BTMDY Chapter 120

The hospital room was silent, the lights left off, with only the moonlight spilling through the window, casting a soft, hazy glow. On the bed, the boy’s eyelashes twitched lightly as he drifted from sleep into wakefulness.

The first thing Lin Wangye saw was Shi Yuan’s figure.

He was sitting quietly by the bedside, the pale moonlight wrapping him in a gentle halo, making the whole scene feel peaceful and beautiful, like something out of a painting.

Lin Wangye stared at him in silence for a long time, unwilling to disturb him.

Yet Shi Yuan’s gaze didn’t waver from the bright moon outside the window, completely unaware that the person he had been silently waiting for had already woken up.

After who knew how long, Lin Wangye shifted his arm from under the blanket and fumbled to tug gently at the corner of his sleeve.

In an instant, Shi Yuan’s thoughts snapped back from wherever they had drifted. He turned quickly, picking up the thermos he had prepared earlier and placing the straw to Lin Wangye’s lips.

Nearly ten hours of sleep had given Lin Wangye a deep rest. The first thing he felt upon waking was still a parched mouth. He drank deeply from the thermos, only noticing that his lips felt slightly sticky once he let go of the straw.

He pursed his lips, catching a faint fruity scent at his nose.

It was lip balm.

“Any discomfort? Feeling dizzy?” Shi Yuan asked softly.

“No…”

Lin Wangye shook his head immediately. His voice was still a little hoarse, but noticeably stronger and steadier than that afternoon, no longer weak and fragile.

He had been unconscious for so long, and he had no way of knowing whether Shi Yuan had rested well during that time. Taking a careful look at him now, he felt that Shi Yuan didn’t seem in the best shape; there was a visible tiredness lingering in his expression.

Lin Wangye knew that when he was in danger, Shi Yuan probably couldn’t rest properly, so it was normal for him to appear a bit listless. By all rights, now that he was out of danger, Lin Wangye should feel happy and relieved.

But instead, he sensed Shi Yuan’s lingering sadness.

Even the way Shi Yuan looked at him carried a quiet gloom, a subtle, melancholic weight that clung to the air.

Following his arm down, Lin Wangye gently held his hand. “Why aren’t you happy?”

Shi Yuan enveloped his hand softly in his own, lowering his head and staring quietly for a long moment. Then, in a low voice, he said, “I’ve been recalling everything that happened since we met, and I’ve unknowingly understood so much. From the very beginning, you never lied to me. That necklace—you really were given to you by me from another time, right? You knew who I was even before we met, didn’t you?”

“Yes.”

Lin Wangye nodded honestly, though he hadn’t yet realized why Shi Yuan’s mood was down. He decided to tell him everything, truthfully, piece by piece.

“You were a friend of my dad’s. I’ve liked you since I was very young… but…”

“Who do you like?” Shi Yuan suddenly cut him off.

Lin Wangye froze mid-sentence, his words vanishing into the air. His eyes stared blankly at him. He wanted to explain, but his throat felt blocked by the weight of all his tangled emotions, and not a single word came out.

For a moment, Shi Yuan felt his heart being gripped tightly by some invisible hand, leaving him almost unable to breathe.

Lin Wangye’s feelings originating from someone else threw Shi Yuan’s heart into chaos.

Even if that someone was himself, he couldn’t let it go.

He had thought Lin Wangye’s appearance was a gift from fate.

The boy’s feelings had come so fiercely, like lava bursting from a volcano, burning hot from the very start, stirring restlessness in Shi Yuan’s heart while filling him with both awe and fear. He never knew how to give back love like that in a way that would be worthy of it.

For a long time, he had worried he couldn’t hold onto this feeling.

It was Lin Wangye’s persistence and honesty that had eased those doubts.

But now, the truth hit him like a heavy blow.

Lin Wangye’s stunned, speechless reaction in front of this fact told him plainly: this love had indeed started in another timeline.

And the reason he could receive it…

…was because Lin Wangye had chosen to let his feelings continue with him.

Shi Yuan closed his eyes, breathing ragged and shaken, desperately suppressing the wild surge of jealousy and unwillingness in his heart. When he opened them again, his gaze was hollow, like a faith had just collapsed, leaving him completely lost.

Seeing him like this made Lin Wangye deeply uncomfortable. He furrowed his brows and held onto Shi Yuan’s hand tightly.

“I like you, it’s always been you.”

Shi Yuan looked at Lin Wangye, unwilling to blame him in the slightest. He sighed, speaking softly: “I feel… I feel more like someone enjoying the benefits. Your pure love isn’t entirely for me; a part of it is reserved for some shadow I can’t see.”

The moment he said this, Lin Wangye’s eyes instantly reddened.

He yanked his hand free, bracing himself on the bed, using all his strength to sit up. But after lying down so long, the sudden effort drained him. His breath came hard, and dizziness swam before his eyes.

Shi Yuan panicked, jumping to adjust the bed angle and tucking a pillow behind his back. He used his sleeve to wipe the sweat breaking out on Lin Wangye’s forehead, his brow knotted tight.

