Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

As the night deepened, a small insect flapped its wings, startling a few leaves.

The crackling sound of burning wood could be heard, and the fanning flames attracted small insects to explore.

Zandik sat on a large and comfortable wooden chair. In front of him was a table of the same style, on which were placed a few simple dishes, still steaming.

Although he should have been feasting, Zandik had no appetite at all.

He looked at Cheng Yan who was sitting opposite him with an indescribable expression.

"Can you please stop looking at me like that?" It affects my appetite.

It was the first time that Zandik saw that a person could have such a wide range of emotions, and that emotions and hand movements could be so different.

When Cheng Yan was crying and cooking for himself, Zandik tried to stop him. The feeling was so weird that he felt Cheng Yan was making his "last supper" and even thought Cheng Yan must have put drugs in the food.

A table full of delicious dishes was prepared. Zandik was already feeling hungry, but he didn't want to eat for the moment.

In other words... he didn't dare to eat it until he figured out Cheng Yan's train of thought.

After hearing what Zandik said, Cheng Yan still didn't say anything, but just stared at him with his beautiful eyes.

He was about to cry again while taking a breath, and Zandik closed his eyes helplessly.

Cheng Yan had shed so many tears throughout the day that if he pretended to cry, he could drown someone.

Just because he said that humans are also resources? Zandik got a headache, not knowing how to face Cheng Yan like this.

"Don't cry." Looking tearful is not as good-looking as looking heartless.

Cheng Yan shook his head, without moving his eyes away from Zandik, "I didn't cry."

Zandik: ...

What are those two marks on your face? Is your brain draining?

The awkward conversation ended, and the two of them fell into deathly silence again. Only Cheng Yan's occasional sobbing could be heard.

"Where did you get this table from?"

Zandik looked at the large wooden table in front of him and the exquisite dishes on it.

"Sister Ganyu prepared it for me and asked me to bring it."

Cheng Yan's voice had become hoarse, and his voice had become a duck's tone.

Zandik didn’t know who the “Sister Ganyu” Cheng Yan was talking about, nor did he really care. He just wanted to change the subject and get Cheng Yan out of his inexplicable sadness.

Hearing the sobbing in his ears, Zandik felt that he had encountered a huge problem.

He should have turned around and left, and said nothing to this person who only knew how to cry when something happened. But perhaps Cheng Yan had invaded his life too much during this period, making Zandik accustomed to having such a person around him. At this moment, instead of feeling annoyed, he actually paid attention to Cheng Yan's mood.

Zandik stood up from the chair and walked to Cheng Yan. Cheng Yan followed him with his eyes. When Zandik walked in front of him, Cheng Yan looked up at him.

"Great..." Just as Cheng Yan opened his mouth, someone pinched his mouth, turning his duck voice into a duck mouth.

Zandik interrupted Cheng Yan, "Don't talk, just listen to me."

"What happens to me has nothing to do with you."

……

As soon as these words were spoken, Cheng Yan's tears flowed even more violently, flowing down her cheeks directly into Zandik's hands.

Zandik panicked for a moment, his hands trembling, and he immediately added, "What I mean is, you do what you agree with, I do what I agree with, and we don't interfere with each other."

Cheng Yan's expression and mood did not improve at all.

"But...but I like Zanzan, and I want to do so many things with Zanzan. We can't just discuss where to go on a date and whose life to take."

Cheng Yan explained with sobs, the sadness in his eyes could not be dispelled.

Zandik was silent for a moment. "Who wants to date you?" You wish.

Zandik rejected Cheng Yan's words without hesitation and tried hard to ignore the heat spreading at the tips of his ears.

It's actually a bit like a date now, Zandik thought, and he forced himself to suppress the strange throbbing in his heart, replaced by anger.

Cheng Yan was indeed insidious. He decorated this dark cave so cozy and cooked so many dishes. He just wanted to use these to occupy the moral high ground and make it impossible for me to deny his words.