Ji Yucheng’s brain completely crashed.
Ever since the old Master Ji decided he would inherit the family, the demands placed on him had become extremely harsh.
Compared to Ji Zhilin, the kind of education he received was completely different.
If Ji Zhilin still had something like a full youth, then Ji Yucheng probably never had a single day of ease.
Countless banquets and social events left him no time to think about personal feelings.
On top of that, with his innate obsession with cleanliness, although he was young, in some aspects he was rigid and conservative.
The outside world always felt that Ji Yucheng’s arrogance and coldness reached an outrageous level that maybe even if one day he ended up in bed with someone, he would only undo his belt but leave his shirt and tie on.
This kind of speculation wasn’t without reason. Even Ji Yucheng thought the same of himself.
He detested any behavior involving skin-to-skin contact with others; just imagining it made him feel uncomfortable all over.
But now…
Ji Yucheng’s pupils shook violently! He had actually so easily lost his chastity!
The person in his arms had no idea what he was doing. That wandering hand, like a feather brushing lightly, stirred up a tingling sensation on the chest. Ji Yucheng hadn’t let anyone touch for two years.
Wherever it swept, blood rushed.
After touching his chest, that hand casually slid down toward Ji Yucheng’s waist.
Ji Yucheng was so furious he gritted his teeth.
Yes, he was a vegetative patient, but he was still a vigorous adult man.
If he could move now, he would immediately throw Ning Sui off the bed, then go straight to take a cold shower.
But he couldn’t.
Ning Sui touched him for a while, then suddenly stopped.
He buried his face into the pillow, shifted a little farther away, and whispered: “So embarrassing…”
Even though he knew his “husband” was a vegetative patient with no consciousness, and that even if he woke up, he wouldn’t know what happened in the middle of the night
Still, the body beside him, even after lying motionless for two years, retained the elegant, perfect lines of an adult man.
Clearly, before the accident, Ji Yucheng must have been a very self-disciplined person.
That made it so that as Ning Sui touched, he ended up making himself a little dizzy
Ji Yucheng only wanted to sneer.
You call it shyness? To me it looks like shameless indulgence.
Like being hit by a sudden wave while on a sailboat, Ji Yucheng began to feel restless.
Moments later, the person beside him calmed down and leaned over again.
What Ji Yucheng hadn’t expected was that Ning Sui’s body was hot, his breathing quivering, as if he really was embarrassed
His scent carried a faint smell of laundry detergent, not as unpleasant as that of others.
Before Ji Yucheng could think about which brand it might be, Ning Sui suddenly reached out, hand hesitating, moving lower.
Ji Yucheng: “…”
Ning Sui licked his lips.
Men always have some inexplicable competitiveness in certain areas.
It was said that before the accident, this eldest young master Ji stood nearly 1.9 meters tall. Who knew what the “measurements” were like down there?
If he could grasp the size, it would count not only as physical contact, but also as information gathering and the money he earned would only increase.
Truly daring, treating a vegetative patient as if he weren’t human.
Ji Yucheng was practically beside himself with rage.
Yet Ning Sui’s hand, halfway there, stopped before reaching the final destination. He suddenly pulled back.
Actually, Ning Sui was still a little shy. Even though they were already married, secretly speculating about his abilities while he was immobilized wasn’t exactly the most open behavior.
“Forget it…”
Ji Yucheng then heard his little spouse mutter: “Even if it’s big, it can’t be bigger than mine”
Ji Yucheng: “?”
He nearly exploded.
No man can tolerate his wife saying he’s lacking.
Even someone as abstinent as Ji Yucheng couldn’t escape from this rule.
Now all he could think about was making Ning Sui finish what he’d just started, to prove who was really “not up to par.”
Ji Yucheng had a premonition that marrying this person would shorten his lifespan. On the very first day of marriage, his little spouse had already thrown his soul into chaos.
Souls didn’t need sleep. In past nights, Ji Yucheng simply lay silently in his body, never feeling tired.
But now, just after being messed with by Ning Sui for a while, he actually felt weary, like he wanted to press his fingers against his brow.
Then suddenly, a cool hand really did rub at his brow.
Ji Yucheng froze.
Ning Sui lifted his head slightly. With faint light streaming in from the window, he looked at Ji Yucheng’s face and muttered: “Why do you look older than you did in the daytime…”
Ji Yucheng: “…”
Ning Sui lay back down, held Ji Yucheng’s hand under the covers, closed his eyes, and the corners of his lips couldn’t help curling up: “I’m so excited I can’t sleep. This is the first time I’ve shared a bed with someone…”
Ji Yucheng’s hand was bigger than Ning Sui’s. Playing with it gave him a sense of security.
