After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

Chapter 133 I'll Come to You Again

When they were in Switzerland, Xinxi was busy with work, so Damon either stayed with his grandfather or with Yu Jing. But it would never be more than a week, yes, more than three days but less than seven days.

Yi Zongyu leaned against the entrance and looked at Yu Jing, "I have nowhere to go."

"How is that possible?" He widened his eyes, "Isn't Fenghuayue Mansion..."

"That's without you."

Yu Jing's ears turned red. So this is what the other party meant.

"Well, then I'll have to ask you to spend the night on the sofa."

"You have to compensate me." Yi Zongyu folded his hands and began to negotiate terms.

"Compensation for what?"

Yu Jing didn't consider that this was his house at all. Instead, he felt that Yi Zongyou was right and he should indeed compensate the other party with something.

"I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you when I do."

At night, after giving Damon a bath and wrapping him in a blanket, Yu Jing carried him back to the bedroom and said he wanted to coax him to sleep, and even Hamburger followed him in.

Yi Zongyou sat alone on the sofa, without even a blanket. The occasional sound of Damon's laughter from the bedroom was particularly annoying.

As soon as I opened my phone, I saw the photo that Xue Feihan had posted in the group a few minutes ago.

Xu Tingbo was cutting a strawberry cake. There were many gifts and letters from the band's fans on the table, which looked a bit messy, probably because the performance had just ended.

Xue Feihan said: [Is it handsome? Mine]

He also said: [You guys won’t be alone, right?]

No one in the group paid any attention to him.

Yi Zongyu turned off his phone, thinking how childish.

About half an hour later, the door of the room slowly opened from the inside, and Yu Jing half of his head appeared, as if he wanted to see if he was asleep.

Their eyes met, Yi Zongyu hooked his finger at him, and he quietly closed the door, walked closer and nestled in the man's arms.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Yu Jing asked in a low voice.

"Wait for you."

Yi Zongyu looked at the lively person in his arms and thought of the operation three days later. After all, this matter was inextricably linked to Yu Jing, and it would be unfair to conceal it deliberately.

He kissed Yu Jing on the forehead and said, "I have something to tell you."

Yu Jing looked up and saw the man's serious expression, and couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Many times when faced with such moments, he wanted to escape subconsciously, as he always felt that behind his seriousness there would be a truth that he did not want to hear.

"What?"

Yi Zongyu was silent for two seconds, then said, "I signed the informed consent form for deep brain stimulation."

"In three days, I will go to New York for surgery."

Just two short sentences made time silent for a long time.

Yu Jing opened his round eyes with a little redness. He tried his best to grasp the meaning of these words. Although he had little academic knowledge, he also knew the risks of brain surgery and the probability of complications.

"No." Yu Jing subconsciously grabbed his hand, "It's very dangerous, right? Don't go, don't leave me."

Yi Zongyu hugged the man in his arms, but found that the other person was very stiff and looked quite resistant. He had no choice but to slowly stroke Yu Jing's back.

"I won't leave you, believe me."

"No." Yu Jing looked up at him, "I'm scared, please don't leave me, okay? I'm..."

"I can't live without you right now."

Yi Zongyou wiped his tears away and said, "Yu Jing, I know you care about these things. Last time I asked you if you would blame me if I couldn't recover my memory."

"Your answer is too far-fetched to be convincing."

"That memory is equally important to me. When you said you wanted to start over, did you want to start with the me now, or the me before?"

Yu Jing's eyes were blurred with tears, his throat was so dry that it hurt, and he choked and spoke intermittently:

"I lied to you, and I wanted you to remember those things, but what I fear most is losing you."

"If there is no Yi Zongyou in the world, I won't be able to catch you now or in the past."

He was trying to breathe, his eyes reflecting tiny rays of light, begging almost in a trance.

"Don't...don't leave me. We can start over. We can do it. It's fine now. I don't need you to remember me. I wish I could forget that memory too. That way, we can truly start over."

"Yi Zongyou, I don't need you to accommodate me, I just want you to stay with me."

"Don't...don't leave me."

Yi Zongyu felt a sore throat. He pulled Yu Jing into his arms and gently wiped away his hot tears with his fingertips.

"I had guessed what you would say, and I knew what you were afraid of, but I never thought you would put yourself in this position."

"You don't need to compromise. That's exactly what I want to tell you. You've already compromised for three years, and now you're saying this again."

"Why didn't you tell me you were sick? You always had nightmares and cried when you slept. Why didn't you go to the doctor? Did you think that if you hid the medicine, your illness would be cured?"

Yu Jing's fingertips trembled slightly. It turned out that Yi Zongyu knew all these things. However, with his mind now so confused, he could not think about how the other party knew it.

"You always think so much about me, what about you?"

Yi Zongyu's voice was low and hoarse, pouring firmness into his ear.

"Yu Jing, believe me, I will come to you again."

He will definitely come to find Yu Jing, bringing that memory with him.

The next morning was a rare nice weekend day, and the sun was shining warmly on the living room floor.

There were slight noises and fragrance coming from the kitchen. Yu Jing opened his sore eyes and stared at the ceiling of the living room in a daze.

He didn't remember what he said last night, he just knew that he fell asleep because he was tired of crying.

Yu Jing moved his arms and turned around to find Damon sitting on a small stool next to the sofa, looking at him with his chin in his hands, and Hamburger sleeping at his feet.

"Why are you here?"

Damon pointed to the kitchen and whispered, "He said not to wake you up, and that as long as I just sit here and don't make any noise, he'll make me some red bean and dumpling porridge."

Yu Jing was amused by his appearance, "How long have you been here?"

Damon shook his head, "I don't know."

The kitchen door opened, and the aroma of red bean milk became stronger. Yi Zongyu looked at the person on the sofa.

"Pig, sleeping for so long?"