Transmigrated to Another World and Doted on by Everyone!-Chapter 207: Awakening

"Go check on your mother first," Ding Yixin said gently. "I’ll be in the office."

With tears still at the corners of his eyes, Rong Xingyu nodded obediently.

When he arrived at the ward, Rong Xingyu discovered that Mother Rong had already woken up and was sitting propped up against the head of the bed.

Although she was still a bit weak, her spirits looked much better than before.

After learning that Rong Xingyu had borrowed money to gather enough funds for the surgery, Mother Rong felt very conflicted, yet she couldn’t bring herself to blame Rong Xingyu.

Seeing Rong Xingyu enter the room, Mother Rong smiled at him.

Rong Xingyu sat beside the hospital bed and mother and son held hands as they talked for a while.

After Mother Rong fell asleep again due to the medication, Rong Xingyu stood up, he carefully adjusted the blanket for her, then closed the door and left the ward.

Rong Xingyu knocked on the office door, but didn’t hear Ding Yixin’s voice.

The door, however, was only half closed.

Rong Xingyu bit his lip, then pushed it open and walked inside.

When he clearly saw the scene before him, Rong Xingyu couldn’t help but freeze for a moment.

Behind the desk, Ding Yixin was sitting in his chair with his arms crossed over his chest.

The eyes that always seemed to hold a smile were now closed, and he had fallen asleep just like that, casually.

Rong Xingyu subconsciously took a few steps forward, only then noticing the unmistakable weariness on Ding Yixin’s face.

"..."

Rong Xingyu’s throat tightened.

Seeing Ding Yixin like this, a mixture of gratitude and heartache intertwined in Rong Xingyu’s chest.

With reddened eyes, Rong Xingyu stared fixedly at Ding Yixin’s face, tracing his features with his gaze.

After the surgery was over, their pretend relationship as a couple would also come to an end, right?

Rong Xingyu thought messily.

By the time he came back to his senses, he realized that he was bracing one hand on the armrest of the chair and leaning forward.

His face was now extremely close to Ding Yixin’s.

Their noses were almost touching, and their breaths had already mingled together.

Rong Xingyu’s face instantly flushed red.

He, what was he doing?

But looking at Ding Yixin, who was completely unaware of everything, Rong Xingyu suddenly felt his courage grow.

After all, Dr. Ding was asleep, he wouldn’t know.

Rong Xingyu steeled his heart and continued the movement he had paused moments ago.

He lowered his head and quickly brushed his lips against Ding Yixin’s, separating at the slightest touch.

Rong Xingyu’s heart pounded wildly because of that stolen kiss, as if it were about to leap out of his chest the next second.

Yet at that very moment, Ding Yixin who had clearly been asleep opened his eyes.

Rong Xingyu: "!!!"

Rong Xingyu’s body, which he hadn’t had time to pull back, instantly stiffened.

But before he could react at all, Ding Yixin lifted a hand to the back of Rong Xingyu’s head, pressed him down, and accurately captured Rong Xingyu’s lips once more in a kiss.

Feeling the sensation on his lips, Rong Xingyu widened his eyes.

He clearly felt the care and affection coming from Ding Yixin.

Rong Xingyu’s eyes stung.

He wrapped his arms around Ding Yixin’s neck and also threw himself fully into the kiss.

It was as if the entire world contained only Rong Xingyu and Ding Yixin.

Suddenly, everything around them froze, and then shattered into fragments that fell away in a rustling cascade.

Rong Xingyu returned to the black space.

And at the same time, his memories returned as well.

Rong Xingyu looked at Ding Yixin before him, his eyes red as he once again threw himself into his arms.

Ding Yixin held Rong Xingyu tightly, as though clutching a long lost treasure that had finally been recovered.

"Yuyu, don’t be afraid. Your husband is taking you home."

...

Everything around them came to a standstill.

Aside from the clear sensation coming from his lips, Rong Xingyu seemed unable to feel anything else.

He had already fallen into Ding Yixin’s embrace, his body softening from the kiss and clinging to the man like a vine.

The air in his mouth was fiercely seized away; merely the entanglement of lips and tongues made Rong Xingyu tremble uncontrollably.

Ding Yixin’s hand supported the side of Rong Xingyu’s face, his thumb kneading Rong Xingyu’s earlobe with varying pressure, sometimes gentle, sometimes firm, like comfort, yet also like intimate, affectionate teasing.

Moisture gathered at the corners of Rong Xingyu’s eyes, his mind swaying along with Ding Yixin’s movements as he let out sounds that were almost unbearable whimpers.

He didn’t know why, this was clearly only his first kiss with Ding Yixin, yet the instant their lips met, the sudden surge of familiarity in his heart nearly made Rong Xingyu cry.

Their souls were so perfectly in sync, and their bodies were just as attuned to one another.

It was as if they had both been longing for each other for a very long time.

Rong Xingyu gradually lost himself in the lingering, tender kiss, and at last, a single tear slid down from the corner of his eye.

But when their lips finally parted, Rong Xingyu and Ding Yixin rested their foreheads against each other.

Before Rong Xingyu could steady his breathing, an overwhelming flood of memories suddenly surged into his mind.

Rong Xingyu let out a low moan, frowning slightly in discomfort.

At that moment, the surrounding scene abruptly seemed to be struck and shattered by some invisible force, breaking apart into countless fragments that fell away one after another.

The two who were holding each other returned to the pitch black space.

By the time Rong Xingyu finished absorbing all of the memories, his eyes were already bloodshot, and tears streamed uncontrollably down his cheeks.

The clothes they were wearing had all reverted to how they had looked at the very beginning.