Why Is My Top Donor a Man?

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Chapter 61 Fool Zhu Yanhe! Xiao He replied to him, Ning...

Chapter 61 Fool Zhu Yanhe! Xiao He replied to him, Ning...

Xiao He replied to him, and Ning Buyi picked up his phone again and typed a bunch of words, also taking the opportunity to accuse Zhu Yanhe of her improper behavior.

Ning Buyi: Sister, Zhu Yanhe went too far! She ate all the food herself and didn't leave me a single bite!

Ning Buyi was typing with his head down, while Zhu Yan and Rao Xianghe on the other side also turned their phones to silent mode. The two of them were chatting online face to face, still pretending to be friends.

Xiaohe: That's really going too far. Are you full?

The boy received the message and glared fiercely at Zhu Yanhe as he typed it.

Ning Buyi: I'm full! He was still smiling!

Xiaohe replied to his message very quickly.

Xiaohe: Then I'll go and talk to him for you?

He stared at the message, lost in thought, his fingertips rubbing his chin. He thought it probably wasn't necessary. Ning Buyi considered himself a very magnanimous person and wouldn't hold a grudge against Zhu Yanhe.

Ning Buyi: I'm very generous. If my younger brother likes to eat it, let him eat it!

As the brother-in-law, he should give way to his younger brother.

A soft laugh escaped from the screen opposite him. Ning Buyi, always prone to immersing himself in the story, was puzzled by this sudden laugh. The boy tilted his head, looked at Zhu Yanhe, and asked, "Zhu Yanhe, what are you laughing at now?"

Ning Buyi squinted, his eyes filled with inquiry. Had his sister already gone to talk to him about it?

Zhu Yanhe smiled subtly and said, "I thought of something happy."

Ning Xiaozhu temporarily lowered his guard and chatted non-stop with his dear sister, completely forgetting the previous wishes and rules.

He was chatting enthusiastically when he wanted to send a picture, but his finger accidentally slipped and tapped the voice call button. Zhu Yan and the other end immediately received a call invitation. He shifted his gaze to the other end and hurriedly hung up the phone.

He had an idea and his fingertips traced across the electronic keyboard.

Xiaohe: Why did you stop playing?

Ning Buyi: I can't fight now, I'm going back now!

He had just sent the message when he closed his phone and said to Zhu Yanhe, "Let's go! Let's go home!"

The man said nothing, a half-smile on his face, and got up to leave with his entourage.

At this time, the sky over Tromsø was already overcast, and darkness enveloped the town. The lights in front of each house were on, and all sorts of light poles were hung on the surrounding greenery. In China, you would probably only see them on Christmas trees. The whole town looked like the largest crystal ball.

He and Zhu Yanhe walked side by side along the street. The shadows of people changed under the streetlights, and the warm lights of the shops on both sides were reflected on the black bricks. As Ning Buyi walked, his eyes were drawn to a shiny shop on the side of the road, and his eyes followed it.

It's a souvenir shop, with tiny round lamps hanging from the eaves and walls, and a mascot sculpture at the entrance. A dazzling array of trinkets are displayed in the window, reflecting the orange-yellow light from inside, and melodies drift through the glass.

"Let's go in." Zhu Yanhe walked ahead first, followed by Ning Buyi, their steps light and breezy.

Without the glass barrier, the music inside the store was a bit louder. Ning Buyi looked around at the decorations with curiosity. There weren't many people in the store. As he scanned the area, he saw rows of small bears wearing rabbit headgear neatly arranged in a frame.

He took two steps forward, picked up one of them, and felt the soft, plush texture on his fingertips. Ning Buyi turned back and pointed to the doll in his hand: "This is cute, I want to buy it for my sister."

Zhu Yanhe nodded noncommittally. He then looked at the black one and picked it up, making a perfect pair. Ning Buyi then slipped away to other shelves to search for treasures, with Zhu Yanhe following behind him.

The boy carried a bunch of things along the way, some for his brother, some for Jingjing and the others, and some for Sister Zhuzhu. He muttered to himself as he walked. The man behind him, carrying a basket, twitched his lips and said, "Give it to this ungrateful little brat."

