Chapter 16 Be still and don't move

When Cen Wan returned to the box, Zhou Yang was about to get up and look for her.

"I was just about to go look for you, what took you so long?"

Cen Wan felt warm in her heart and smiled: "The night breeze outside is very comfortable. I almost forgot the time."

It's not that she wanted to hide it from her, it's just that the matter between her and Shen Yixiao was too complicated and she didn't know where to start.

The place was very lively in the second half of the night. Some were singing, some were playing games, and Zhou Yang chatted with her for a while, then sang some more songs and ran around the place.

Cen Wan sat on the sofa, somewhat absent-mindedly, and subconsciously picked up the wine at hand and drank it.

The familiar taste stimulated her taste buds, and she froze and glanced down.

The pink cocktail has a beautiful gradient color from bottom to top, with ice cubes and lime floating on top and a slice of grapefruit garnishing the rim.

The beautiful color mixed with the aroma of wine and fruit easily evoked her long-forgotten memories.

Zhou Yang came over and looked at her with a smile: "How is it? What I ordered for you, does it taste the same as it did back then?"

"Hey, you're so skilled now?"

Cen Wan took another sip and said, "I'm no longer the same as I used to be able to drink so much with just one glass of wine."

Zhou Yang's eyes lit up: "Really? Then get drunk with me tonight?"

She called the waiter and ordered a bunch of special drinks, rubbing her hands in anticipation: "Yan Siheng is good in everything except drinking. I haven't had a good drink in a long time."

Zhou Yang took out his phone and sent a message: "I'll send him the location and ask him to pick us up when we're done."

Cen Wan curled her lips. She had also met Zhou Yang's boyfriend. They had been together since their junior year and had always had a good relationship. He was very obedient to Zhou Yang and was gentle and patient. She had never expected that he would be so strict with her.

Although Zhou Yang's tone was a little complaining, one could also hear the sweetness in it.

Cen Wan doesn't have many friends, and apart from Jiang Yuan, Zhou Yang is someone she can trust.

Besides, she wants to drink tonight too.

In the past few years, she has been living soberly and calmly, knowing what to do and what not to do.

For her, reason always outweighs emotion.

But tonight, she also wants to indulge herself.

Looking at the cocktails lined up in front of him, Zhou Yang picked another one for her: "This one is called Drunk Jiangnan, try it."

Hearing this familiar name, Cen Wan was suddenly stunned.

She pursed her lips, picked up the cup and took a sip. The taste of green orange mixed with the aroma of wine was slightly bitter and astringent, but she couldn't help but drink another sip.

Seeing that she could really drink, Zhou Yang casually grabbed a glass of orange vodka for himself and said as he drank, "I still remember the first time you drank, it was like you were taking medicine. That reaction was so cute!"

Cen Wan was slightly stunned. The first time she drank alcohol was also the first time she met Shen Yixiao.

When Zhou Yang talked about that time, he couldn't help but think of the scene in the bar: "At that time, you went to ask Shen Yixiao for his WeChat, and he actually gave it to you. At that time, we thought that there must be something between you..."

Zhou Yang paused, seeming to realize that it was inappropriate to say this now. She looked at Cen Wan apologetically, "I'm sorry, Wanwan, I didn't mean to bring him up."

Cen Wan smiled and said, "It's okay, that's all in the past."

When old classmates meet, they talk most about their college days. When reminiscing about their youth, they always have to bring up the past.

Cen Wan lowered her eyes, staring at the ice cubes floating in the glass cup, listening to the noisy sounds around her, and her thoughts were gradually drawn away.

The second meeting with Shen Yixiao was also in a bar.

It was New Year's Eve, and a stylish new bar had opened on the corner near campus. Rumor had it the owner was a quirky man whose hours depended entirely on his mood. They hired a very handsome DJ, and a profile photo of him went viral on the school forum. Everyone wanted to check it out.

Cen Wan was also dragged along by Zhou Yang and the others.

When preparing for the countdown to the New Year, everyone was madly pushing their way to the center of the dance floor. Cen Wan and her roommates were separated by the crowd. She didn't want to squeeze in, so she was forced to retreat little by little in the crowd. She retreated to the bartender, bumped into the cabinet, and woke up Shen Yixiao who was lying on the chair.

Cen Wan was stunned the moment she saw him, then apologized: "I'm sorry."