Even though he was a vegetative patient, his fingers felt warmer than Ning Sui’s.
Most importantly, when you held his hand, he wouldn’t pull away or throw Ning Sui aside.
And he was a very good “tree hole.”
But Ji Yucheng was still angry about being called old just now.
Inwardly, he only wanted to retort coldly: What are you being sentimental for? Are you an orphan? Didn’t you sleep in the same bed with your parents when you were little?
Then his little spouse’s head rubbed closer: “When I was little at the orphanage, Xiao Yu and I both had cold constitutions. We always wanted to climb into each other’s beds to sleep together, but the dorm manager wouldn’t allow it, and whenever they checked at night, they dragged us back to our own beds…”
Ji Yucheng paused
So he really was an orphan
“But why are your fingers so long?” Ning Sui’s attention quickly shifted again. Under the covers, he compared, “Mm, even longer than Ji Zhilin’s…”
One second, Ji Yucheng’s conscience had been pricked; the next second, his blood surged and he nearly fainted from rage.
So that’s why he had been touched and rubbed just now.
Even though he and Ji Zhilin had completely different personalities, they were still brothers. If one really wanted to find similarities, there were plenty.
Turned out he was just a substitute for his younger brother…
So, unable to marry Ji Zhilin, Ning Sui was forced to look for his shadow on Ji Yucheng instead.
Good. Very good.
A dark, sinister chill rose in the eldest young master’s heart.
…
Meanwhile, the “main course,” Ji Zhilin, still hadn’t left.
He’d changed into sneakers and, uneasy, kept jumping to look at the second floor from the courtyard of the villa.
But half an hour ago, the lights in his elder brother’s room had gone out, and he couldn’t make out anything.
If not for the lack of trees in the yard, he would have climbed one to peer into Ji Yucheng’s bedroom.
… Surely they weren’t in the same bed, right?
Ning Sui only did it to anger him. His goal had been achieved, so there was no need to actually sacrifice himself by sharing a bed with a vegetative patient.
Even thinking that, Ji Zhilin still felt a vague unease.
Since childhood, in every way, Ji Yucheng had outshone him. Once someone saw Ji Yucheng, they never looked at Ji Zhilin again.
But now, Ji Yucheng had become a vegetative patient who might die at any time. Surely he wasn’t still inferior to a vegetative patient?
The old Master was extremely biased. Not only was the education of the two different, but also the shareholdings, even this old family house, there wasn’t even a room for Ji Zhilin.
In the middle of the night, Ji Zhilin had no choice but to return to his own residence.
With irritation in his chest, he pulled out his car keys and headed to the garage.
When he opened the car door, he froze.
Under the warm yellow car light, on the passenger seat was a potted plant, a clean white flowerpot holding a palm-sized cactus.
Beside it was a box of freshly washed strawberries.
Ji Zhilin searched for a card but didn’t find one. Still, he couldn’t help but smile.
This was just like Ning Sui. Like a little stray cat, damp and hard to coax, but with his heart always on Ji Zhilin.
After dinner earlier, Ning Sui had gone into the kitchen, was it to wash these strawberries?
Sitting in the car, Ji Zhilin started the engine and opened a search page on his phone.
The flower language of the cactus was tough on the outside, soft on the inside; resilient; carrying love to the end.
Subtle, tinged with faint sorrow.
Ji Zhilin’s heart suddenly softened.
Holding the little cactus, he felt a flicker of regret for making Ning Sui marry in his place.
But Ning Sui, even if he resented him, he would never leave him. Right?
The next morning, the doctor came to perform a routine check on Ji Yucheng. Ning Sui had gotten up earlier, with the assistant waiting outside to drive him to S University.
Strictly speaking, these days should have included a “return visit” (back to his family), but Ning Sui hadn’t arranged it, and Old Master Ji had no interest in such trivial matters.
When Ning Sui returned to the dorm, Cao Nuo and Fang Dacheng, shockingly, were cleaning the room, wearing paper hats and covered in dust. When they saw him, they jumped: “What are you doing here?”
Ning Sui was surprised. These two were standard male college students, who usually didn’t even wash their socks.
He went to his desk, dropped his bag, poured a glass of water, and instantly noticed his desk had also been cleaned. “Did the sun rise in the west today?”
