AMBTICBPIB Chapter 50

After finally coaxing Chu Yi to stop crying, Shen Jin’s words immediately made him burst into tears again.

Though this time he cried silently, large tears streamed down his face in an endless torrent.

No amount of comforting from Shen Jin could stop him. Shen Jin held him close, repeating, “Don’t cry, don’t cry. It breaks my heart to see you like this.”

Chu Yi paused, then sobbed even harder. It was astonishing how such beautiful eyes could hold so many tears.

Shen Jin wished he would cry out loud. The silent tears were terrifying.

He said hoarsely, “It’s true, my heart really aches.”

This wasn’t just to comfort Chu Yi; he genuinely felt the pain. He had thought explaining everything would stop Chu Yi’s tears, but instead, Chu Yi was crying uncontrollably. Seeing him like this truly broke Shen Jin’s heart.

Shen Jin’s shirt was soon soaked with tears.

Chu Yi never imagined the truth would be like this. He felt utterly foolish, stupid, and hateful. He had always believed Shen Jin was wearing a smartwatch phone.

He had often told Shen Jin how handsome his bracelet looked. At the time, Shen Jin had only smiled and said the bracelet wasn’t suitable for him. Chu Yi still remembered looking at Shen Jin with stubborn defiance, only to receive a brand-new smartwatch phone from him the next day.

The more Chu Yi thought about it, the more miserable he felt, a headache throbbing in his temples.

He recalled the first time he bumped into Shen Jin, when the bracelet had glowed a faint green.

Many things suddenly clicked into place. Why he hadn’t noticed Shen Jin’s arm injury that time—because Shen Jin hadn’t been wearing the bracelet. Without its pain alerts, Shen Jin hadn’t felt the injury and hadn’t even realized he was hurt.

Did that mean there were many other times Shen Jin had been injured without knowing it?

He had seen the bracelet vibrate countless times, each time assuming it was a phone call, and each time Shen Jin had casually teased him.

Now, Chu Yi felt overwhelming guilt and regret. He had repeatedly boasted to Shen Jin about how tough he was, how he didn’t fear pain, how he couldn’t even feel it. Yet Shen Jin had never gotten angry, and had always been so kind to him.

Chu Yi felt terrible, utterly wretched. He clung tightly to Shen Jin, finding solace only in his embrace.

*Living without the ability to feel pain is incredibly inconvenient.*

“Shen Jin, I’m sorry,” he whispered.

What he couldn’t bear was realizing he had misunderstood Shen Jin and Dr. Meng, even accusing Shen Jin of bullying him. He had been angry at Shen Jin, but Shen Jin had never bullied him.

“Shen Jin, I’m sorry.”

Shen Jin stroked Chu Yi’s back. “Are you crying because of me?”

Chu Yi nodded.

“Are you crying because you feel sorry for me?” Shen Jin asked.

Chu Yi shook his head vehemently. “No.”

Shen Jin’s heart warmed. “Then… is it because you’re worried about me?” he asked softly.

Chu Yi nodded.

Shen Jin tightened his embrace. “If you’re worried about me, please don’t cry anymore, okay?” His voice was impossibly gentle.

Chu Yi slowly nodded against Shen Jin’s chest, gradually ceasing to cry.

The towel in Shen Jin’s hand was already soaked. He wanted to go to the bathroom to rinse it and wipe Chu Yi’s tears, but Chu Yi was clinging to him, and he couldn’t bear to let go. So he simply held Chu Yi close, silently wiping away his tears.

Shen Jin hadn’t forgotten the most important thing. He still hadn’t received a response from Chu Yi to his confession. “Chu Yi, I like you.”

Chu Yi remembered what Shen Jin had taught him. “Shen Jin, that day when I saw you scrambling to get dressed, I felt really hurt and unhappy.”

“I thought you had said you would take care of me, but then you turned around and fell in love with someone else. I thought you really liked someone else, and I even cried secretly. I don’t know why.”

Shen Jin told him, “Chu Yi, it’s because you were jealous.”

This time, Chu Yi didn’t argue. Instead, he lifted his tear-stained face and looked at Shen Jin. “I like you too.”

Shen Jin lowered his head and kissed Chu Yi. Chu Yi’s lips still tasted slightly salty from his tears.

The last time, Chu Yi had been kissed by Shen Jin in a daze. But now, Chu Yi actively wrapped his arms around Shen Jin’s neck and kissed him back.

If he hadn’t taken the initiative, it might have been better. But this act only made Shen Jin’s kisses more fervent.

Chu Yi’s face flushed again, this time from being unable to breathe. His nose was already congested from crying, and now Shen Jin’s mouth was pressed against his.

Shen Jin quickly released him. “Breathe, quickly!”

He blamed his own excitement for forgetting that Chu Yi could only breathe through his mouth.