“Stay still. Your body isn’t fully recovered yet. Don’t move around.”

After a few seconds, Lin Wangye eased the dizziness. When he looked up again, his eyes were glistening with moisture, brows knitted, breathing ragged. His voice was hoarse as he demanded:

“Even if in the past life you didn’t want me, I never once thought about liking anyone else. How dare you say my feelings for you aren’t pure? My love has always been only for you! Just because you don’t remember, you think you can deny it? Some invisible shadow… that’s you, Shi Yuan, that’s you, Xu Suinian. Did I save any love for anyone else? Did I give it to anyone else? How dare you… cough… cough, cough…”

He hadn’t recovered yet, and getting so worked up choked him hard. His body curled forward with violent coughing, and the tears he’d been holding back spilled down as reflexive, stinging tears.

Shi Yuan, who had been lost in his own thoughts all night, suddenly realized what had happened.

He reexamined his own words from moments ago, guilt flooding his heart. He bent down and wrapped Lin Wangye in his arms, letting him rest his chin on his shoulder, softly patting his back to ease his breathing.

After a long while, Lin Wangye finally caught his breath. He pulled away, leaning against the bed, tears streaming, glaring at him.

“You taught me how to love you! Benefiting from it like that—if not you, then who? You deserve it!”

Up until now, the two of them had never really fought.

Lin Wangye had never expressed his anger in an extreme way in front of Shi Yuan.

That line—‘You taught me how to love you’—kept spinning in Shi Yuan’s mind, making him painfully aware that the problem was with his own mindset.

He couldn’t separate the two versions of himself across different timelines.

If he insisted on overthinking this, it would only make Lin Wangye suffer, torn by the impossibility of splitting his own heart in two.

Perhaps, from the very start, his feelings for Lin Wangye weren’t some instant love at first sight, some random spark in the air.

It was just… every subtle expression of the boy, every sly little movement, the honesty and sincerity he showed others, his all-or-nothing bravery—Shi Yuan had simply loved all of it.

Maybe Lin Wangye wasn’t a gift sent by fate.

Maybe he was a gift from another version of himself, sent to himself.

“I’ve been overthinking and got stuck in a corner of my own making. Don’t shout too loud, your throat will hurt.” Shi Yuan pulled out a tissue and moved closer to the bedside to wipe his tears, apologizing sincerely: “I’m sorry. It’s my fault.”

Lin Wangye leaned back, dodging him. He grabbed the tissue and wiped his own tears and runny nose, tossed it into the trash, pursed his lips, and turned his head, refusing to look at him.

All along, the boy only needed comforting when he was sad—never when he was angry.

Seeing him act like this left Shi Yuan suddenly at a loss. He reached out carefully, asking softly: “Are you really mad at me?”

“I’ve always been mad.”

Lin Wangye lowered his eyes to the floor beside the bed, finally speaking.

“Mad that in the last life you avoided my feelings, made me chase you so hard. I never took my resentment out on you, yet you say my love isn’t pure.”

Seeing that he was still willing to speak to him, Shi Yuan finally relaxed.

He wore a look of helplessness, letting out a small sigh: “I finally understand why you asked me before… if I were nineteen years older and watched you grow up, would I fall in love with you?”

Lin Wangye spun around to glare at him. “You did say you would!”

Shi Yuan’s eyes softened. He explained gently: “I thought it was just a hypothetical back then. I didn’t think that far. I just thought if I said no, it would make you upset, so I said that. If it were real… I probably wouldn’t have accepted it so easily, because you were too young.”

“I’m not too young!” Lin Wangye shot back. “I’m already eighteen!”

Shi Yuan shook his head patiently. “I mean… your age is so much younger than mine. If nothing unusual happens, I’d always be ahead of you. I couldn’t bear to leave you alone in this world. When that day comes, who would take care of you?”

Lin Wangye’s eyes trembled, instantly turning red.

Seeing this, Shi Yuan pulled him into his arms, gently stroking his hair. “No matter under what name, I will love you very much.”

Lin Wangye really had been angry at him for the first time, but it couldn’t last long. His heart softened quickly, and he obediently rested against Shi Yuan, no longer struggling. He lowered his head, holding Shi Yuan’s fingers in his own, murmuring softly:

“Cowards are just cowards. Stop giving yourself so many excuses.”

Shi Yuan chuckled quietly, saying nothing in reply. He reached for the necklace hanging around Lin Wangye’s neck, took it off, and studied it in his hand for a long while. Then he said, “This took a lot of effort. I must really care about you.”

Lin Wangye hummed from his throat, pouting.

“Refusing someone’s feelings, then giving them a necklace so they can’t let go… what a jerk…”

“Okay, okay, fine, just call me that.”

“You said you were wrong, and that you’d fall for Xiao Lin.”

“I’m wrong. I will fall for Xiao Lin.”

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Shi Yuan: I really played it cool in my past life.

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