“Just thinking if you came back to a messy dorm while in a bad mood, it’d make you feel worse…” Fang Dacheng said sheepishly, holding the broom.
But Ning Sui didn’t show the slightest trace of being in a bad mood.
He wore a loose pullover sweater, a fresh cream-yellow color. On anyone else, it would be a disaster. But with his tall, long-legged build, palm-sized face, pale porcelain-like skin, and thick black lashes, he looked like a model stepping onto the runway.
As for his complexion, clean and glowing, no sign at all of the imagined haggardness or stubble.
“What could possibly be wrong with me?”
Ning Sui smiled, opened his bag, and got ready for that day’s computer science lecture.
Before he could find his textbook, Cao Nuo said: “We already asked for leave on your behalf…”
Ning Sui: “…”
Who could’ve expected that? Cao Nuo and Fang Dacheng truly thought he and Ji Zhilin had broken up, and that he’d mope for a few days.
Before, Ning Sui had gone to Ji Zhilin’s department almost daily, followed him to finance classes, and cut off contact with all other men. Anyone could see how deeply he loved him!
And now, forced to marry Ji Zhilin’s vegetative elder brother, they assumed he’d be too downcast to even attend class.
They couldn’t do much. Ning Sui cared a lot about credits, and they were afraid he would lose grades for skipping class, so they went ahead and requested leave for him in advance.
…Were they meddling too much?
The two roommates exchanged a glance, suddenly feeling a bit dispirited.
Ning Sui noticed.
“That’s great then! Do you two also not have class?”
Ning Sui walked over to help lift the trash bag, his face full of energy as he suggested: “Once the big cleanup is done, let’s go eat hotpot.”
Ning Sui didn’t have many friends, and he cherished every relationship.
Give and take, whoever treated him well, he treated well in return.
And if not…
He also cleared out some of his own unused things. Carefully carrying two big garbage bags, arms stretched long, headphones in, he happily walked toward the stairwell corner.
Just then, a few people were coming up.
“Well, isn’t this Ning Sui.”
The ones carrying boxes upstairs were from the Management Department dorm 607, also Ning Yuanming’s roommates.
Ning Yuanming walked in front, holding only a phone, talking to someone on a call.
“Why’d you even come to school today? Don’t you need to go find somewhere to cry your heart out?”
The guy with silver-dyed hair at the back immediately hurried forward a few steps, his mocking smile the most obvious. The others also looked at Ning Sui with ridicule.
These people were Ning Yuanming’s friends, but didn’t know about Ning Sui’s relationship to him.
In their eyes, Ning Yuanming was the proper young master of the Ning family, while Ning Sui was just a poor relative.
And a poor relative coveting the rightful heir’s things. What kind of joke was that?
Everyone knew Ji Zhilin and Ning Yuanming had grown up together, with a deep bond. Even if Ning Yuanming didn’t want him, it wouldn’t be Ning Sui’s turn, let alone now, when all Ning Yuanming had to do was crook a finger and Ji Zhilin would return to his side.
Ning Sui had spent three years but hadn’t been able to replace Ning Yuanming even a tiny bit.
Of course he’d be hiding away crying, wouldn’t he?
Even if he didn’t look sad right now, it had to just be an act.
“There’s water…” Ning Sui started to speak but stopped.
Silver Hair looked down at his feet.
“F*ck!” he jumped up like three feet high.
Ning Sui didn’t often live on campus. Cao Nuo and Fang Dacheng weren’t exactly clean freaks, and during this rare big cleanup, who knew how many years-old rotten cans they had dug out from the fridge.
The garbage bags kept leaking, and Ning Sui had been very careful not to let it touch his own legs. But Silver Hair just had to crowd close.
Now his shoes, worth several thousand were soaked and stinking.
Silver Hair exploded: “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?!”
Ning Sui looked at him innocently.
“Enough, stop.” Ning Yuanming frowned and held Silver Hair back, “You guys go up first.”
He had been covering the phone all along, afraid their words would be heard on the other end by Mother Ning.
But just now, he didn’t block well enough, and Mother Ning immediately recognized Ning Sui’s voice.
On the line, she said with delight: “Xiao Ming, did you run into Ning Sui? Let me talk to him.”
Her tone was so urgent that she even forgot the camping trip she had just been discussing with Ning Yuanming.
Ning Yuanming felt a stab in his heart. After Silver Hair and the others had gone upstairs, he put the call on speaker and handed the phone to Ning Sui: “Ning Sui, Mom wants to say a few words to you.”
