Chapter 540 - A Beautiful Soul (1/2)

Qiu Ling tightened his grasp on Jing Yi until their bodies seemed to stick together.

Jing Yi could feel Qiu Ling's heartbeat at his back. It was steady but faster than normal. Regardless of what he said this embrace was obviously agitating him. But who was he to judge? His own heart raced. The warmth transmitted from Qiu Ling's body made him sweat and he couldn't help but incline his head toward him, hoping to get a glimpse at his face.

His wish got fulfilled. Qiu Ling leaned forward, his cheek touching Jing Yi's while his eyes closed. He seemed concentrated as if there was nothing in this world that could distract him. One of his arms snaked around Jing Yi's waist and secured him in place while his other hand came to rest on his chest.

Jing Yi took a trembling breath. Qiu Ling's hand seemed heavy as if he could already feel the impact it might have on his soul. Or maybe it was his heart that would be impacted. He didn't know for sure.

”Try to relax. I know it's not that simple but … that will make this easier.”

”Alright.” Jing Yi bit his lower lip. Why did he sound so breathless? It wasn't like Qiu Ling had never hugged him before. There was no reason to feel like this.

”You … If you're feeling uncomfortable like this —”

”No. It's … alright.” Jing Yi looked away when he repeated his previous words. What was he doing here? How could this be alright? Qiu Ling and he, they were stuck together like this even though they had officially broken up. This couldn't be a good idea!

”If you want to sit differently …” Qiu Ling's eyes opened slightly and his grab on Jing Yi unwittingly tightened. Ah, he had said he'd wait but being this close just made him realize how much he craved his touch. Why couldn't they forget about this stupid thing with Tian and —

Ah, wait, that wasn't important now. He first had to check Jing He's soul.

Qiu Ling cleared his throat. ”Alright, if you don't mind it, then I'll start now. I'll be as careful as possible. If it hurts … Just grab my hand and squeeze, alright? Or maybe bite me if it helps or —”

”It's alright.” Jing Yi patted the hand on his waist, leaned his head back onto Qiu Ling's shoulder and also closed his eyes.