Brother, Don’t Delete Me! 59

Chapter 59: Deity

Luo Jing: “…”

For some reason, these words sounded strange.

But he couldn’t pinpoint what was strange about them. It was just that Huai Dan’s mood seemed off.

It made it impossible for him to refuse his request.

So he obediently got up to find his parents.

Lin Xue and Luo Zhang were still chatting with others. Seeing their youngest son approach, Lin Xue asked with a smile, “What’s wrong, Xiao Jing?”

“Mom, I’m going back with brother first.” It wasn’t until he said these words that Luo Jing realized what was strange.

He even hesitated himself.

Lin Xue was also taken aback: “Not staying at home tonight?”

Before Luo Jing could answer, Luo Zhang said, “He’s interning at Xiao Huai’s company recently. It’s fine, let him go. That child is reliable.”

Lin Xue nodded in agreement: “That’s right… Then be good and get along with your brother. Be polite at his house, you hear?”

“I know,” Luo Jing replied obediently.

Lin Xue, looking at her son’s well-behaved demeanor, felt a surge of affection and patted his head: “Go on then.”

She felt like she hadn’t seen her son much since he returned, even though he had been back for a while.

Huai Dan drove on the way back.

He was silent along the way, his mood unclear.

Perhaps he was thinking about something, or perhaps he was simply spacing out.

…He seemed to be spacing out a lot today.

Luo Jing was still dwelling on the ambiguous words Huai Dan had spoken before they left. He had thought they would have a deep conversation about it, but Huai Dan had suddenly said they had to leave.

Now it seemed like he was just changing the subject.

And Huai Dan didn’t seem to have any intention of explaining, as if he had just said it casually.

So Luo Jing turned his head and sulked silently.

He was a bit unhappy.

Huai Dan always spoke so ambiguously.

After they got home, then what?

They would go back to their rooms, wash up, sleep, and then pretend nothing had happened, waking up the next day and going to work as usual?

Luo Jing didn’t want to wait anymore and felt a surge of impatience.

He could just leave the problem to Huai Dan to solve… after all, he was the culprit.

He thought defiantly.

He just wanted to tell him everything, he didn’t want to keep struggling with this anymore.

…He wondered if Huai Dan would ask him to leave if he was wrong.

Even if he didn’t, it would probably be awkward to continue living at his place.

He suddenly regretted not directly confronting Huai Dan at the reception, instead dazedly following his words and going to say goodbye to his parents.

He had been too flustered by those words at the time to think clearly.

…So, what was Huai Dan actually thinking?

Recalling his years of bittersweet unrequited love, coupled with Huai Dan’s ambiguous attitude these past few days, the more Luo Jing thought about it, the angrier he became. Finally, he turned his head to look out the window, opened his music app, and angrily put on some heavy metal rock music.

In his anger, he completely forgot that his unrequited love was only his own perspective, and the other poor party didn’t know anything.

Huai Dan’s thoughts were slightly pulled back by the heavy metal rock music. He glanced at the person sitting beside him, who seemed to be sulking, and sighed softly.

After arriving home and opening the door, Plastic Bag excitedly wagged its tail and greeted its owner, but only received a cold pat from Luo Jing, who then went straight to his room without a word.

And he slammed the door shut.

The smile on Plastic Bag’s face vanished, replaced by confusion.

It paused its wagging tail, wagged it at the man who entered behind him, and whined, as if asking what had happened.

Huai Dan closed the door, squatted down, and patted Plastic Bag’s head—the saying “time heals all wounds” was indeed true. After years, the great feud between the man and the dog had greatly diminished, and their relationship had eased.

“I don’t know what’s wrong either,” Huai Dan said softly to the little white dog, who was feeling sad from being ignored by its owner. “But I’ll take care of it.”

Luo Jing returned to his room and started washing up, his face full of conflict.

After washing off the makeup and hair products from the styling session, he still hadn’t figured things out.

He sighed, walked to the bed, turned off the lights, and sat down.

After the light in the room disappeared, the light coming in through the gap under the door became very noticeable—the light was from the living room, meaning someone was still there.

And it was obvious who that person was.

Luo Jing stared at the door for a while, then forced himself to look away, towards the window.

Although it was a side room, the night view outside was still beautiful.

The night was beautiful, with a high-hanging moon and even a few stars visible in the sky, a rare sight in the city.

After turning off the lights, the world seemed to quiet down. Luo Jing looked at the scenery for a while, then lowered his eyes.

In moments like these, it seemed easier to hear his inner voice.

After sitting for a while longer, he made up his mind.

He stood up, turned on the light, and pulled out his suitcase… and started packing.