“Wait a sec,” Ning Sui said. “The garbage isn’t sorted yet.”
Ning Yuanming: “…”
Mother Ning on the other end also choked: “…”
By the time Ning Sui had slowly finished sorting the two big bags, the phone in Ning Yuanming’s hand was already heating up.
Finally, Ning Sui glanced at him, pinched the phone between two fingers like he was afraid of touching Ning Yuanming’s hand.
Ning Yuanming: “…”
Mother Ning, after waiting so long, spoke in a somewhat complicated tone: “Xiao Sui, come home for dinner sometime these days.”
“Oh, that.” Ning Sui paused and said: “I can’t decide that. Go ask Young Master Ji.”
How could Young Master Ji care about such trivial matters? Clearly, Ning Sui just didn’t want to come back! And maybe because of the phone’s static, his voice sounded even colder than usual.
Mother Ning felt he was unusually indifferent. He’d never been like this, not even when they had agreed not to make his identity public.
Mother Ning raised her voice: “Ning Sui, don’t be like this, I had no choice… ”
Before she finished, the line cut off with a beeping sound.
He hung up?
Mother Ning stared in disbelief at the receiver.
Ning Sui had hung up on her!
In three years, it was the first time!
Ning Sui tossed the phone back to Ning Yuanming, clapped his hands, and went back to the dorm.
Ning Yuanming was also stunned by his decisiveness. He couldn’t help but stare at his back.
Retreating to advance? Didn’t Ning Sui know that acting like this only made Mother Ning care more, unable to resist seeking him out?
Pleasing the family didn’t threaten Ning Yuanming at all; he had twenty years of daily bonds with them. No watch or birthday cake could replace that.
But Ning Sui suddenly being like this made Ning Yuanming feel a hint of crisis.
His eyelid twitched.
After thinking for a bit, he texted a jeweler, asking for a custom necklace to be delivered to Mother Ning in a few days.
The jeweler asked: “Sir, may I have your name, so we know what to write on the card?”
Ning Yuanming’s expression shifted. “Write Ning Sui. Ning from peace, Sui from far-reaching.”
After hanging up, Ning Yuanming sighed in relief. Just as he turned to head upstairs, a tall, handsome guy came bounding up the stairs below—dressed trendy and expensive, but carrying a potted plant with excitement.
Ning Yuanming turned around, and the two nearly bumped.
“You okay?” Ji Zhilin quickly steadied him.
“Lin-ge.” Ning Yuanming rubbed his temple, looking surprised and delighted. “Why are you here?”
The Finance Department dorms were in another building. Ji Zhilin normally wouldn’t come here unless Ning Sui called him out.
For him to show up here, it had to mean he was coming to see himself.
Ji Zhilin hugged the cactus, looking awkward.
He couldn’t very well say he was here to find Ning Sui, to thank him for last night’s plant gift and to make peace.
Ning Yuanming reached out and touched the cactus, then hissed as he pulled back his finger, laughing: “Sun-loving and drought-tolerant, perfect for the balcony, easy to raise. So…do you like it?”
He absolutely couldn’t say in front of Ning Yuanming that something Ning Sui gave him was good.
Ji Zhilin, though normally spoiled and willful, wasn’t so lacking in emotional intelligence.
He raised an eyebrow: “It’s whatever. Just prickly.”
Ning Yuanming froze: “…huh?”
Seeing his reaction, Ji Zhilin also paused. A bad premonition crept up his mind. He asked: “This cactus isn’t…”
“I gave it, of course. I went to the old estate last night. Didn’t you and Ning Sui break up? I was going to comfort you, but since you never came out, I left the cactus in your car.”
Ning Yuanming asked curiously: “Who did you think gave it?”
Ji Zhilin: “…”
So last night, when Ning Sui ignored him completely at dinner, there really wasn’t any secret gift afterward?
Since the day of Ning Sui’s marriage to his brother, Ning Sui hadn’t reached out to him once?
“The strawberries too…”
“Also from me. I washed them at home and brought them over.”
Ji Zhilin’s mind went blank. He didn’t even care what Ning Yuanming thought anymore. His face turned darker and darker, more hostile than the cactus in his arms.
He sucked in a breath, about to speak when his eyes caught sight of the trash can nearby.
Sticking out from it was one of his photo stickers, grinning brightly
A rush of blood surged up. He strode over and looked. Not only the photo stickers, but other things too. The gifts he had given Ning Sui, the things Ning Sui had given him.
Ning Sui had packed everything up and thrown it all away!
Sorted as dry waste.
