Chapter 68: Let's make a bet
When the tea was placed in front of him, Zhou Zhou had already cleaned up and came out.
The tea was freshly brewed, hot steam filled the air, and the edge of the cup was covered with water vapor.
"It seems it's too late to drink." Cheng Yu sighed softly and got up from the sofa.
He took the bag from Zhou Zhou, weighed it, and said casually, "It's quite heavy. If we move it twice more, we can live together in a hotel."
"Don't be so frivolous." Yan Yiqi was also nearby, and Zhou Zhou felt uncomfortable listening to him, so he raised his elbow and nudged him.
Cheng Yu had no shame at all. He put his arm around her waist with a thick skin, raised his chin and looked at Yan Yiqi with a bit of arrogance, "Zhou Zhou and I are going to have dinner, so I won't see you off."
Zhou Zhou was annoyed by the repeated provocations: "Cheng Yu, don't do this."
Her eyes turned slightly cold. When Cheng Yu met her gaze, he snorted lightly, his eyes and eyebrows revealing his displeasure.
Thinking of Yan Yiqi buying some food, Zhou Zhou and Cheng Yu said, "Go downstairs and wait for me."
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold gaze suddenly swept over.
Cheng Yu's face suddenly darkened, and his lips were pursed tightly. Looking at her calm face, the emotion in his eyes gradually intensified, and even his voice became cold: "Let me down?"
Zhou Zhou hummed: "If you don't want to wait, you can leave first."
She was unusually calm.
The air in the living room seemed to become thinner in an instant, and everyone's breathing became clearly audible.
Cheng Yu stared at her without blinking, as if he wanted to find a hole in her.
Soon, the gloomy look in his eyes faded away, and he chuckled softly.
"Very good, Zhou Zhou." His tongue touched his cheek, and his smile was ambiguous. "You are very good."
The bag was put down and he turned and walked out the door.
The door slammed shut, the sound was Cheng Yu venting his anger. He walked away very decisively without pausing for a moment.
After they left, Zhou Zhou sat on the sofa and pinched his brows tiredly.
Yan Yiqi spoke at this time: "Zhou Zhou, you don't have to let him go. I came here uninvited, and it was me who disturbed you in the first place."
"No, he and I already had conflicts," Zhou Zhou said.
Cheng Yu's hostility towards Yan Yiqi went beyond the boundaries of their relationship.
Even if she allowed him to make exceptions in her life, she didn't want him to interfere in her affairs, and more often than not, they should clarify their relationship.
For the Sexual Partner, letting him go first is not a reason for him to vent his emotions.
They were done, and there was nothing wrong in letting him go immediately.
Yan Yiqi sat down beside her, his tone as gentle as ever, but with a firmness that could not be ignored: "It seems that his feelings for you go beyond those of an ordinary bed partner."
Zhou Zhou hummed: "He said he has some other interests in me."
Yan Yiqi's eyebrows moved slightly. He didn't expect that she hadn't withdrawn and left even after knowing about it, and continued to maintain such a relationship with him.
After a period of silence, she spoke again, "I feel the same way. I feel like he has some other interests. He and I always quarrel, and then we go to sleep again. It goes on and on, and I always feel bad."
"Do you think it's an illusion that you're hanging in the air?"
"Isn't it?" Zhou Zhou said calmly, "Just like us. We're not together, but it feels like we could be together again, and we always want to capture this feeling."
It was an illusion that she and Cheng Yu were interested in each other, and it was also an illusion that she could be with Yan Yiqi.
These are all illusions, caused by emotional manipulation.
The air was silent for a moment. Yan Yiqi looked at her face, his fingers curled slightly at his sides, as if he knew what she was going to say next.
The tea on the table is no longer steaming.
Nothing hot can escape winter. The air is frozen by winter, and even fingers feel a little stiff.
Yan Yiqi felt a little breathless, and just as he took a deep breath, he heard Zhou Zhou's voice piercing the air, "Actually, we both know that we can't be together."
Because I don’t like it enough.
