When the two returned to their room, Lu Ziyi was just about to go to bed when he caught a glimpse of Yang Feng leaning motionless against the door frame, his eyes still looking outside the door.
He asked in confusion, "What are you standing for?"
"Wait two minutes," Yang Feng said, "and see if the little one can come out to find his brother."
Lu Ziyi chuckled: "Probably not. He was snoring just now. He was sleeping soundly."
"This little guy..." Yang Feng laughed, "Ziyi, do you think Xiaobao really guessed something and came out to cause trouble on purpose?"
"He wouldn't cause any trouble, and I guess Xiaobao hasn't thought about that either," Lu Ziyi whispered. "I guess he's probably curious about some of our conversations during the day, and since we never tell him, the little guy must be overthinking it, thinking we're hiding something from him."
After saying that, he glanced at Yang Feng inconspicuously: "It's all your fault for suddenly accelerating, otherwise how could Xiaobao hear it..."
Lu Ziyi suddenly felt a little embarrassed to continue speaking. A blush appeared on her fair cheeks, and then she crawled into the bed and ignored him.
Yang Feng closed the door with a smile on his face, walked lightly to the bed, quickly climbed onto the bed, stretched out his long arms and hugged Lu Ziyi in his arms.
"You should be thankful that I sped up. If I had gone slowly, what if Xiaobao suddenly knocked on the door? Do you think we should continue or stop?"
"Then we must stop," said Lu Ziyi.
Yang Feng sighed, "It's so refreshing, how could I bear to give it up?"
"Even if I'm reluctant, I have to kick you down," Lu Ziyi said with a smile, "Xiaobao is the most important, you can only be forced to become soft."
Yang Feng looked at him with a smile on his face and his eyes narrowed, and he unconsciously curled up the corners of his mouth. Then he buried his head in his shoulder and gently bit his seductive collarbone.
"You are getting worse and worse"
"Well, then?" Lu Ziyi raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are you annoying me?"
"I love you so much." Yang Feng looked up and kissed him on the lips.
Lu Ziyi smiled, patted his arm, and said softly: "Go to sleep, I have a lecture to attend tomorrow, and then I will have nothing to do. I will accompany you two to have fun for two days."
"It's mainly to accompany Xiaobao," Yang Feng corrected, "It doesn't matter whether I play or not, I'm not a child anymore."
"Let's play when we need to play." Lu Ziyi raised his hand and touched his face. "I will accompany you to make up for the happiness you lacked in your childhood bit by bit."
Yang Feng grabbed his hand, kissed it lightly, and whispered, "Okay."
Then he turned around and turned off the bedside lamp. The two of them lay down in each other's arms, and silence returned to the room.
After a long while, Yang Feng tentatively asked, "Ziyi, are you asleep?"
"...I was woken up by you even though I was asleep," Lu Ziyi said lazily, "What's wrong? Can't you sleep?"
"Yeah, a little bit," Yang Feng whispered, "Were you almost falling asleep just now? Sorry..."
"It's okay, I'm not particularly sleepy."
Lu Ziyi moved slightly and blinked in the darkness: "A Feng, do you have something to say to me?"
It looks like a question, but the tone is actually very affirmative.
Yang Feng hummed: "You still understand me"
"Actually, I've thought about this for a long time, asked a lot of questions, and hesitated for many days. It wasn't until recently that I made up my mind..."
He paused, took a deep breath and said, "I want to open a store."
"Open a shop?" Lu Ziyi asked in surprise, "What shop?"
"Bookstore Cafe" Yang Feng said.
Lu Ziyi was obviously stunned. After two seconds, he immediately broke free from Yang Feng's arms, turned on the bedside lamp, and was so anxious that he almost sat up.
"Opening a store is no small matter. It's just like running a business. Ah Feng, you can't act impulsively when you're hot-headed..."
"I know, don't worry." Yang Feng took his hand and squeezed it, "Listen to me first."
"I told you, I didn't do this rashly. I thought about it for a long time before deciding."
"Of course, I won't open a shop right away. When I get back, I plan to find a place to learn for a while, so I can master the skills of making coffee and cakes, and then plan to open a shop step by step."
"This is indeed a good direction..." Lu Ziyi murmured, "But why did you suddenly think of learning this?"
"Because I don't want to deliver food anymore," Yang Feng chuckled. "Although I have made a lot of money in the past few years, I can't do this job forever. In order to give you a better life in the future, I think I need a relatively stable job."
"Ziyi, you know me well. I have no education, no skills, and even no parents. The better jobs don't want me, and the worse ones... I might as well just keep delivering food."
A trace of pity flashed in Lu Ziyi's eyes, and he hurriedly said: "It's okay, I'm here, you don't have to be so stressed, it doesn't matter how much money you make, when I graduate, I..."
"Will you support me after you graduate?" Yang Feng sneered, "That's not what a gentleman should do!"
"When I first confessed my love to you, I told you that I would give you a good life in the future, so that you can be with me without worries. Whether you want to take the postgraduate or doctoral exams, or continue your studies, I will support you."
Yang Feng looked at him firmly: "This is my promise to you, and I will definitely do it."
Lu Ziyi bit his lip and held his hand: "I don't object to you wanting to learn a craft, it's a good thing, but I'm a little curious"
"Why do you want to learn how to make coffee and cake?"
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