After the Young Master’s Death, He was Kissed by His Mortal Enemy! - Chapter 55

This was a heartfelt confession. Shen Ran knew that.

Even though it seemed sudden, he was sure Cheng Yi had been planning it for a long time.

Otherwise, Cheng Yi wouldn’t have taken out the ring so quickly.

By all logic, Shen Ran should have said yes without hesitation.

After all, he liked Cheng Yi too. And with such a sincere confession, there was no reason to turn him down.

But in that moment, as he stared at the ring in Cheng Yi’s hand, certain memories—not too distant—came rushing into his mind like waves.

In his past life, after he died, Cheng Yi had once offered “him” a ring as well, at a private beach in Hawaii.

Back then, Cheng Yi hadn’t said anything—he couldn’t. He had simply placed the ring on the bone of Shen Ran’s lifeless ring finger.

At that time, Shen Ran had believed that there would be no future for either of them.

But now, Cheng Yi was holding the ring box right in front of him, waiting for a clear answer.

Yes or no.

Shen Ran knew he only needed to nod—or shake his head.

But he didn’t.

Looking at Cheng Yi’s sincere expression, a strange, indescribable urge rose in Shen Ran’s heart.

And then, unexpectedly, he spoke:

“…I already know.”

Cheng Yi looked at him, surprised. “…Know what?”

“I know there are things you haven’t told me. I know you like me. Oh, and Cheng Yi—you really have a habit of giving me rings.”

There was confusion in Cheng Yi’s eyes, mixed with shock. But he didn’t interrupt.

Shen Ran quietly clenched his fists. He was nervous.

I’ve been reborn. If he said that to anyone else, they might think he was crazy.

But Shen Ran believed that if he told Cheng Yi, Cheng Yi would believe him—no matter how unbelievable it sounded.

Because no one cared for him more than Cheng Yi. And no one trusted him more.

So…

He might as well tell the whole truth now.

“Cheng Yi, I know you’re not just some small business owner. You’re connected to the Cheng family in City A.”

“I also know that you liked me from the moment we met. When you warned me about Chen Xu, it wasn’t out of spite—it was because you didn’t want me to get hurt.”

“I know you may come off harsh, but deep down, you’re much softer than anyone would expect. Cheng Yi, I know your struggles. I know your hesitation. I know it all.”

Cheng Yi’s eyes widened. He clearly didn’t expect Shen Ran to know so much. “Shen Ran, you…?”

“Cheng Yi, what if I told you I’ve been reborn? That I actually died and became a ghost? Would you believe me?”

There was shock in Cheng Yi’s expression, but still no doubt. He didn’t laugh, didn’t mock—he just silently motioned for Shen Ran to go on.

So Shen Ran told him everything.

How Chen Xu sold him to loan sharks for fifty thousand yuan.

How, in his most desperate moment, he found out he was adopted.

How he was killed—and how his soul lingered at the place of his death, and the only one who worried about him was Cheng Yi.

How Cheng Yi had avenged him, confessed his feelings to empty air, and finally set him free.

After saying it all in one breath, Shen Ran exhaled, feeling as if a heavy weight had finally been lifted from his chest.

But even so, a bit of uneasiness lingered.

Now that Cheng Yi knew everything—his darkest truths—would he still feel the same?

“…So, Cheng Yi,” Shen Ran asked softly, “after hearing all of that, will you blame me for not telling you sooner?”

“If I disappeared… if ghosts really existed… would you be afraid of me? Would you be scared of someone like me?”

Or would you still hold me tight—and walk toward me?

Cheng Yi didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he gently took Shen Ran’s left hand.

His touch was soft, reverent, as he slowly slid the ring onto Shen Ran’s ring finger.

“I thought it was going to be something serious,” Cheng Yi said with a smile. “But I love you too much to ever be afraid of you.”

“…Though if I’d known how much you went through, I would’ve treated you even better.”

Once the ring was in place, Cheng Yi held Shen Ran’s hand in both of his, warm and steady.

He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on the back of Shen Ran’s hand.

“My promise to you hasn’t changed. I’ll stay by your side—always, as long as you still need me.”

“By letting me put this ring on you, I’m taking that as your answer.”

“Shen Ran, my feelings for you have never changed.”

“No matter the past or the present, I’ll love you. Always.”

You and me—our story will always be in the present tense.

Shen Ran slowly pulled back his hand and opened his fingers, looking at it from different angles.

The ring on his finger shimmered gently in the soft glow of the nightlight.

His heart was full—completely filled by Cheng Yi.

Shen Ran curved his lips into a faint smile, though a subtle sting still gathered in his eyes.

It wasn’t sadness—really, it wasn’t. It was just that the sudden sense of security caught him off guard, leaving him a little lost.

“On the way home, I was still thinking… this whole ambiguous relationship between us was kind of fun. I thought it wouldn’t hurt to keep it going for a while longer.”

Cheng Yi narrowed his eyes with clear mischief. “Ambiguous? So, Boss Shen just wanted to flirt with me?”

“That was what I thought… two hours ago! But now—I’ve changed my mind.”

Shen Ran gently rubbed the smooth, warm ring on his finger, its surface already carrying the heat of his skin. Then, with a swift motion, he pushed an unprepared Cheng Yi down onto the bed.

The mattress was soft. When they fell together, it bounced twice before sinking deeply beneath their weight.

“Cheng Yi—wait, no. I should say ‘boyfriend’ now.”

Pinning down Cheng Yi’s wrists, Shen Ran looked at the veins standing out on them, the shape of the tendons so distinct… he couldn’t help but swallow hard.

“…Boyfriend, don’t sleep on the floor tonight. It hurts my heart.”

A strong hand slid around his waist—hot, firm.

“Shen Ran, I’ll take that as your invitation.”

“It’s not a hint,” Shen Ran murmured. “It’s a full-blown, obvious invite… mm…”

Then let their minds and bodies remember only each other tonight.

Forget the past. Don’t worry about the future.

Right now—this moment—with the two of them, it was enough.

At some point, the light had been turned off—Cheng Yi must have done it casually, without a word.

Their uneven breathing drowned out the cold wind outside the window. In the quiet bedroom, Shen Ran’s muffled voice rose between them.

“Cheng Yi, I love you too.”

I love you so much.

【Considering a little post-scene bonus… but it wouldn’t fit here! I’ll upload it over there later, same as always!】

When Shen Ran woke up again, he felt a little disoriented.

He sat up slowly in the large bed, running a hand through his sleep-tousled hair, and stared blankly at the clock hanging on the wall.

It was already noon—twelve o’clock.

He stretched his neck and peeked down at the floor beside the bed.

Used, crumpled tissues were scattered all over.

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