NPC Part 2

"I'm sorry." He finally realized how arrogant and cruel he had been to Shi Jin. Looking at Shi Jin's smiling face, he couldn't help but pull him into his arms and say, "Thank you."

Thank you for patiently teaching him these things, even now.

......

When Rong Zhouzhong woke up, he was horrified to find that Shi Jin, who had been sleeping in the room next to his, was nowhere to be seen. He quickly got out of bed and rushed to the hospital, only to be even more horrified to discover that Shi Jin was sleeping in Fei Yujing's ward.

"What have you done to Xiao Jin?" He stood in front of the bedside, looking at Fei Yujing with fear and caution, like a big bad wolf eyeing Little Red Riding Hood.

Fei Yujing flipped through the documents and said without looking up, "Keep your voice down, don't wake up Xiao Jin."

Rong Zhouzhong glared at him, then turned around and looked at Shi Jin, who was sleeping on the bedside with messy hair. His expression gradually became strange, and he suddenly took out his phone sneakily.

"Old Third." Fei Yujing warned in a loud voice.

"Go look at your documents, workaholic!" Rong Zhouzhong retorted, pulling out his phone's camera and aiming it at Shi Jin's face. He found the best angle and slowly pressed the shutter button.

Click.

Shi Jin was startled by the sudden flash and opened his eyes.

Rong Zhouzhong froze for a moment, then his hand slipped and the phone smacked Shi Jin's face with a loud snap.

"Ow!" Shi Jin's nose took the brunt of the impact, and he immediately turned his head to hold his face in pain.

Rong Zhouzhong was shocked and quickly leaned over to check on him, apologizing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Where did it hit you? Don't cover it up, let me see! Is your nose bleeding? Show me."

Shi Jin breathed heavily and rubbed his nose, looking at Rong Zhouzhong and gritting his teeth, "Third Brother."

As Rong Zhouzhong looked at his red-nosed appearance, he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth and ask, "Xiao Jin, are you... cough, are you okay?"

"Do I look okay?" Shi Jin's tone was ominous. Suddenly, he pounced on him, grabbed his face and pulled hard, gritting his teeth and saying, "You just laughed, didn't you? I saw that you laughed. The person who did something wrong has the nerve to laugh. Die!"

"No, I didn't..." Rong Zhouzhong struggled, raised his hand to push his face away, and turned his head to avoid his hand. "Don't hit my face. I still have to act. Xiao Jin, calm down!"

"I can't calm down!" Shi Jin pressed him onto the bed and reached for his phone. "You're a pervert who likes to take pictures, right? Just wait, I'll take pictures too--"

Click, click, click. The sound of a camera shutter interrupted the two of them, causing them to turn their heads towards the source of the noise.

Fei Yujing handed his phone to Shi Jin and said, "Here, let me take a picture for you."

He then walked over, tore open the package of snacks that Rong Zhouzhong had just handed to Shi Jin, and hugged Shi Jin, saying, "Good morning."

Shi Jin was stunned by the sudden embrace.

Rong Zhouzhong's eyes widened as he watched Fei Yujing hug Shi Jin, his expression as if he had just witnessed the end of the world.

"Um... Good morning, Second Brother," Shi Jin regained his senses and responded to Fei Yujing's greeting.

He felt a little embarrassed for some reason - Fei Yujing seemed much friendlier than before. But he quickly suppressed this feeling and pushed him away, pretending nothing had happened, and asked, "How's the wound on your chest? Does it still hurt?"

"Just a little," Fei Yujing replied, raising his hand to touch his nose and asking, "Does it hurt?"

Shi Jin shook his head, coughed softly to calm himself down, and replied, "Actually, it doesn't hurt that much. Third Brother's phone is light... Anyway, I'll go freshen up and we can have breakfast together later."

"Okay, go ahead," Fei Yujing helped straighten his pajama collar and watched him walk to the bathroom.

Once inside, Shi Jin passed by Rong Zhouzhong without even glancing at him, as if he had already forgotten his existence.

Rong Zhouzhong couldn't believe his eyes and was stunned. After the bathroom door closed, he quickly turned his head and looked at Fei Yujing. He rushed over and slapped his hand on his forehead, frowning and saying, "Are you possessed? How can such a disgusting smile appear on this coffin face? Terrible, my hair is standing on end. Who are you? You're not Fei Yujing! Definitely not!"

