, causing irreversible damage to Xingyi in his youth.
So Jiang Lin became much more restrained afterward. He spent another three years carefully transforming the thin boy into the person he is today.
However, Ji Xingyi's height was indeed beyond Jiang Lin's expectations. But this was due to Ji Xingyi's genetics, and Jiang Lin couldn't very well break a man's legs.
"Really?" Ji Xing stood up and carefully helped Jiang Lin straighten his clothes.
Jiang Lin lowered her eyes and leaned against Ji Xingyi's chest: "You were in a lot of pain back then."
Ji Xingyi forgot, but Jiang Lin remembered.
I remember the boy's broken state beneath Shen Wangshu, his desire to die.
"I think you don't like it," Jiang Lin replied cautiously.
Ji Xingyi was shocked. In fact, that memory wasn't painful for Ji Xingyi now. He was even grateful that it was he who had suffered all of this, and not Jiang Lin as he had initially guessed.
Ji Xingyi was still deeply moved by Jiang Lin's unexpected answer. Her lover wasn't very good at loving, but she had never considered forcing him like Shen Wangshu had.
Ji Xingyi answered seriously, "I feel bad because that person is Shen Wangshu."
"I have never liked him."
"If it were you, I think I would."
Just like now, Ji Xingyi is willing to kneel on the ground so that Jiang Lin can enjoy pleasure.
It wasn't forced; it was entirely voluntary.
Upon hearing the last two words, Jiang Lin's eyes instantly brightened. How could this person be so gentle? She really wanted to pin the man down on the grass right now.
Ji Xingyi's body trembled, and he quickly grabbed Jiang Lin's mischievous little hand. He was willing, but he didn't expect to be really suppressed by the young man. Helplessly, he called out, "Linlin."
"Never mind," Jiang Lin calmed down a bit, a blush creeping up her eyes, adding a touch of alluring charm: "Actually, I quite like it."
Ji Xingyi: "What?"
Jiang Lin whispered in the man's ear, "I like it when you're inside me."
Ji Xingyi's originally composed face instantly turned bright red, and he hurriedly pressed the young man's head back into his arms.
A muffled chuckle came from Jiang Lin's arms. He was just thinking about it; if Jiang Lin were actually asked to switch places, he wouldn't want to.
After each time, Jiang Lin would fall asleep from exhaustion, but the man would still gently clean him up, carry him back to bed, and apply medicine.
Now, it's better to forget about having Jiang Lin serve Ji Xingyi. Just thinking about having to carry a 1.9-meter-tall man to take a bath makes Jiang Lin feel horrified.
"Let the manual labor be done by the laborers." Jiang Lin kissed Ji Xingyi's chin and chuckled, "I'll let you off the hook."
Ji Xingyi took Jiang Lin's hand and walked out of the dark forest.
No one knows what the future holds.
But now, you are in the palm of my hand.