What’S Wrong With Just Eating His Majesty’S Soft Rice? Chapter 51

Chapter 51

Anyone waking up to bloodshot eyes filled with madness would be terrified.

Even though Fang Cheng recognized them as Zhou Yinli’s a second later, his heart still hammered for a while.

Fang Cheng noticed that the moment their eyes met, the terrifying madness on Zhou Yinli’s face finally faded, replaced by a warm, human expression and a look of relief.

Once he confirmed Fang Cheng was awake, Zhou Yinli pulled him into a fierce hug. You’re finally awake.

The strength of the hug nearly snapped Fang Cheng’s ribs.

He coughed a few times and slapped Zhou Yinli’s back, signaling for him to let go.

After Zhou Yinli finally regained his composure, he slowly recounted the events of the past two days.

Only then did Fang Cheng realize he had been unconscious for two full days.

He clearly remembered spending less than a day in that world inside the body of a little eunuch.

He had assumed Zhou Yinli wouldn’t even notice his period of unconsciousness.

Hearing this now, he realized that one day in that world was roughly equivalent to two days in this one.

It seemed there was some truth to the saying that a day in heaven is a year on earth.

The passage of time varied between different parallel worlds.

No wonder Zhou Yinli looked so terrified and tense. If Zhou Yinli had suddenly fallen into a coma for two whole days, Fang Cheng would have been incredibly anxious too, fearing something terrible had happened.

At that thought, his heart softened. He didn’t push Zhou Yinli away when the man hugged him again, enduring it for a long time until his patience finally ran out.

Once Zhou Yinli had hugged him enough—or more accurately, once Fang Cheng had had enough—he finally had time to figure out everything that happened while he was out.

From Zhou Yinli finding him to the hospital visit, the tests, and the transfer.

He finally understood why this room didn’t look like a hospital ward. It was larger than his previous double room, fully equipped, and decorated more like a hotel than a clinic.

Fang Cheng looked at the needle marks on his arm; he could only imagine how many tests he had undergone during those two days.

According to Zhou Yinli, they had run numerous tests, but no doctor could give a definitive answer. The results showed nothing was wrong; he was simply asleep.

When asked why he slept so long, they just told him to wait.

Since there were no physical ailments, the most he needed was some nutritional IV fluids.

However, if he was just sleeping, the fact that there were no signs of him waking up was extremely strange.

Not only was Zhou Yinli worried, but many doctors also found the situation highly abnormal, nearly taking him in for research.

That was why Zhou Yinli eventually contacted Zhou Xingchuan to have Fang Cheng transferred to this private hospital.

Over those two days, Zhou Yinli had exhausted himself trying to wake Fang Cheng, apparently even arranging for a foreign expert to arrive the next day.

On the other hand, he had even prepared for the possibility that Fang Cheng might never wake up.

He didn’t tell Fang Cheng that part.

Fang Cheng thought he could go home immediately after waking up, but he was still subjected to an overwhelming number of tests—so many that his skin crawled.

After all, if a healthy person undergoes that many tests in such a short time, they’ll find a problem even if there isn’t one.

Fortunately, the results confirmed he was perfectly fine.

The hospital treated this coma as a unique case and suggested further observation so they could respond quickly if another issue arose.

Fang Cheng was completely unwilling to stay. He had a psychological shadow regarding hospitals and just wanted to leave.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yinli had been convinced by the doctors and insisted he stay. Finally, he mentioned that the bill was already paid and the hospital wouldn’t issue a refund if they left now.

Fang Cheng immediately stopped in his tracks. He took a walk around the private hospital’s grounds and decided it wasn’t so bad. He had to stay to get his money’s worth.

It was a place similar to a sanatorium with lovely scenery. Staying here felt like a vacation.

Zhou Yinli wasn’t surprised at all by this sudden change in attitude.

For one, he had long since realized Fang Cheng had a casual personality and was easy to persuade. Secondly, he had already figured out the trick to convincing him.

Fang Cheng didn’t know what Zhou Yinli was thinking, but since he had agreed to stay for observation, he would behave himself.