Ning Buyi found all sorts of strange and unusual gadgets amusing, and his grin never stopped.

"Zhu Yanhe, this is so ugly." The boy pointed to a figurine with a long nose and messy hair.

Zhu Yanhe picked it up and took a look. It was a guardian spirit from Norway, the same thing as the mascot at the store entrance. It was said that the uglier the guardian spirit was, the more luck and happiness it could bring.

"Ah!" Ning Buyi was a little shocked by the explanation, then a brilliant idea flashed in his mind. He chuckled to himself and carefully picked out the ugliest one in the basket, putting it inside. "This is for you!"

The man glanced at the basket, and as he turned around, he took out another guardian spirit from the shelf, only this one was uglier than Zhu Yanhe thought.

The two walked towards the cashier, and Zhu Yanhe asked with a light laugh, "You have money?"

Ning Buyi looked at him suspiciously. Of course he didn't have the money here, but his salary was with Zhu Yanhe. He hadn't received his salary for a month, and Zhu Yanhe had said it was in his card.

"No, you do."

Zhu Yanhe stopped, pulling the person closer: "What if I don't pay for you?"

The boy exclaimed "Ah!" with a serious look in his eyes: "But you said my salary is with you, so you should pay me."

Upon hearing this, the man smiled and asked, "What salary? I don't know anything about that."

That's outrageous!

Ning Buyi frowned, wondering to himself whether Zhu Yanhe was truly unaware or feigning ignorance. He stared at the man's face, a playful smile on his lips.

He swore that although he had seen many shameless people, Zhu Yanhe was absolutely the most shameless person in the world!

Ning Buyi grabbed his waist and used his iron head technique again, not to mention his quick tongue, muttering like a monk chanting sutras: "You shameless bastard, you take my salary, pay me back, pay me back, pay me back, pay me back..."

Zhu Yanhe suppressed a laugh and cupped the boy's face in her hands. The boy's cheeks puffed up with anger as he asked, "Why did you give me something ugly?"

Ning Buyi not only gave him an ugly thing, but also only thought of giving it to him last.

Even Ning Buyi, who was stunned, sensed a hint of dissatisfaction in Zhu Yanhe's words. Zhu Yanhe was such a grown man, how could he still be so childish? He sighed silently in his heart, what could he do when he was his good brother and brother-in-law!

Ning Buyi pulled the mountain demon out of the basket: "Didn't you say the uglier the better?"

After saying that, he rummaged through the basket again, took out a small item, and said, "This is also for you."

He held a fountain pen in his palm, with a wooden reindeer head inlaid on the top of the black pen body. When Ning Buyi saw it, he wanted to give it to Zhu Yanhe, because Zhu Yanhe wrote every day.

The man's palm was warm, and his cheeks were slightly flushed from being steamed. Zhu Yanhe gazed at him quietly, his eyelashes slightly upturned. He saw himself reflected in the dark pupils.

Zhu Yanhe gave a soft "hmm" and, without saying anything, led the person to pay the bill. Ning Buyi turned to look at him, and perhaps because he was wearing a scarf, Zhu Yanhe's cheeks were slightly red.

"Are you feeling hot, Zhu Yan?"

As evening fell, snowflakes began to fall again. Ning Buyi leaned against the window, his breath condensing into a layer of fog on the glass. He asked, "Zhu Yanhe, can we see the aurora today?"

Zhu Yanhe glanced out the window; the light snow outside wasn't a problem, and there were no gray clouds in the sky: "Okay."

As he spoke, he glanced at the time, got up, and turned on the lights in the backyard. Their home was located on the very edge of the town, with a wide plain and lake behind it. In the distance, snow covered the mountains, forests were lush, and streams gurgled, their sounds mingling like the tinkling of jade rings.

Zhu Yan set up a deck chair by the lake, with a folding table in the middle, complete with snacks and hot drinks. In case the weather was too cold, there was a small campfire inside for outdoor heating.

