Ling Xinlu stared at him for a long time, then said, as if making up his mind, "I had no idea Taeui-hyung would be at Father's party. It wasn't my intention to run into him there. There will probably be too many people to talk anyway, but even if we do meet, I’ll just greet him. I won’t seek him out, just if we happen to run into each other."
Yuri stared at him, bewildered by his words, which sounded like both an excuse and a promise. He tried to make sense of the situation.
“Yes… well, do as you please. It’s been a while since you’ve seen each other.”
Ling Xinlu gave him a strange look, then asked cautiously, “Are you upset? About me seeing Taeui-hyung without you there?”
“What? Of course not. I don’t worry about things like that.” It was an unexpected question.I don’t mind, and you shouldn’t either, Yuri thought, shaking his head with a smile. He didn’t realize then that he should have chosen his words more carefully.
Ling Xinlu stared at him intently, then his expression turned blank. He murmured, “Ah… you really don’t mind.”
“Yes, so go ahead and talk to him freely.”
Silence.
Yuri didn’t have time to analyze the silence. He was too worried that Ling Xinlu might be reminded of unpleasant memories and feel upset after seeing Taeui.
“I’m glad you don’t mind, Gable,” Ling Xinlu said, his voice suddenly cold. His dark eyes glittered ominously.
“I’m really glad you’re not upset or anxious… that’s really good…” The cautious tone vanished, replaced by a sharp edge.
“But I’m meeting Taeui-hyung, and you don't care at all? ...Your lover is meeting a man he used to have feelings for? And you're completely indifferent? You don't even care?"
Yuri stared at him, stunned. What was this sudden change of heart? It was like a pot of red bean porridge boiling over in the summer heat, his words changing every ten seconds.
He felt dizzy, but managed to collect himself more quickly this time.
“I trust you, Ling Xinlu. I trust the love and trust you’ve shown me.”
Ling Xinlu paused. Yuri mentally patted himself on the back. A flawless answer.
But… It didn’t work.
“I know. I know that, but can’t you be a little more concerned? Can't you be a little jealous? I mean, I absolutely don't want you to be upset or angry or distressed, and I'm sure nothing like that will happen, but still, can't you be a little more possessive of me?” Ling Xinlu grumbled.
As if realizing his childish whining, he blushed, then abruptly stood up and stormed out of the room.
Yuri, momentarily stunned, followed him, but Ling Xinlu had locked himself in his study.
“Don’t come in right now, I’m embarrassed,” he called out.
Ling Xinlu stared at him for a long time, then said, as if making up his mind, "I had no idea Taeui-hyung would be at Father's party. It wasn't my intention to run into him there. There will probably be too many people to talk anyway, but even if we do meet, I’ll just greet him. I won’t seek him out, just if we happen to run into each other."
Yuri stared at him, bewildered by his words, which sounded like both an excuse and a promise. He tried to make sense of the situation.
“Yes… well, do as you please. It’s been a while since you’ve seen each other.”
Ling Xinlu gave him a strange look, then asked cautiously, “Are you upset? About me seeing Taeui-hyung without you there?”
“What? Of course not. I don’t worry about things like that.” It was an unexpected question.I don’t mind, and you shouldn’t either, Yuri thought, shaking his head with a smile. He didn’t realize then that he should have chosen his words more carefully.
Ling Xinlu stared at him intently, then his expression turned blank. He murmured, “Ah… you really don’t mind.”
“Yes, so go ahead and talk to him freely.”
Silence.
Yuri didn’t have time to analyze the silence. He was too worried that Ling Xinlu might be reminded of unpleasant memories and feel upset after seeing Taeui.
“I’m glad you don’t mind, Gable,” Ling Xinlu said, his voice suddenly cold. His dark eyes glittered ominously.
“I’m really glad you’re not upset or anxious… that’s really good…” The cautious tone vanished, replaced by a sharp edge.
“But I’m meeting Taeui-hyung, and you don't care at all? ...Your lover is meeting a man he used to have feelings for? And you're completely indifferent? You don't even care?"
Yuri stared at him, stunned. What was this sudden change of heart? It was like a pot of red bean porridge boiling over in the summer heat, his words changing every ten seconds.
He felt dizzy, but managed to collect himself more quickly this time.
“I trust you, Ling Xinlu. I trust the love and trust you’ve shown me.”
Ling Xinlu paused. Yuri mentally patted himself on the back. A flawless answer.
But…
It didn’t work.
“I know. I know that, but can’t you be a little more concerned? Can't you be a little jealous? I mean, I absolutely don't want you to be upset or angry or distressed, and I'm sure nothing like that will happen, but still, can't you be a little more possessive of me?” Ling Xinlu grumbled.
As if realizing his childish whining, he blushed, then abruptly stood up and stormed out of the room.
Yuri, momentarily stunned, followed him, but Ling Xinlu had locked himself in his study.
“Don’t come in right now, I’m embarrassed,” he called out.
Yuri had no choice but to turn back.
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