Besides, the hospital had great scenery and excellent facilities. He even found a dedicated e-sports room and several high-end private cinemas that were free to use. Since most long-term residents were elderly or severely ill, almost no one used these facilities except Fang Cheng. He basically had the place to himself. He had a blast every day and didn’t mind staying a few extra days.

He took the time to contact Zhao Yi and Lin Er. Neither of them knew about his collapse, so he told them he was traveling. To make it believable, he showed them photos of the sanatorium’s scenery. Their reaction was that he was indeed on vacation, and they asked when he’d be back so they could grab a meal.

Over the next few days, every test proved he had no lingering effects. His physical functions were several years younger than his actual age. Plus, he was eating well, playing hard, and was in a great mood.

In contrast, Zhou Yinli seemed to be the one suffering from severe aftereffects.

He was acting overly tense, as if he feared Fang Cheng would close his eyes and never wake up again.

Fang Cheng’s sleep quality was excellent, yet several times when he woke up groggily in the middle of the night, he would open his eyes to find a pair of wide-awake eyes staring at him.

This guy, Zhou Yinli, wasn’t sleeping at all; he was just watching him.

Even though he knew there was a reason for it, Fang Cheng was still spooked.

Who stares at another person in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?

And didn’t Zhou Yinli have to go to work the next day? He didn’t catch up on sleep during the day, and he spent the nights staring. Fang Cheng didn’t know how much longer the guy could keep this up.

Eventually, worried about his state, Fang Cheng told Zhou Yinli some of what happened during his coma. His intention was to explain that his unconsciousness wasn’t without cause, but the result was the exact opposite.

At first, Zhou Yinli didn’t believe him. But then Fang Cheng mentioned details he couldn’t possibly have known, and Zhou Yinli finally believed him.

Despite learning about the situation in his original world, Zhou Yinli didn’t seem to care much about it.

Instead of being relieved as Fang Cheng expected, he became even more worried that Fang Cheng would cross over again and never return. He became even more hyper-vigilant than before.

Fang Cheng regretted his big mouth. If he had known, he wouldn’t have said anything. Who knew Zhou Yinli’s logic was so strange?

Fortunately, as time passed and no further abnormalities occurred, the man gradually relaxed. He stopped staring at him all night.

The day before they left the sanatorium, Zhou Xingchuan actually showed up.

After he arrived, Fang Cheng remembered he had a message to deliver from his son.

He then carefully recounted his encounter with Zhou Yining in the ancient world, telling Zhou Xingchuan the whole story from beginning to end.

Hearing about his son, the man naturally looked very tense, and he seemed slightly surprised to hear what his son planned to do.

He hadn’t expected his son to be in such a state. His son said he wasn’t coming back. Could he really endure the hardships of ancient times without a TV, phone, tablet, or his nightlife friends?

Fang Cheng confirmed it for him: He really is.

Zhou Xingchuan’s expression softened, and he smiled again. If you ever have the chance to go back, help me pass a few words to him too.

Fang Cheng noted them down, saying he’d pass them if he had the chance, but if not, then so be it.

Zhou Xingchuan added, It’s enough that he knows I looked for him. It’s the same for me; knowing he’s doing well is enough. With his current status, no one should be able to make things difficult for him.

You sound like you’re about to stop worrying about all this, Fang Cheng remarked.

Zhou Xingchuan said, Yes. I’m preparing to return to Country M. I won’t be back unless there’s a special circumstance. If Yining ever wants to come back, his parents have his future startup funds ready.

Fang Cheng was a bit surprised by how quickly he accepted his son’s decision not to return.

Seeing his confusion, Zhou Xingchuan explained generously, The boy’s wings have grown; he was bound to fly away sooner or later. I can’t keep him by my side forever. It’s good that he has his own ideas. If he were with me, I would support him. Since he isn’t, as long as I know he’s okay, that’s enough.

He was quite open-minded.

After he left, Fang Cheng specifically asked Zhou Yinli if his relationship with his father could ever be as good as that. Zhou Yinli naturally shook his head. The Imperial Father had too many sons. There is no such thing as family affection in the royal family.

Fang Cheng patted his shoulder. You can treat me as your dad.