“…”
Ning Yuanming, seeing his reaction, also realized something.
He had thought Ji Zhilin was just playing around. But after breaking up with Ning Sui, why such a huge reaction?
Ning Sui was already married to his brother and yet Ji Zhilin was still coming after him?
Ning Yuanming’s face stiffened as well
That phone call interaction was so funny! Our Ning Sui didn’t give them any face!!
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ChaptersChapter 1 · The WeddingChapter 2 · New Target!Chapter 3 · Moved OnChapter 4 · Personal Information of Ji YuchengChapter 5 · Liked Ji Yucheng for 3 Years?!Chapter 6 · Love Rival?!Chapter 7 · Domineering PossessivenessChapter 8 · Obviously Very CuteChapter 9 Part 1 · Can’t be SeperatedChapter 9 Part 2 · Can’t be SeperatedChapter 10 · A blonde Guy…Chapter 11 · Dangerously Close to love?Chapter 12 · Confrontation with Ji ZhilinChapter 13 · Accidental DiscoveryChapter 14 · System 009 upgradedChapter 15 · Battery charging!Chapter 16 · Young Master was MiserableChapter 17 · Did Ning Sui treat you like this before?Chapter 18 · Was this what happened last night before you went to bed?Chapter 19 · He really got to the bottom of thisChapter 20 Part 1 · Don’t look at him, he was shocked too!Chapter 20 Part 2 · Don’t look at him, he was shocked too!Chapter 21 · Because I like it so muchChapter 22 Part 1 · Pull up your pantsChapter 22 Part 2 · Pull up your pantsChapter 23 · Why does it sound like he’s jealousChapter 24 Part 1 · I will protect himChapter 24 Part 2 · I will protect himChapter 25 · He’s quite gentleChapter 26 · Young Master Ji suddenly started to stutterChapter 27 · Ning Sui’s timeChapter 28 Part 1 · They ran away as soon as they were scaredChapter 28 Part 2 · They ran away as soon as they were scaredChapter 29 Part 1 · Are you looking for death?Chapter 29 Part 2 · Are you looking for death?Chapter 30 · Hurry up and say your last wordsChapter 31 · Ji Yucheng collapsed into his armsChapter 32 · Mr. Ji, I never expected you to be such a good person.Chapter 33 · He’s so well-behaved when He sleeps…Chapter 34 · His expression was incredibly varied in an instantChapter 35 · How could it be Ning Sui?Chapter 36 · Does the young wife only like people in a vegetative state?Chapter 37 · State-based controlChapter 38 · The young master was so happy he dropped his phoneChapter 39 · You were 37 minutes lateChapter 40 · I don’t plan to get a divorce.Chapter 41 · Otherwise, would it be your turn?Chapter 42 · Both perverted and cuteChapter 43 · If they sneak away again, I’ll hold them even tighterChapter 44 · I sprained my ankle tooChapter 45 · A cat jumping on a lion’s head to play with fire.Chapter 46 · Your young master has fainted!Chapter 47 · Sui Sui, come downChapter 48 · Are you going to lock me in there?Chapter 49 Part 1 · I love you, Ning SuiChapter 49 Part 2 · I love you, Ning SuiChapter 50 · Give the snowman a heartChapter 51 · Miss you.Chapter 52 · To hold in one’s mouthChapter 53 · You are in the cloudsChapter 54 · Ning Sui hugged him for the first timeChapter 55 · Can you sit on my lap?Chapter 56 · It’s either you or it’s not.Chapter 57 · From this moment on, I am your vegetableChapter 58 · Young Ji YuchengChapter 59 · They kiss tirelessly.Chapter 60 · RipplingChapter 61 · You want to compare this?!Chapter 62 · It’s 001!Chapter 63 · I like everything about it.Chapter 64 · It seems to have been filled up a little more.Chapter 65 · Wedding rings should be exchanged between the couple.Chapter 66 · Love-struckChapter 67 · Why can’t we even be apart for a day?Chapter 68 · PerfectChapter 69 · A lifelong contract was madeChapter 70 · Extra 1Chapter 71 · Extra 2Chapter 72 · Extra 3Chapter 73 · Extra 4Chapter 74 · Extra 5Chapter 75 · Extra 6Chapter 76 · Extra 7Chapter 77 · Extra 8Chapter 78 · Extra 9Chapter 79 · Extra 10Chapter 80 · Extra 11Chapter 81 · Extra 12Chapter 82 · Extra 13Chapter 83 · Extra 14