Shen Yixiao slowly opened his eyelids, his sleepy eyes slightly narrowed, and his gaze gradually focused on her face.

A hint of interest flashed in his narrow, cold eyes, and his voice was lazy and low: "What do you want from me this time?"

"Huh?" Cen Wan was a little confused. It took her a while to come back to her senses and understand what he meant. She explained softly, "Last time I asked you for your WeChat because I lost a game."

Shen Yixiao stared at her intently, and after several seconds he spoke: "So you don't want it?"

Cen Wan didn't know how to respond to this. To be honest, it wouldn't be polite, after all, she had already added him. But she really didn't want to, as they were just strangers before this.

Shen Yixiao's eyes passed over her slightly troubled face, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "You treat me as a tool?"

Cen Wan: "It's not that serious."

He just wants his WeChat ID. He doesn't have to give it to him if he doesn't want to.

She had also heard of the reputation of this big Buddha at school, and it was not a good thing to be associated with him.

She subconsciously raised her foot to leave, but heard a light snort. She looked up in surprise and met Shen Yixiao's half-smile.

"They asked for my WeChat, but it's not that easy to get away with it."

Cen Wan: Is she being blamed?

Of course, she would not be so self-indulgent as to think that Shen Yixiao was interested in her, because several months had passed since their first meeting, and the two had not chatted on WeChat at all, not even saying each other's names, but just lying quietly in each other's lists.

Shen Yixiao has always been a popular figure on campus. She has also heard some gossip about him from her roommates. This man is arrogant and does whatever he wants. He is unruly and vindictive. You can never guess what he is thinking.

Maybe it was because he was always popular and was ignored by her and he was upset, or maybe it was because he just bumped into the cabinet and disturbed him, but it was also possible that he simply wanted to cause trouble for her.

Cen Wan thought for two seconds and pursed her lips: "Well, what do you want?"

Shen Yixiao glanced at the bustling dance floor nearby. The man on the DJ stage was coquettish and seductive, twisting his body while spinning the discs. The screams of the girls in the audience were shrill and noisy. He frowned and turned his gaze back to Cen Wan.

"Why don't you go dancing?"

Cen Wan didn't notice the change of topic and said truthfully, "It's too noisy."

She doesn't like that kind of occasion.

Shen Yixiao raised his chin slightly: "Why don't you go see that DJ?"

Cen Wan turned her head to take a look and responded indifferently: "Not really interested."

Shen Yixiao chuckled: "Isn't he handsome?"

Cen Wan asked back, "Just because he's handsome means I'm interested?"

Shen Yixiao: "Then what are you interested in?"

Cen Wan: "Painting."

Shen Yixiao rested his elbows on the counter, slightly bent his knuckles, and tapped lightly on the counter. He looked at her and didn't speak for a long time.

Cen Wan didn't understand why, but she didn't leave.

Because there were already so many people behind her that she couldn't move forward.

She simply lowered her head and stared at Shen Yixiao's hands in a daze.

His hands were very nice, with broad palms, distinct finger joints, and blue veins extending upward from under the skin. His black shirt was casually rolled up, his wrists were thin, his forearms were strong and sturdy, and he looked very powerful.

Everyone faced the stage, twisting their bodies together, and partying to welcome the New Year.

Only Cen Wan was going in the opposite direction from them.

Shen Yixiao looked at her for a long time, said "wait", and turned to get some wine from the wine cabinet.

Cen Wan didn't know if she had heard it wrong until he poured various liquids into the shaker and, with a series of smooth movements, mixed two cocktails.

He stretched out his hand and pushed the turquoise cup in front of her: "This cup is called Drunk Jiangnan, try it."

Cen Wan looked at the glass in front of her. The bottom was light yellow, slowly transitioning to green, like the landscape in a splash-ink painting, the Jiangnan region after the rain, elegant and fresh, with beautiful and attractive colors.

She picked up the cup, took a sip, and frowned slightly: "It's a bit bitter and astringent, but... it seems that in addition to the aroma of wine, there is also the aroma of tea."

"You're quite picky."

She wanted to try it again, but just as she put the cup to her lips, her wrist was grabbed by a big hand. She looked at Shen Yixiao in surprise. The latter raised his eyebrows slightly and looked like a kind person: "This cup is too strong, try that one."

Cen Wan: "..."

Li Li is still given to her to drink?