Zhou Yinli glanced at him, his eyes revealing a hint of dangerous, vengeful intent.

Fang Cheng couldn’t resist taking a verbal advantage, knowing that while he won with his mouth now, he would lose out elsewhere tonight to make up for it.

But regardless, it felt good.

Thinking this way, he didn’t regret his cheeky remark.

After being discharged, Zhou Yinli didn’t take Fang Cheng to the house Zhou Xingchuan had given them. Although that house was brand new, Fang Cheng never felt a sense of belonging there.

After walking for a while and confirming the direction, Fang Cheng had a good idea of where they were going. He stared at Zhou Yinli and asked knowingly, Where are we going?

Home.

When they arrived, although the exterior still looked like an old, broken, small apartment, the interior had changed significantly. Much of the semi-retired, dilapidated furniture had been replaced with new pieces in similar styles. The house had also been touched up, looking much brighter and more spacious than before.

All those days when Zhou Yinli was out early and back late, he must have been busy with this in addition to work.

I knew you always wanted to come back here, so I fixed it up. We probably won’t live here for very long, though, because I heard news that it might be slated for demolition soon. But we’ll stay as long as we can.

If he knew the house would be demolished and still went to all this trouble to renovate it for such a short stay, it wasn’t very cost-effective.

This behavior was unlike Zhou Yinli. In a sense, he was a utilitarian person who did things based on what he could gain. To put it nicely, he was goal-oriented and calculated gains and losses.

To put it bluntly, he didn’t do anything without a profit motive.

However, this rule didn’t apply to Fang Cheng. After meeting Fang Cheng, Zhou Yinli’s considerations had a top priority, followed by his so-called interests or other calculations.

Fang Cheng didn’t necessarily believe that rumors of demolition meant it would actually happen, as people had been talking about demolishing this building for years without success.

But he was still deeply moved because Zhou Yinli had clearly believed the demolition rumors yet was still willing to put in so much effort for him. He was very meticulous.

He put Fang Cheng’s feelings first, above everything else.

Being moved meant he would have to lose out again. Combined with the dad comment from earlier, Zhou Yinli kept at it until the middle of the night. Finally, Fang Cheng was so tired he couldn’t keep his eyes open, and only after he closed them and pretended to be asleep did Zhou Yinli reluctantly stop.

In truth, the two were quite harmonious in that regard most of the time, though Zhou Yinli tended to be assertive and loved to take the lead. Plus, his energy was far too abundant, occasionally making it hard for Fang Cheng to keep up.

Furthermore, Fang Cheng himself wasn’t that interested in the act; in his view, he’d rather play a round of a game than do it one more time.

So, the only conflict likely lay there; in all other aspects of life, they got along very well.

Business at the new shop was gradually picking up. Fang Cheng only needed to drop by occasionally. Zhao Yi even gave him a dividend after six months, which surprised Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng stopped working in the entertainment industry. He had enough fame, and now he mainly focused on giving the male model the best opportunities. Although he turned down many public appearances, there was still plenty of modeling work. Fang Cheng would accompany him on shoots, running off to play while Zhou Yinli worked.

Wherever Zhou Yinli went, Fang Cheng followed like a pendant. He didn’t find it embarrassing; who wouldn’t love a vacation on the company dime? Besides, he didn’t have to wait on Zhou Yinli. If Zhou Yinli didn’t mind the trouble of taking care of him during shoots, why should he refuse?

Later, Zhou Yinli wanted to make their relationship official or something, but Fang Cheng refused. Why would a model need to make an announcement?

After playing around for a while, not long after they returned home, they actually received the demolition notice.

The developer, in cooperation with the government, offered various plans. While it wasn’t overnight wealth levels of money, it was indeed a significant sum.

Fang Cheng couldn’t say whether he was satisfied or not; he felt more sentimental than anything. This was the place where he had grown up, and now it was going to disappear.

Turning around, he saw Zhou Yinli standing there, his presence feeling incredibly real and undeniable.

It was okay. At least he still had this person by his side, even if he didn’t know how long they would stay together.

The past would vanish. The future was uncertain.