Watching Chu Yi gasp for air, Shen Jin couldn’t help but smile.

It took nearly an hour of comforting before Chu Yi finally stopped crying completely. By then, the front of Shen Jin’s shirt was soaked through.

He led Chu Yi to the bathroom to wash his face. Though the tears had stopped, streaks of them still stained his cheeks.

Shen Jin turned on the faucet and rinsed a towel. Chu Yi glanced at his reflection in the mirror.

His hair was a mess, his eyes were red and swollen, and his face was blotchy with white and gray patches, making him look utterly filthy. The sight was so unbearable that Chu Yi couldn’t even bear to look at himself.

He remembered how Shen Jin had gazed at him so tenderly, kissed him, and professed his love, even when he looked like this.

Shen Jin lowered his head and carefully wiped Chu Yi’s face. The towel was soft, but Shen Jin’s touch was even gentler. Chu Yi’s delicate skin bruised easily with the slightest pressure.

“Look up,” Shen Jin murmured. Chu Yi obediently tilted his head back, exposing his slender neck.

After crying for so long, a mixture of sweat and tears lingered on Chu Yi’s neck. Once he wiped it clean, he felt refreshed.

Shen Jin carefully wiped his own tear-stained face until it was spotless, then leaned in to kiss Chu Yi’s cheek.

Chu Yi’s fingers were also dirty. Shen Jin took his hand and rinsed it under the faucet, then lathered it with soap, gently massaging each finger individually. Chu Yi wanted to say he could wash his own hands, but Shen Jin’s earnest and tender movements stopped him. He thought, *It feels so good to have Shen Jin wash my hands,* and grinned foolishly to himself.

Shen Jin looked up and caught him. “What are you smiling about?”

Chu Yi shook his head.

Finally seeing Chu Yi smile made Shen Jin happy too. If his hands weren’t covered in soap, he probably would have pinched Chu Yi’s cheek.

As they rinsed off the soap, Chu Yi noticed Shen Jin’s chest. “Your clothes are all wet.”

“Yeah,” Shen Jin replied. “I didn’t realize you could cry so much. Where do all those tears come from?”

Chu Yi pursed his lips, and Shen Jin leaned down to give him a quick kiss.

Chu Yi looked at him earnestly. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep this a secret. I won’t tell anyone, and I’ll protect you.”

The more Chu Yi thought about it, the more he realized this was truly a crucial secret for Shen Jin. Now that Shen Jin had entrusted him with it, he vowed to guard it fiercely.

Shen Jin smiled. “Thank you, Chu Yi.”

As they descended the stairs, Uncle Wen immediately noticed they had reconciled, their bond even stronger than before. It seemed a good cry had indeed deepened their relationship.

Especially Shen Jin—Uncle Wen had never seen him so genuinely happy. Observing their interactions, the experienced elder quickly understood: they had finally confessed their feelings to each other.

Uncle Wen was genuinely delighted. These two young ones had endured so much.

That night, as they prepared for bed, Chu Yi sat on the bed, waiting. He watched as Shen Jin emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel.

“Come here and let me see.”

Shen Jin smiled, misunderstanding his meaning. “Alright.”

He took a few steps toward Chu Yi, reaching out to embrace him. But Chu Yi stopped him. “Don’t move. Let me look.”

Chu Yi’s gaze swept over Shen Jin’s body, his eyes clear and focused. He examined him from head to toe, front to back.

It turned out he was checking for any injuries or wounds.

Chu Yi said, “I’ll check your body every day from now on.”

“Okay,” Shen Jin replied.

He knew exactly why Chu Yi wanted to do this—out of worry and concern for him.

Because Chu Yi had cried so much during the day, his eyes were still swollen. Before they went to sleep, Shen Jin placed an eye mask over Chu Yi’s eyes.

So much had happened that day that Chu Yi only began to process it all slowly that evening.

Shen Jin had said he liked him—the kind of liking between lovers.

This realization filled Chu Yi with joy and excitement. He couldn’t believe Shen Jin liked him, especially since Shen Jin had confessed to him twice.

Thinking about this, Chu Yi felt overwhelmingly happy and snuggled closer to Shen Jin in his arms.

Shen Jin gently ruffled Chu Yi’s hair, enjoying the way Chu Yi nuzzled against him as he spoke.

After breaking his abstinence, Shen Jin found it impossible to restrain himself. He had previously held back, fearing he might frighten Chu Yi.

Now that Chu Yi’s feelings were confirmed and he was nestled in Shen Jin’s arms, everything seemed natural and inevitable.

“Chu Yi,” Shen Jin murmured, his voice carrying a seductive warmth as he called the name of the person in his arms.

But the figure in his embrace remained silent. Looking down, Shen Jin realized Chu Yi had already fallen asleep.