Rong Xingyu suddenly remembered what Ding Yixin whispered in his ear in the car a few days ago.
And he also remembered the shopping bag he had brought home, the one he had been deliberately ignoring and keeping in the corner ever since.
Rong Xingyu's face turned red all of a sudden.
He stammered, trying to dodge the topic.
But Ding Yixin clearly didn't plan to let him escape so easily. He laughed softly and said, "It's okay if Yuyu doesn't remember. I remember."
Rong Xingyu: "…"
For some reason, he suddenly didn't want to see Dr. Ding that much anymore.
Even though he said that, when Rong Xingyu actually saw Ding Yixin a few days later, he had already thrown all of his earlier worries far away.
Ding Yixin who is dressed neatly looked flawless and his long legs stretched out as he leaned against the car.
He stood there with a smile in his eyes as he looked at Rong Xingyu.
He reached a hand toward Rong Xingyu, making a gesture for a hug.
