But after they finished eating, Ding Yixin picked up a napkin and gently wiped the corner of Rong Xingyu's mouth.
Only then did Rong Xingyu suddenly feel his face growing hot.
He finally understood that the relationship between him and Ding Yixin had already changed.
"I—I can do it myself."
Rong Xingyu didn't dare look into Ding Yixin's eyes.
He spoke in a small voice.
He reached out to take the napkin, but Ding Yixin grabbed his hand first.
Ding Yixin used the napkin to carefully wipe Rong Xingyu's slender fingers. He smiled and said, "Let me."
Rong Xingyu bit his lip.
His thick eyelashes dropped low, trembling lightly.
Dr. Ding had always taken good care of him before, but only now that they were together did Rong Xingyu realize that, back then, Ding Yixin had actually been holding himself back.
From the moment Rong Xingyu woke up today, he had done almost nothing by himself.
Ding Yixin had taken care of everything for him.