Fei Yujing's slightly raised mouth instantly flattened. He glanced at Rong Zhouzhong indifferently, threw off his hand, and said, "You're very annoying. Go back to filming."

It's still the familiar Fei Yujing!

Rong Zhouzhong immediately confirmed that he was not possessed, withdrew his hand, looked him up and down, and then turned to look at the bathroom door, crossing his arms and saying, "What did you do to Xiao Jin? Why did the atmosphere change so much?"

"We had a friendly and heart-to-heart conversation last night, getting to know each other's thoughts," said Fei Yujing as he leaned back on the bed and picked up the file. "Xiao Jin said he wants me to care about him a lot, and I've decided to do so."

Rong Zhouzhong's expression twisted instantly. He rushed over and grabbed Fei Yujing's collar, saying, "What did you say? Xiao Jin said he wants you to care about him a lot? Xiao Jin said that? He wants? Are you sure he said that to you and not just your own daydreaming?"

Fei Yujing smiled and said, "I never daydream."

Rong Zhouzhong was so angry that he had a heart attack from Fei Yujing's laughter. He couldn't help but curse, "Did you deliberately divert Xiao Jin's attention just now? You're despicable!"

"Thank you for giving me this despicable opportunity," said Fei Yujing as he patted his shoulder with a sincerity that was almost hateful. "You said something to Xiao Jin yesterday, didn't you? He suddenly took a big step towards me on his own initiative, and I'm very happy. Thank you for helping me."

Rong Zhouzhong took a sharp breath and reached out to choke him. "I'm going to kill you!"

"Thank you," Fei Yujing continued to express his gratitude.

Rong Zhouzhong really wanted to kill him. His fingers twitched and he glanced back at the bathroom door. In the end, he reluctantly withdrew his hand and frowned at Fei Yujing. He grabbed his hair in frustration and dragged a chair over to sit down.

"Second Brother, I hope you don't think that Xiao Jin's initiative is a matter of course. He has given up a lot and sacrificed a lot to stand before us again. When we reconciled last year, there was a moment when I thought he had gone crazy... Anyway, don't abandon him again."

Fei Yujing's expression softened and he asked, "Do you really think I would abandon Xiao Jin again?"

"How else would I feel? You were involved in everything, yet you were like an NPC in a role-playing game, detached from us," complained Rong Zhouzhong, furrowing his brow and giving him a disdainful look. He got up and walked to the bedside, picked up his phone, and lightly waved it at him. "I just hope Xiao Jin can sleep peacefully and soundly in the future, without any dreams. Even if he does dream, there won't be any of us in it."

Fei Yujing looked at the bed where Shi Jin had slept, remembering his restless sleep in the latter half of the night. He lowered his eyes.

......

After breakfast, Rong Zhouzhong said his goodbyes. He had already skipped work for too long and needed to go back to catch up on filming.

Shi Jin accompanied him to the airport, and before getting off the car, he carefully put on a mask and sunglasses.

"What are you doing?" Rong Zhouzhong raised his hand and raised the sunglasses that he had given to Shi Jin, looking at him with confusion.

Shi Jin quickly fixed the sunglasses and explained, "Second Brother's recent trouble is completely my fault. Those bad guys are likely watching me now. We should be careful and not let our relationship be discovered, so as not to cause trouble for you again."

"I don't care about that," Rong Zhouzhong laughed at his words and took off the sunglasses from his face, rubbing his head. "If those people dare to come, I'll make sure their photos and information are printed on the front page of every news website, exposing them to the whole world."

Shi Jin frowned and said, "Third Brother, I'm not joking. Those people are very dangerous."

"I wasn't joking either, I'm also very dangerous," said Rong Zhouzhong, raising his chin and suddenly becoming arrogant. "I possess more than just acting skills and influence. I can control things beyond your imagination. Xiao Jin, we are family, so rely on me a little more."

Shi Jin was stunned. "What?"

"The demands you have for Second Brother are also my demands for you," Rong Zhouzhong pinched his face and changed to a serious tone. "I can not only accompany you in arguments and relieve your boredom, but I also want to help you, and I can help you."

"Third Brother..."

"Sit in the car," said Rong Zhouzhong. He took off the sunglasses and put them on his own face, then opened the car door and stepped out with his long legs. Turning back to hold the door, he said to him, "This one is old, I'll buy you a new one next time we meet."

With that, he closed the door and strode away with a particularly suave and handsome posture towards the airport.