Shen Yixiao pushed another glass of wine in front of her. It was a beautiful light pink color and looked fragrant and sweet, and tasted the same.

She couldn't help but take another sip. The taste of alcohol was not strong, and the sweet peach flavor filled her mouth, just like drinking a beverage.

Shen Yixiao looked at her relaxed brows, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and a malicious look flashed in his eyes: "Are you so confident in the wine I gave you?"

Cen Wan was startled, slowly raised her eyes to look at him, then looked at the wine in her hand.

Her roommates were all there, and she never suspected that Shen Yixiao had any other intentions.

But at this moment, she subconsciously reached for her cell phone.

Shen Yixiao didn't miss her movements or the flash of fear in her eyes. He leaned forward slightly and said in a rude tone, "You're so easy to fool."

Cen Wan: "..."

She stopped talking, her face tense, as if she was a little angry.

But his cheeks were stained with a thin layer of crimson, and the corners of his eyes were wet and red. I don’t know if it was because of the hot atmosphere in the bar or because of the alcohol.

Shen Yixiao's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his fingertips moved, and he reached out to pick up the glass of "Zui Jiangnan" and took a sip.

Cen Wan suddenly opened her eyes wide: "This is me..."

Just drank it.

Shen Yixiao shrugged, unconcerned: "I tested the poison on myself, are you moved?"

Cen Wan: "..."

She felt that Shen Yixiao was even more chaotic than the rumors said!

She looked down at the pink cocktail in her hand for a moment, then realized belatedly that it tasted like peach, just like the first time she had drunk it.

She asked, "Why did you give me peach flavor?"

Is it a coincidence?

Shen Yixiao raised his lips in a casual arc and uttered two words frivolously and lazily.

"you guess."

Cen Wan resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

Suddenly, a uniform countdown began to be heard behind me: "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six..."

Cen Wan also turned her head and looked towards the stage.

When she counted down to the last beat, she suddenly felt a burning breath on the side of her face. The man's voice was low and sexy, with a burning heat.

"Because I think it suits you very well."

Her ears were filled with the overwhelming sound of people wishing each other a Happy New Year, the music and screams vibrating her eardrums, but in the midst of the noise, she could hear every word he said clearly.

She suddenly turned her head and met his charming and smiling eyes. She was stunned for a moment, pursed her lips, and whispered:

"Happy New Year."

…

"Wanwan..."

"You're not drunk, are you?"

Cen Wan came back to her senses and looked at Zhou Yang who was looking at her with a worried look on his face. She then looked at the cocktail in front of her and was a little confused about where she was.

It was as if Shen Yixiao's low and laughing voice was right next to his ears.

She tightened her fingers a little bit, her thoughts returning to normal, and gave Zhou Yang a comforting smile: "I'm not that easily drunk now."

She tasted every glass of wine placed before her.

However, what lingers on the tip of the tongue and in the mind is still the picturesque "Drunk Jiangnan" and the peach-flavored cocktail.

It was already early morning when the show ended.

The classmates left one after another, and in the end, only Cen Wan, Zhou Yang, and Yan Siheng who came to pick them up were left in front of the club.

Yan Siheng frowned subconsciously when he saw Zhou Yang coming out with a flushed face. He immediately stepped forward to support her: "Why did you drink so much?"

Zhou Yang wasn't drunk. She hugged his arm and smiled, "It's rare to be happy. Let's take Wanwan back first."

Yan Siheng then looked at Cen Wan beside him, nodded at her, and said softly, "Long time no see. Where do you live? We'll take you there first."

Cen Wan slowly raised her eyes to look at him, squinted her eyes, and seemed to be searching for such a person in her mind.

Zhou Yang looked at Cen Wan's slow and inert appearance and clapped his hands: "It's over, he's drunk again."

She thought that what Cen Wan said about her improved alcohol tolerance really was much better, and Cen Wan was very gentle and calm throughout the whole process, and she didn't even realize that she was drunk.

Cen Wan took a step forward and stumbled. Yan Siheng and Zhou Yang supported her at the same time.

Zhou Yang thought for a moment and looked at Yan Siheng: "Let her get in the car first. If not, let her stay at our house tonight."

Before Yan Shiheng could say anything, a sharp and piercing brake sound suddenly came from behind him.

The two turned around and saw a low-key and luxurious black Cullinan parked nearby. The back door slowly opened and a long leg stepped out.

