Chapter 112: Ambiguity

Chapter 112

Zhong Ruanxing heard him lie down on the attendant bed. She glanced over briefly; even standing, it wasn’t as tall as him. Lying down, he looked even more cramped.

As her eyes adjusted to the dark, she could gradually make out his silhouette. Careful not to make a sound, she rolled over to face him. She saw he was lying on his back, one hand pillowed behind his head, one knee bent - a very relaxed posture.

After watching Song JinXing for a while, she heard him ask, "Can't sleep?"

"Mm," she murmured. Then she said, "That attendant bed is too small for you. Why don't you just come sleep in the bed?"

In the darkness, she could still make out the smile on his face. "Want me to sleep in the same bed as you again?"

She was a repeat offender.

Zhong Ruanxing thought to herself that things had changed now they were back in their own bodies. There was no call for sharing a bed anymore!

Quickly, she clarified, "I can take the attendant bed."

Song JinXing's voice was soft. "Letting the patient take the attendant bed while I sleep in the hospital bed - what do you take me for?"

Zhong Ruanxing didn't respond. He laughed lightly and rolled over to face her. "If you can't sleep, want to chat for a bit?"

"About what?" Zhong Ruanxing asked.

"Why you rushed me out today," Song JinXing said, his voice calm.

Zhong Ruanxing denied it on instinct. "I didn't rush you out."

Okay, she totally did.

But how was she supposed to explain? I rushed you out not because I dislike you, but because I like you. Oh why do I like you? I don't even know, liking someone is just irrational like that. What does it mean to like someone? It means always wanting to be with them, marrying them, having kids, growing old together. What? You'll agree to be with me because you think I'm suitable, and we can always swap partners in the future - marriage adds an extra layer of security.

She didn't want to hear a single word of that!

Oblivious, in just that brief moment Song JinXing had already finished an entire inner monologue.

Her urgency to set boundaries that morning had been far too obvious. How could he not notice?

Song JinXing was well aware that all he possessed - status, reputation, honor, wealth - the things others scrambled after, meant less to her than the meals on her family's table.

She was bright and dazzling; her emotions were as colorful as her inner world. While he was dreary and dull, clueless even in how to express love.

His emotional world was barren - how could it hope to gain her vibrant affection?

She had grown up surrounded by love, wanting for nothing. All he seemed able to offer her were the laughable resources at his disposal. But if she desired them, countless others would eagerly offer them up.

There was nothing special about him.

It was just heaven showing him pity, giving him this fantastical experience, finally allowing him to glimpse a ray of light in his monotonous, meaningless life.

At the same time, they both asked, "You didn't sleep well?"

"Psh, I slept great!"

"Me too, not bad."

"......"

"......"

Song JinXing folded up the attendant bed and went to the bathroom to freshen up, finally feeling a bit more awake. When he came out, he asked, "What do you want for breakfast? I'll go buy it."

Zhong Ruanxing listed off a bunch of items.

He couldn't let her have any of them.

Song JinXing said helplessly, "You need to eat light. I'll get you soy milk and soup dumplings."

Zhong Ruanxing said angrily, "Why even ask then?!"

Ten minutes later, the angry little star happily ate the steaming soup dumplings.

Fu Ling had already delivered the laptop over. Song JinXing sat beside Zhong Ruanxing, handling work while watching her eat. When he was in her body, he didn't notice, only that she had a great appetite. Now back in his own body, he realized how cute she looked while eating. Taking big mouthfuls, without affectation or ravenousness. Just watching her lifted his mood.

Sensing his gaze, Zhong Ruanxing said, "I'll start charging if you keep staring!"

Song JinXing asked in surprise, "You'd charge for this too?"

Zhong Ruanxing justified, "You're basically freeloading my mukbang stream right now! Even free streams rely on viewer tips."

Just then, she saw Song JinXing take a yogurt drink out of his pocket and hand it to her.

"What's this for?" Zhong Ruanxing asked.

"A tip," Song JinXing said. Then he asked, "Can I keep watching now?"

Zhong Ruanxing shoved the last two buns into her mouth, puffing her cheeks out like a hoarding hamster. "No watching for you!"

Song JinXing couldn't hold back his laughter.

On the conference call, Song Enterprise employees held their breaths, hearts pounding, reverence warring with gossip-hunger.

Ahhh what were they hearing?!!!

Was this really for their ears?!

Chatting affectionately with his girlfriend one moment, then ruthlessly criticizing their work mistakes with piercing insight the next - Boss Song, how are you not split down the middle?!!!