After saying this, Shen Mo slowly let go of Ji Mingxuan’s hand, as if he had used up all his life’s strength.

　　On that rainy night seven years ago, Ji Mingxuan gave his heart to him, but never got a response. Now that things have changed, he just wants Mr. Ji to see his heart.

　　But this one-man show should end.

　　Shen Mo glanced at the time and said sadly, “It’s not even half an hour yet.”

　　Ji Mingxuan had no expression on his face, he just kept looking at him.

　　Shen Mo avoided his gaze and looked at the ring on his left hand again. This was not his best painting, but it was definitely the one he put the most effort into.

　　And now he is going to wipe out this heart with his own hands.

　　Shen Mo stood up and said, “Let me help Mr. Ji wash the paint off his hands.”

　　Ji Mingxuan sat still, looked at the painting on his left hand under the light, and asked, “Is this enough? No need to paint another portrait?”

　　Shen Mo was silent for a moment, then replied, “That’s not necessary.”

　　He is already in his heart, and no words or ink in the world can describe him, so why bother drawing him again?

　　Ji Mingxuan nodded, stood up and said, “I’ll wash it myself.”

　　Shen Mo opened the bathroom door and filled the sink with water. He was afraid that the paint could not be washed off, so he specially found a bar of soap.

　　Ji Mingxuan also followed in and rolled up his left sleeve in front of him.

　　Shen Mo glanced at the cufflinks he was wearing, and suddenly remembered something, and his eyes became hot. He quickly turned his head away.

　　There was the sound of running water in the bathroom.

　　Shen Mo closed his eyes and felt his internal organs slowly churning along with the sound.

　　While washing his hands, Ji Mingxuan asked him, “What are your plans after returning home?”

　　”Of course I’m still painting. I use my left hand to hold the pen now, and my right hand…” Shen Mo thought of the agreement and paused, “I won’t paint with my right hand anymore.”

　　”No plans to get married?”

　　”It depends on fate. I don’t know if I can meet the right person.”

　　”What kind of person do you think is suitable?”

　　Shen Mo choked for a moment, not knowing how to answer him. Ji Mingxuan asked again, and he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, “There’s no special requirement, just like-minded people are enough.”

　　He was just about to start making up a story when he heard Ji Mingxuan ask, “What do you think of me?”

　　Shen Mo turned back in astonishment: “Mr. Ji…”

　　Ji Mingxuan had stretched out a hand to pinch his chin.

　　It’s the left hand.

　　His left hand was not wet by the water, and the ring painted on his ring finger was still lifelike.

　　Ji Mingxuan lifted Shen Mo’s chin, forcing him to look at him, and gently stroked his lips with his fingers, asking in a deep voice: “Since this is your heart, why do you want to wash it away?”

　　Shen Mo felt sad, and he moved his lips, but in the end, he said nothing. If he missed it, he missed it. It was not easy for him to steal half an hour, but he didn’t have to meet Ji Mingxuan again in the future.

　　Shen Mo pushed Ji Mingxuan’s hand away, turned around and walked out of the bathroom, saying: “I will be returning to China tomorrow, and I have to continue packing my luggage. Mr. Ji should also go back and rest early. You’d better wash the paint off your hands. Although Mrs. Ji is not here, but…”

　　Ji Mingxuan interrupted him and asked, “Who said I’m married?”

　　Shen Mo thought he had misheard. He stood there in a daze, and after a while he found his voice again and carefully confirmed: “No?”

　　Ji Mingxuan raised his left hand and said, “If I’m married, why is this seat still vacant?”

　　”But, Ji Ning…”

　　Ji Mingxuan walked towards Shen Mo calmly. “Shouldn’t a father of a three-year-old child still be single?”

　　Of course there is this possibility, such as having a child out of wedlock, or he is divorced, or… Shen Mo is not sure which one it is.

　　Ji Mingxuan had already walked up to him.

　　Shen Mo stepped back reflexively, his back against the French window. There was no place to retreat.

　　Ji Mingxuan stretched out his hands and held him in his arms.

　　Shen Mo felt that his expression was somewhat similar to that night four years ago, except that Ji Mingxuan was drunk at that time, but now he was very sober, his eyes sparkling. His breath brushed past Shen Mo’s ears vaguely, and he called him: “Shen Mo.”

　　Shen Mo was so close to him that even his voice was trembling, and he replied: “Yes, it’s me.”

　　He just responded with this, and Ji Mingxuan immediately kissed him. He kissed very lightly, as if he was afraid of scaring Shen Mo away, and just kept his lips close to his, and the tip of his tongue gently swept across his teeth.

　　Shen Mo’s whole body was hot, but he still had a trace of rationality. He struggled to avoid it and said, “Mrs. Ji…”

　　”There is no Mrs. Ji,” Ji Mingxuan said, “even if there is, it must be the person in front of me.”

　　Shen Mo’s voice got stuck in his throat, and after a while he asked, “Why?”

　　Ji Mingxuan didn’t say anything. He looked at Shen Mo deeply, then raised his left hand and touched the ring on his ring finger with his lips.

　　Shen Mo couldn’t help but hold his breath, as if he was kissing her heart.

　　He suddenly knew the answer.

　　There is only one thing in this world that cannot be hidden. When you love someone, even if you don’t say a word, your eyes and eyebrows will betray him.

　

　　How slow had he been to notice anything? But at this moment, all the misunderstandings, pretenses, and uncertainties had disappeared, and there was only the fact that he loved him, and there was no doubt about that.