Chi Jing ignored Chuzheng for two consecutive days and refused to eat anything Chuzheng offered.
Chuzheng leaned on the table, "Chi Jing, don't worry, it was just that one time."
"Who knows..."
Chi Jing shut his mouth and didn't continue.
"I just want to have you, that's all. If you don't want it in the future, I won't touch you again," Chuzheng spoke candidly.
Chi Jing suddenly stood up, raising his voice a few degrees, "Do you think I..."
He abruptly stopped.
After standing for a few seconds, he sat back down.
"Baby, I like you."
"Mm." Chuzheng responded.
"I want to do many things with you, but I can't. I'm a ghost, we're separated by realms, you understand?" He restrained his desires, restrained from touching the person he liked.
It's just because he wanted her to be well.
"I can handle it."
"I don't want you to suffer." Chi Jing didn't look at Chuzheng, speaking softly, "That night... you were very uncomfortable, I could feel it."
