Hearing Ding Yixin praise him like this, Rong Xingyu immediately forgot his sadness.
He could not help proudly swaying his tail.
He also felt that his fishtail was the most beautiful of all~
But before Rong Xingyu could revel in his pride for long, his fishtail was still faintly burning as if reminding him of something.
Rong Xingyu bit his lip, suddenly remembering that his birthday seemed to be approaching soon.
After this birthday, he would officially become an adult, and the first crisis he would have to face would probably be the heat that came with coming of age.
...
Ding Yixin sat in his office, not knowing how many times he had lowered his head to check his wristwatch throughout the afternoon.
By the final time, Ding Yixin finally stood up.
He grabbed the military coat hanging on the rack and hurried out before even putting it on properly.
As he walked, Ding Yixin fastened the buttons on his sleeves, while still remembering to nod in greeting to the guards.