After about ten minutes, the suitcase was closed, returning to its bulging state. Luo Jing placed it by the door and took a deep breath.

With the light on, the light from under the door disappeared, seemingly losing its allure, but Luo Jing still placed his hand on the doorknob.

After a few seconds of silence, he thought, if Huai Dan happened to go back to his room at this moment, then so be it.

As he opened the door, he didn’t know whether he was hoping to see a dark or a brightly lit living room.

The time was too short, and he didn’t have time to analyze his thoughts. He could only accept the answer.

The living room was warm and brightly lit. Plastic Bag was playing with its plush toy in its bed. Luo Jing paused, trying to calm his racing heart, took a deep breath, swallowed, and walked out.

Huai Dan was still sitting on the sofa.

He was still wearing the same suit from the reception, as if he had never left, like he was waiting for something, and had been waiting for a long time.

…Was he waiting for him?

The moment this thought appeared, Luo Jing’s heart stirred, and he looked at Huai Dan.

To his surprise, Huai Dan didn’t turn to look at him, but remained in his original position, his head slightly lowered, as if not noticing the noise.

But that was clearly impossible.

His view was obstructed, and Luo Jing couldn’t see what he was doing.

So he took two steps forward.

Then he suddenly felt a reluctance to approach.

The atmosphere wasn’t right, as if something was about to happen.

Huai Dan seemed to finally notice him and turned his head slightly, his eyes deep.

Luo Jing finally saw what he was holding in his hand.

It was the coin he had given him at the airport.

After a pause, Huai Dan spoke, glancing at Luo Jing’s feet, his voice low: “Why aren’t you wearing shoes again?”

This time, however, Luo Jing didn’t put on his shoes or move to stand on the carpet, but instinctively took two steps back, a flustered look in his eyes.

Huai Dan took in his expression, paused, then chuckled softly: “What are you afraid of? Come here.”

“…” Luo Jing lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

Huai Dan sat there, patiently waiting for him.

After hesitating for more than ten seconds, Luo Jing didn’t know what he was hesitating about. He only knew that his heart was beating faster and faster, and something bad would happen if this continued.

So he took a step.

Standing in front of Huai Dan, Luo Jing’s ears were burning red, and he didn’t dare to look at him, instead lowering his eyes and focusing on the coin in his hand, trying to calm himself down.

“What’s wrong?” After a pause, Luo Jing asked, trying to remain calm.

“Nothing,” Huai Dan looked at him and smiled. “I thought you were asleep.”

Luo Jing, remembering that he had indeed turned off the lights for a while, came back to his senses and asked, somewhat nonsensically, “What if I had actually been asleep?”

Huai Dan thought for a moment, then replied seriously, “Wait here until you come out tomorrow morning?”

Luo Jing: “…”

He took a deep breath, trying not to be obvious.

Huai Dan was still playing with the coin. Luo Jing watched until the coin appeared in front of him.

Luo Jing’s fingers paused slightly, then he hesitantly reached out and took it, his hand trembling imperceptibly.

Seeing him take it, Huai Dan chuckled again.

…His laughter made Luo Jing even more flustered.

He suddenly felt like he was back in that high school afternoon when his watch had warned him of his high heart rate.

Although a long time had passed, that memory remained vivid in his mind, strangely vivid, sometimes even appearing in his dreams.

Until this moment, it resonated with the present.

The coin in his hand was warm from the man’s body temperature, but Luo Jing felt like his fingertips were burning where they touched it.

“Do you remember what you said when you gave me this coin?” Huai Dan suddenly asked, his voice calm.

Luo Jing didn’t speak, just rubbed the coin, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

“You said, you hoped my wish would also come true,” Huai Dan said, as if not minding his distraction, answering the question for him, then paused.

“But only you can fulfill my wish.”

Luo Jing’s heart skipped a beat.

He looked at Huai Dan flusteredly.

“Are you willing to help me fulfill it?” Huai Dan asked softly, lowering his eyes.

Luo Jing took a deep breath.

He felt like he had thought about many things in that moment, yet also nothing at all.

In the end, everything turned into a slightly nervous, yet firm: “Mm.”

After receiving his answer, Huai Dan paused.

One standing, one sitting, they were very close.

In Luo Jing’s eyes, Huai Dan was clearly the dominant one in this relationship, the one being pursued, the one who should make the choice, but he was looking up at him.

Like the most devout believer looking at his deity.

“My wish is,” Huai Dan said, asking softly, “Can you also like me?”

This time, Luo Jing finally saw the look in his eyes.

And his heart suddenly calmed down.

“Of course.”

Luo Jing looked at him and replied softly.