Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 265: Fear of Love

Xumi Port.

The Fatui's exclusive ship is still moored here.

The ship is very wide and large, and the slight ups and downs caused by the shaking of the water surface have almost no effect on the interior of the ship.

The boat is safe and quiet, perfect for sleeping.

In the cabin, Wendy, who planned to keep an eye on Dotorre's movements and then follow him to reap the benefits, was sleeping soundly.

The face was printed with the wrinkles of the fabric.

"Well... Yanyan, I'm not jealous."

Wendy's lips curled up as she muttered in her sleep about how Cheng Yan was being violently fought over by everyone, and how she was considerate and finally won his heart.

"hey-hey……"

His body turned unconsciously and knocked over the wine jug on the edge of the bed.

"Boom."

The jade pot fell to the ground with a dull sound but did not break.

"Hmm..." Wendy was awakened by the noise, her eyes half open.

"what!"

The person on the bed sat up suddenly, and Wendy quickly got down and went out. The cabin was pitch black and no one was there.

"Damn it, why did I fall asleep?!"

He wanted to follow Dotorre. He couldn't find Cheng Yan himself, and even if he found him first, he would never let him feel at ease to tell Yanyan his true feelings.

Besides, Yanyan may not want to see him.

Following the original route, they quietly sneaked out of the ship, but the huge port made Wendy feel troubled again.

"Well, let's fly higher. This way we should be able to find people faster."

There was a green figure flying in the sky above Xumi City. In the city, in a quiet room of the clinic, Dotore slowly opened his eyes.

With his arms fixed, Dotore subconsciously tried to reach out and touch the person in front of him but failed.

His consciousness gradually became clear, his red eyes were filled with anxiety, his body was stiff and he made no sound, he was worried that his awakening would eliminate the reason for Cheng Yan to stay by his side.

He is guarding here...

No matter what, he should still care about himself a little.

Making up excuses in his mind to comfort himself, Dotore's anxiety had reached a very serious level.

It was as if, as soon as he woke up, Cheng Yan would leave with a sense of relief, unwilling to bear any more pressure from him.

...It's unfair.

The corners of Dotole's eyes turned red. Not only did he do the same thing, but Morax also did it.

Why does he only blame himself?

Even though we finally found him, his first reaction was to run away, holding another person's hand.

Cheng Yan woke up at this time.

The first time he looked up, he saw the pair of red eyes that fascinated him, and two tears fell quietly.

It was like a piece of red crystal glass falling, and the scattered fragments scratched Cheng Yan's heart.

Otherwise how to explain the dull pain in my chest.

“Great!”

When Cheng Yan reacted, his body had already spontaneously hugged Dotore.

"Zan Zan, you really scared me today."

"..."

The person in his arms made no sound. Cheng Yan looked down at his face worriedly and was stunned for just a second.

The light-colored eyelashes were completely wet, and against the backdrop of the red pupils, the tears that flowed also turned red as if they were stained with blood.

"…So, you're going to leave me?"

His voice was hoarse, as if he had been deprived of the ability to speak. Dotole stared at Cheng Yan's eyes without blinking, letting the tears slide down his cheeks.

Cheng Yan's heart was broken, and he hugged him even tighter.

"How can I bear to do that? I'm just worried about you."

Dotore's teeth were trembling. He buried his head in the crook of Cheng Yan's neck and spoke each word with gritted teeth.

"Then why are you running? Why are you hiding from me?"

Cheng Yan paused, his face became serious, and he wanted to take two steps back and explain things to Dotore face to face.

But just as he was about to stand up, he showed signs of letting go of Dotore, and he was immediately pulled back by him regardless.

Dotore's heart felt like it was soaked in the bitterest, sourest medicine. Every cell was soaked through it, and the tearing pain made it difficult for him to breathe.

"...No. I won't ask anymore. Don't go...don't go."