Chapter 102

The celebration banquet that day had a wonderful atmosphere.

The two project teams together consist of dozens of people, who had already gotten to know each other well during the project's progress, and were now relaxed and enjoying themselves.

Everyone had been drinking, and since no one could drive home, they all called a designated driver.

The staff from Mudan Foods originally wanted to stay and see Qin Su off, but Ye Yan said that he had a driver to pick him up and it would be more convenient to drop Qin Su off on the way, so the staff did not insist.

The temperature was low on the early summer night, and since the two of them had just come out of a bustling restaurant, Qin Su couldn't help but shiver.

Ye Yan took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.

Qin Su glanced at Ye Yan, her eyes misty from the alcohol, and said, "Thank you."

Ye Yan said in a low voice, "No need to be so polite with me."

Perhaps because they had talked about dating reality shows before dinner, Ye Yan suddenly asked, "Did you open the gift I gave you back then?"

Qin Su thought for a moment and asked, "You mean the moon made of roses?"

Ye Yan hummed in agreement.

Qin Su said, "Tear it down."

Ye Yan said, "I glued it myself, and it wasn't glued very well."

Qin Su said, "It's very beautiful, and the artistic conception is also beautiful. They seem to be two completely unrelated things, but they are both very romantic."

Are they completely unrelated?

Ye Yan remained silent for a while.

After a long pause, he said, "Actually, you still owe me a bouquet of roses, do you remember?"

"Rose?" Qin Su asked in surprise, seemingly having no recollection of it. "I owe you one?"

Ye Yan smiled, but his smile and expression were obscured by the darkness of the night.

He said, "You really don't remember."

At Qin Su's graduation ball that year, the guests took the opportunity to give her flowers, but Qin Su had to attend a charity gala that evening, so she didn't accept any of the flowers.

Only Ye Yan left the banquet with Qin Su, and gave Qin Su a bouquet of flowers.

At that time, he had not yet recalled his previous memories and thought that he had just fallen in love with Qin Su at first sight. He tried to create more interaction with Qin Su, so he used a little trick and asked Qin Su to keep the roses for him and return them to him after the variety show recording ended.

After the variety show ended, Ye Yan never mentioned the incident because he didn't need that bouquet of flowers to maintain his relationship with Qin Su.

She and he lived under the same sky, on the same land, breathing the same air, and looking at the same moon.

They live in the same city, only ten kilometers apart, which is an eight-minute drive.

Ye Yan had many sleepless nights, driving alone to Qin Su's building, looking at her dark window, and thinking, this is enough.

He didn't ask for much; he just wanted her to be in his sight for a long, long time. That would have been enough for him.

But what Qin Su said today suddenly woke him up; the idea of ​​"forever and ever" was just self-deception.

She will still leave, maybe tomorrow, maybe next year.

And then once again, perhaps the whole world will forget her, and only he will remember her. These past few years have been like a beautiful, boundless dream, forever trapping and tormenting him.

Ye Yan recalled a sentence that Qin Su had said before.

She said that people must take the initiative. Only when you take the initiative can things be under your control. If you are passive, you can only be prepared to lose.

The car lights came on; Ye Yan's driver had arrived.

Ye Yan stepped forward, opened the car door for Qin Su, and shielded the roof with his hand, saying, "Be careful not to bump your head."

Qin Su bent down to get into the car and sat in the back seat.

Ye Yan followed closely behind and got into the car as well.

He sat down next to Qin Su, first covering her with a thin blanket, then naturally took a bottle of water from the car refrigerator, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to Qin Su.

"I drank a lot of alcohol tonight. If you're thirsty, you can have some water."

Qin Su took the bottle and drank a couple of sips, saying, "I don't think I usually drink this brand of water when I ride in your car."

Ye Yan slowly said, "It's always been there, it's just been kept in the refrigerator."

Qin Su raised an eyebrow and smiled, "I see."

The location of the dinner party was a half-hour drive from her home. Perhaps because she had been drinking, she quickly felt drowsy, her head was spinning, and the light and shadows in front of her flickered and spun before gradually turning black.

Ye Yan pressed the buttons on the back seat and the front driver's seat, and said considerately, "If you're sleepy, you can take a nap."

Qin Su mumbled sleepily, "What if I oversleep?"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but lean towards Ye Yan.

In the last second before falling into a deep sleep, Qin Su heard Ye Yan say gently, "It's okay if you oversleep, you can get some rest."

***

The heavy floor-length curtains blocked out the view outside, making the room extremely dark, with only a thin sliver of light filtering through the slightly ajar door.

Qin Su opened her eyes and saw the person beside the bed.

He was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, his thick black hair was a little messy, and his hunched back had smooth and sharp lines. He knelt there motionless, like a sculpture.

She moved her arm, and the chains on her wrist rattled.

Qin Su called out, "Ye Yan."

Ye Yan slowly raised his head, his eyes were red, as if he hadn't slept all night.

Qin Su asked, "Is this what you meant by letting me get some rest?"

Ye Yan stiffened and slowly said, "I'm sorry."

Qin Su sat up lazily and leaned against the headboard. Compared to Ye Yan, whose eyes were bloodshot and who looked disheveled, she had a good night's sleep and was in good spirits, her beauty undiminished.

"What's the use of saying sorry? If you really know you were wrong, let me go."

Ye Yan neither responded nor moved.

In the darkness, both of them remained silent, with only their soft breathing mingling in the unseen air.

I don't know how much time has passed, but Ye Yan lowered his eyes and said, "I remember everything now."

Qin Su said slowly and deliberately, "You remember now?"

"What do you remember?" Qin Su helped him recall those scenes he dared not think about in detail, bit by bit. "Your first time cooking? Playing claw machines with me in the office? Your first time riding on the back of someone's motorcycle? Going to sea? Hanging red ropes at the temple? Watching the moon in the lotus pond? Going to..."

With each word she spoke, Ye Yan's breathing became more rapid.

The clearer her memory, the more it proves how cold-hearted she was to leave without a word, and how ridiculous his obsession with her husband is.

Unable to bear it any longer, Ye Yan grabbed her wrist and forcefully kissed her.

"Smack!"

Qin Su raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face.

Ye Yan's cheeks immediately turned red from the blow, demonstrating the force of the blow.

He tilted his head, waking up in pain, and slowly closed his eyes. His heart sank inch by inch, knowing that the two of them had come to this point, and given Qin Su's personality, there was probably no way to salvage the situation.

Just as Ye Yan was falling into despair, Qin Su grabbed his collar, pulled him back, and pressed him onto the bed. Her lips pressed against his, and she said with a smile, "Remember, you'll get beaten if you force a kiss. This has to be something I want to do."