Transmigrated to Another World and Doted on by Everyone!-Chapter 202: Pretending

"I, I mean..." Rong Xingyu’s voice grew smaller. "I can help."

Dr. Ding could help him solve the issue of the surgery expenses, what was wrong with him just pretending to be Dr. Ding’s boyfriend?

What’s more, Rong Xingyu had a tiny bit of selfish motive as well...

"Thank you."

Ding Yixin smiled and extended his hand toward Rong Xingyu. "Happy cooperation."

Rong Xingyu pressed his lips together, but still placed his hand into Ding Yixin’s palm.

However, he suddenly felt a bit worried,

Could he really "play" the role of Dr. Ding’s boyfriend well?

"No need to worry. Just leave it to me, okay?"

Ding Yixin flipped his hand over to clasp Rong Xingyu’s hand, threading his fingers through Rong Xingyu’s fingers.

He even shook Rong Xingyu’s hand in a reassuring manner.

"Just follow my rhythm."

Rong Xingyu’s ears could not help but heat up. "Mm."

Rhythm and all that, why did it sound just like dancing...?

"Do, do we need to sign some kind of agreement?" Rong Xingyu also gave up on the idea of pulling his hand out of Ding Yixin’s grasp, as if he were trying hard to adapt to how to play the role of a considerate partner.

A dark glint flashed through Ding Yixin’s eyes.

He raised his hand to tidy the stray hair by Rong Xingyu’s ear and said in a low voice, "No need. After your mother’s surgery is completed, we can return to how things were before."

Ding Yixin placed emphasis on the words "how things were before."

But Rong Xingyu did not notice anything amiss.

Rong Xingyu lowered his head, his eyelashes fluttering rapidly twice.

He, he had only wanted to ask whether an agreement was needed regarding the surgery fees; he hadn’t been asking about pretending to be a couple...

Yet after hearing Ding Yixin say that, Rong Xingyu suddenly felt a faint, inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.

As if... Just as if... When he thought about separating from Ding Yixin, he felt an unexplainable sadness.

Rong Xingyu secretly took a deep breath and pressed these emotions of unknown origin deep into his heart.

Right now, the most important thing was still his mother’s illness.

Based on Mother Rong’s current physical condition, Ding Yixin confirmed the optimal time for the surgery with Rong Xingyu.

Two weeks later.

"Thank you, Dr. Ding."

After finishing all the necessary preparations, Rong Xingyu looked at Ding Yixin beside him and could not help but offer his sincere thanks once more.

Ding Yixin who is wearing a white coat stood by the hospital window.

Hearing this, he raised his hand and touched Rong Xingyu’s hair.

Then Ding Yixin bent down and whispered by Rong Xingyu’s ear, "Why be so polite with me? Isn’t this something that must be done as a boyfriend?"

Rong Xingyu: "..."

Rong Xingyu felt the warm breath from Ding Yixin’s words brush against the side of his ear and his entire ear turned red.

Hadn’t they agreed it was only pretending to be a couple...?

Over the past few days, Ding Yixin had truly acted like a conscientious lover, handling everything personally.

If Rong Xingyu hadn’t constantly reminded himself, he probably would have long since gotten lost in Ding Yixin’s gentleness.

Especially when Ding Yixin looked at him, Rong Xingyu would even develop the illusion that Ding Yixin deeply loved him and had loved him for a very long time...

Just like now, Rong Xingyu tried hard to restrain the impulse to tug at the knitted sweater on his body.

Because earlier, when Rong Xingyu had secretly glanced at the price tag in the fitting room, he had nearly been so shocked that he dropped the sweater in his hands!

This seemingly ordinary, light colored knitted sweater was actually worth as much as two months of his wages from working in the back kitchen.

As a result, even though Rong Xingyu felt a little nervous when he came out of the fitting room, he still did not dare tug at the garment.

After all, if he tore it, he truly would not be able to afford the compensation!

"It’s changed," Rong Xingyu could only touch the tip of his nose.

Feeling Ding Yixin’s scorching gaze land on him, Rong Xingyu’s face was about to turn red.

Could it be that he looked strange dressed like this? Why was he being stared at like that?

The shop assistant beside them, however, exclaimed with an expression of amazement, "It’s absolutely perfect. This knit sweater suits you far too well, it matches your temperament especially."

Rong Xingyu: "...Thank you."

Wasn’t that a bit too exaggerated? He was just a little helper washing dishes and chopping vegetables in a back kitchen, what kind of temperament could he possibly have?

What Rong Xingyu did not know, despite his inward grumbling, was that ever since he had awakened in the hospital after suffering heatstroke, the temperament he carried had already become completely different from before.

Having changed out of his old clothes that had been washed until they were faded white, Rong Xingyu was now wearing only the most basic style of knit sweater. Yet just standing there, he looked exactly like a young master from a wealthy family.

It was just that Rong Xingyu himself, who had always paid no attention to such things, did not notice it at all.

Rong Xingyu bit his lip and walked over to Ding Yixin.

"How is it?" Rong Xingyu asked softly.

Ding Yixin very naturally reached out and took Rong Xingyu’s hand.

He gently squeezed Rong Xingyu’s palm and his eyes filled with a tender smile.

"It looks good. It suits you very well."

Ding Yixin’s words were not much different from what the shop assistant had just said, and were even more concise.

Yet Rong Xingyu’s reaction upon hearing them was completely different.

He tried hard to control his expression, but still failed.

The corners of Rong Xingyu’s lips lifted slightly and his eyes seemed to brighten as well.