"Zhu Yanhe! Look!" Ning Buyi sat up in surprise from his chair. He pointed to a spot that was originally just a faint green hue, but suddenly began to move, becoming denser and denser, forming a curtain-like shape.

The eerie green beams danced incessantly against the backdrop of the dark sky, accompanied by a soft humming sound.

Although it wasn't as eye-catching as the pictures online, what amazed him was the rapidly moving particles, which resembled both light and fog, completely different from his understanding. The stars also became its stage.

Zhu Yanhe now understands a little why people pursue so-called romance. What matters is not objective existence, but subjective intention. Ning Buyi has a sea of ​​stars in his eyes, with fluorescent green at the very center, and him next.

"Zhu Yan, look!"

As I listened to the greetings and responses, the aurora borealis circled before my eyes several times. I felt my heart pounding powerfully in my chest, but not because of the magnificent scenery.

Ning Buyi stared intently at the sky, not even blinking. Suddenly, a flash of white light streaked across the green landscape. He hurriedly called out to Zhu Yanhe, then quickly knelt on the recliner, clasped his hands together, and devoutly made a wish.

"What did you wish for?" Zhu Yanhe asked him.

The boy replied casually, "Oh, don't ask, it won't work if you tell me."

Zhu Yanhe glanced at him and said cryptically, "Only officials are allowed to set fires, while common people are forbidden to light lamps."

Ning Buyi frowned upon hearing this. Why did he set fire to the place again? Was it because he asked him about the price of the necklace yesterday? But that's not the same thing!

"If I don't say anything, it won't work later."

"I'll make it happen for you."

Ning Buyi still didn't say anything. He was too embarrassed to say that his wish was to be with Xiao He forever, and that his good friends and brothers would always be happy. That would be too embarrassing!

What did you wish for?

The two snuggled under the covers, and Zhu Yanhe, pressing her head against his, asked again.

"I won't say."

Ning Buyi answered him in a breathy voice with his eyes closed.

What did you wish for?

Zhu Yanhe asked again.

"I won't say."

Still not getting a reply, Zhu Yanhe loosened her grip on his waist and moved a little closer to the edge of the bed. Originally, the two of them slept in the middle of the big bed, but now only Ning Buyi was there. Zhu Yanhe draped a little blanket over herself and slept on the edge where she would fall off if she turned over.

Ning Buyi opened her eyes and looked at him for a moment, then closed them again: "Even if you imitate me, I won't say anything."

Hmph, he's not going to be a fool who can be tricked into revealing information. Fool Zhu Yanhe!

After a while, Zhu Yanhe still showed no sign of returning. Ning Buyi looked up and saw that the man's eyes were closed, with only soft and even breathing. He moved over to his side and covered his mouth, unable to suppress a laugh. Zhu Yanhe was too silly. Look how clever he was.

Before she could even laugh twice, a pair of hands gripped her waist, their bodies pressed tightly together. The boy's soft, fair skin was caressed through her clothes. Zhu Yanhe opened her eyes and met his smiling face, which was still curved in a smile, like a little kitten.

Zhu Yanhe's eyes crinkled into a smile, but there was no real smile on his face. The next second, the person in his arms began to squirm, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes. He pleaded, "Stop tickling me! I won't smile anymore!"

Zhu Yanhe can't afford to play this game!

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Author's Note: "One is influenced by one's company"—a vivid illustration... (Just realized the aurora borealis moves incredibly fast!) [doge emoji]

Around the time they were preparing for the college entrance exam, Zhu Yanhe was even more anxious than Ning Buyi. Every day, he would watch over Ning Buyi's studies like a worried old father. He would bring Ning Buyi's test papers to the office for him to sign. Zhu Yanhe would also write them down and explain the questions to Ning Buyi when he got home from get off work. Ning Buyi would be a little tired after a day of classes, but he still had to listen to the questions. When he felt sleepy, he would turn his head and kiss Zhu Yanhe, because his heart would pound and he would feel sleepy again. But usually, he would be caught and kissed several times before he could fall asleep in bed!