Shen Yixiao narrowed his black eyes slightly, his gaze fell on Yan Siheng's hand that was supporting Cen Wan, and he suddenly started.

He strode towards the few people with a strong aura and a sense of oppression.

Zhou Yang was shocked, his mouth slightly open, and he hadn't reacted yet.

"Mr. Shen." Yan Siheng greeted in surprise.

Shen Yixiao stood in front of Cen Wan, and directly reached out and forcefully pulled her into his arms, full of possessiveness, but his tone was very calm: "Thank you, I will take her back."

He half-hugged and half-carried the person as he turned and headed for the car. Zhou Yang finally came to his senses: "But..."

Yan Siheng stopped her and shook his head at her.

Zhou Yang was still a little worried: "Wouldn't it be a good idea to let him take her away like this? After all, Wanwan and he have broken up. What if..."

Yan Siheng motioned for her to look aside. Zhou Yang turned around and saw Shen Yixiao carefully protecting Cen Wan's head as he stuffed her into the back seat. He bent down and lifted the hem of her skirt that was hanging by the door.

Zhou Yang was speechless.

Yan Siheng looked down at her, hinting, "Cen Wan will be fine. You should think about whether you will be in trouble tonight."

Zhou Yang's face flushed. "I only drank a little bit. I can drink quite well. I'm not drunk at all. You can't..."

Yan Siheng reached out and pinched her face affectionately, his tone brooking no argument: "Tonight, twenty strokes."

…

The Cullinan drives smoothly on the road.

Shen Yixiao took the wet wipes from Chen Yu in the front row, pursed his thin lips, and silently wiped Cen Wan's arm that had just been touched by Yan Siheng.

The atmosphere in the car was very subtle. Chen Yu was driving and saw Shen Yixiao's actions through the rearview mirror. His mouth was open so wide that an egg could fit in it.

???

!!!

Miss Cen and their CEO...

Shen Yixiao pulled Cen Wan's hand over, placed his big palm on her wrist, and gently stroked the spot just now.

Cen Wan's head was dizzy, and she only felt that the breath beside her was familiar and reassuring. She subconsciously leaned towards Shen Yixiao and rubbed into his arms.

Suddenly, a warm and soft body bumped into his arms, and Shen Yixiao froze abruptly, with obscure emotions surging in his eyes. Gradually, the aura around him became cold and sharp, as if covered with a layer of frost.

He lifted up Cen Wan's little face, which was slightly flushed, and stared at her with a deep and gloomy gaze, not missing a single expression on her face.

"who I am?"

Cen Wan looked at him somewhat bewilderedly.

Shen Yixiao repeated it again.

Cen Wan's eyes, which were filled with shimmering light, looked at her, gradually became sad, and she lowered her eyes.

Shen Yixiao's chest rose and fell slightly. He pinched her chin to make her look at him, and said in a very restrained tone: "Tell me, who am I?"

Cen Wan stared at him for a while, and suddenly a layer of mist covered her eyes. She frowned slightly, rubbed his shoulder, and said in a soft voice: "It feels so uncomfortable..."

Shen Yixiao's heart suddenly shrank, and the darkness in his eyes gradually faded. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, adjusted the position, and said coldly to the front: "Drive steadily."

"yes."

Chen Yu was horrified and held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, but he didn't forget to glance at the rearview mirror.

He was really, really curious.

Shen Yixiao was feeling very hot, and Cen Wan twisted and turned unbearably, which aroused his anger.

He held her down and warned her in a low, hoarse voice, "Be still and don't move."

Cen Wan couldn't listen at all. Her eyes were red and wet, and she looked at him with a wronged look on her face.

Shen Yixiao's Adam's apple rolled unbearably. He took the mineral water prepared in the car, unscrewed the cap with one hand, and fed it to her lips: "Drink some water first."

Cen Wan swallowed subconsciously, and suddenly the car braked suddenly. In a flash, Shen Yixiao reacted quickly and protected the person in his arms, his arm slamming into the front seat.

"Sorry, President, a dog suddenly jumped out in front of us." Chen Yu apologized in a trembling voice, and he was too scared to look at his expression in the rearview mirror.

Shen Yixiao's face was as gloomy as water. Suddenly, the person in his arms whispered something. His pupils shrank and his whole body froze.