They feel that they like each other, so there is a chance, but the fatal thing is that they like each other, but not enough.
Yan Yiqi's life is rational. Even if there are emotional fluctuations, he can quickly correct them and return to the starting point.
"I'm sorry, I didn't do what I promised you that day. Cheng Yu..."
Zhou Zhou glanced at the closed door. "That's just his personality. He does whatever he wants. No one can control him. Just ignore him."
Yan Yiqi's gaze paused, his smile a little bitter: "This is the first time I hear you speak for him."
"Is there?"
Cheng Yu never gives a good face to anyone when she is unhappy with him. She just wants Yan Yiqi to ignore this madman and treat him as air.
Yan Yiqi came to his senses and shook his head gently.
"Okay, then let's be best partners and not talk about feelings anymore." Yan Yiqi touched her head and hugged her again.
When his chin rested on the top of her head, in the corner where no one could see, the barely perceptible tenderness in his eyes was released freely.
He quickly let go of her and said, "Don't tell Cheng Yu about our relationship, okay?"
Zhou Zhou was confused for a moment: "Why?"
Yan Yiqi just smiled and said nothing.
Facing Zhou Zhou's questioning gaze, he coughed lightly and said, "He doesn't like me, and I don't want him to be too happy."
Zhou Zhou suddenly laughed: "Why are you as childish as him?"
"Is it okay?" he asked again.
Zhou Zhou agreed and didn't think it was a bad idea.
Her relationship with Cheng Yu was not so bad as to require her to explain her relationship with Yan Yiqi to him. Even if Yan Yiqi didn't mention it, she wouldn't go out of her way to tell him about it.
No need.
After chatting here, the two went out.
When they reached the gate of the community, Yan Yiqi suddenly asked her, "Zhou Zhou, what if one day you discover that his interest in you is not an illusion?"
Zhou Zhou was stunned. This was the second time she heard this question from him.
She said: "He is not stupid, how could he really like me."
"Really?" Yan Yiqi asked again, "Why do you think he acts differently from me?"
"So different." Zhou Zhou said without hesitation, "He can be described as rushing around without caring about anyone."
Yan Yiqi murmured, "Yes," as if talking to himself, "He is very different from me."
Zhou Zhou didn't understand what he meant.
Isn't it obvious that two people are different?
Zhou Zhou wanted to ask him, but he heard him say, "Zhou Zhou, want to make a bet?"
"What's the bet?"
"Bet on whether he's waiting for you in the car." Yan Yiqi looked at her, something flickering in his eyes, "I bet he will."
Zhou Zhou doesn't think so.
She came down to see, just in case there was a one in ten thousand chance of success, even though the chance of that one in ten thousand was extremely small.
"Go ahead, I'll watch here." Yan Yiqi stopped at the zebra crossing and did not move.
Zhou Zhou nodded and crossed the road.
Yan Yiqi looked at her back.
It was not the first time that he looked at her back, but this time there was always an indescribable emotion flowing in his heart.
Only when he turned his back to her would he reveal his loneliness.
The love that he could never express freely was clamoring for him to keep her. Even if he missed her before, at least he couldn't let her leave this time.
Yan Yiqi took a step forward and then stopped.
The hot and surging blood in his body was still flowing, and that passionate emotion was lingering, but he suppressed it with all his might.
A basin of cold water poured over him, and he shivered with cold, his eyes sore.
Zhou Zhou was right, they couldn't be together.
He didn't dare to bear the consequences of them drifting apart because of his love for Zhou Zhou and his cowardice in dealing with feelings.
He tilted his head slightly, as if waiting for a result.
It was a green light at the zebra crossing, with people constantly coming and going. It was a green light at the intersection, with a constant stream of cars whizzing past him.
But at this moment, nothing could enter his ears.
Everything was quiet, so quiet that only Zhou Zhou's footsteps could be heard. Although she was walking farther and farther away, each step treaded on his heart. From a distance, across the wide road, he saw her approach the car and crouch down.
He was in the car.
Yan Yiqi smiled, turned around and left quietly.
There was a splash of water where he had stood.
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