I Think My Boyfriend is Sick Chapter 53

…And I forgot. It's technically the next day, but let's just consider this a ‘daily update', alright?

Originally posted on RBKTR Translations.
Author: Yi Zhi Da Yan (一隻大雁).
Translated by: Yujuan.

4.

It's really not easy being able to stand it up till now.

There were a few times I even felt like calling him up and forcing myself on him, but then I couldn't help but think of everything I had learned in these past few years, that thick stack of criminal laws.

Besides, he's already that tired, I should let him rest well.

I'll just let it pass if he's not willing.

I'll hold it in.

Just blame me for being the first one to flirt with him back then.

Here's what happened, I think he probably doesn't know up till this point.

At that time I had a client who needed a divorce, and found a detective to investigate her cheating husband, moreover letting that detective to bring all the information to me. 

Yes, her detective was my current boyfriend.

My first impression on him when we first met… was pretty good, he looked a little slovenly, apparently because of lack of sleep due to long periods of tracking down the guy. The tips of his hair were standing up in a tuft, but it looked unexpectedly adorable. Thinking back on it now, I could probably be considered to have fallen in love at first sight for him.

What happened afterward was particularly simple.

I got his contact information from my client, then recommended him to my other clients.

When we met for the third time, he finally couldn't help but ask me if I specialized in this sort of divorce cases.

I finally had a justifiable reason to leave my phone number with him, so that he could call me in his free time.

I suddenly realized as I handed over the business card, that I didn't know if he was single, nor did I know his sexual preference.

If he was already married, or a straight guy who had a girlfriend, that would be really awkward.

He stared at my business card for a long while, then raised his head, a little hesitant in telling me that he didn't have a divorce lawsuit to make.

I was also a little hesitant, but since I had already come to this step, I could only harden my scalp and continue to say, you can still call me even if you don't have a lawsuit.

I won that gamble.

He was single, gay, and had a favorable impression of me.

Two weeks later, we had our first date in the park, then we held hands, hugged, kissed. The speed of our progress was only to be expected.

Afterward, we stopped at kissing, as if the clock had suddenly stopped ticking, stuck in an awkward position, not proceeding forward. I originally thought we would make headway after moving in together… 

Hehe.

I was just too young.

Chapter end