"Why do you come to me so early in the morning?" Yan Zheng gave her a funny look and poured her a glass of warm water. "Drink some water. Your lips are a little dry."
In the face of Yan Zheng's gentle smile, Sang Tianen took the cup of water from his hand, but rolled his eyes at himself in the next second.
She was really impressed by herself. Even at such a critical moment, she was still so fascinated by such beauty. Couldn't she restrain herself a little?
She put down her water cup, coughed lightly, and said seriously, "Hurry up and pack up, we have to get to the airport before eight o'clock."
"Airport?" Yan Zheng was stunned by her nonsensical words. He slightly widened his eyes as if he didn't understand what she said, with a look of confusion and doubt.
Sang Tianen didn't bother explaining the whole story to him, and simply summarized the whole process: "Last night, my forehead was hit by the door. I booked a private yacht on Shendao Island to take you out to sea for the holidays. We must get to the airport before 8 o'clock, otherwise this trip will be ruined."
The whole process, consequences, and current problems were explained clearly. Yan Zheng understood everything. He blinked and said, "Why didn't you discuss this with me in advance?"
Sang Tianen immediately took a step forward nervously: "Don't you want to go?" She had already transferred the deposit to others, which was more than 10,000 yuan.
Yan Zheng saw her anxious look, pursed his lips and said, "Time is too tight, you should choose a longer vacation."
"If it really doesn't work, let's take a leave?" Sang Tianen suggested, "We can't take more than two days, but two days should be enough. I'll give you the salary for the leave, how about that?"
"So good?" Yan Zheng's eyes curved, with tiny lights flickering in them.
"Of course. If I ask you to go out, I have to arrange everything." Sang Tianen raised his chin proudly, like a dog waiting for his owner to touch his head.
Yan Zheng found it funny. He walked forward, hooked his arms around her neck, kissed the corner of her lips, and whispered, "Then wait for me for a moment."
"Okay!" Sang Tianen nodded and patted him on the back.
In this way, an unexpected trip to the Divine Island officially kicked off. Yan Zheng quickly washed up and began to pack his clothes. Sang Tianen leaned against the door frame waiting for him while booking a hotel on his mobile phone.
The hotel prices for Siyue Festival have increased several times, but there are still no rooms available. This is disgusting. Sang Tianen searched for a long time but couldn't find a suitable house. Finally, she contacted a senior sister from the university. When the sister heard about it, she enthusiastically invited her to stay at her house.
Sang Tianen refused again and again, but his senior sister insisted, so he finally had to accept the other party's kindness.
However, Sang Tianen was not planning to stay at someone else's house for free. He planned to give two big red envelopes to his senior sister's twin boy and girl before leaving as a token of his appreciation.
Her senior sister originally worked in one of the top three Internet companies in China. Later, she was under so much pressure that she developed anxiety disorder, her head was dripping with sweat, and she often couldn't sleep at night. Finally, she quit her job and returned to her hometown to open a homestay.
Although my income is not as good as before, my mood is much better. I just got married last year. My husband is also my classmate from graduate school. We just gave birth to a pair of twins this year. Our life is prosperous.
"Yan Zheng, do you have any red envelopes? Not the kind used for the New Year, just ordinary red envelopes." Sang Tianen asked.
"What are you doing?" Yan Zheng lowered his head and put various toiletries into the suitcase, and asked without turning his head.
"The B&B we stayed in after arriving at Shendao was run by one of my senior sisters. She insisted on not accepting my money, so I planned to give two red envelopes to her children," Sang Tianen explained.
"In my bedroom, on the left nightstand."
Sang Tianen turned around and walked to Yan Zheng's bedroom. As soon as he entered the door, a faint floral fragrance wafted to his nose. He glanced over and found a crystal vase on the bedside table with a few red roses in it.
Sang Tianen couldn't help but smile. He walked forward, opened the drawer and casually took out two red envelopes. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly found a line of small words under the red envelopes - Reconcile with the deep darkness in your self!
He casually pushed aside the other red envelopes and glanced at the cover information. It was a psychological book about depression and anxiety. Sang Tianen raised an eyebrow in surprise and pushed the drawer back.
Yan Zheng had already packed his luggage. He stood up and stretched his slightly numb legs to get changed. Seeing someone standing at the door very unconsciously, he glared at him and said, "I need to change my clothes."
Sang Tianen was stunned for a moment, then smiled mischievously: "Brother Yan, do you need your sister to pass you clothes?"
The only response Sang Tianen got was the sound of the door being locked. She touched her nose awkwardly, thinking to herself, what a mean guy! It would have been fine if he just closed the door, but he actually locked it. Did he really treat her like a beast?
After waiting in the living room for about five minutes, Yan Zheng finally appeared in front of Sang Tianen, neatly dressed.
He was dressed very casually, wearing a beige sleeveless T-shirt on top and light brown overalls on the bottom. His bangs were completely hanging down, making him look very youthful.
Sang Tianen couldn't help but whistled, and Yan Zheng laughed and cursed, "You hooligan."
Sang Tianen picked up his suitcase, his muscles bulging under his short-sleeved shirt. Yan Zheng turned off the water and electricity switches, checked the gas, and then followed him downstairs.
At this time, the sun had already appeared in the east, and the light cut through all the darkness. Yan Zheng leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes and felt the burning sensation of the sun on his skin.
Just over an hour ago, he was still fast asleep in bed, planning to get up at around seven to wash his suit, and then wait for Sang Tianen to pick him up to celebrate the festival together. But now he was speeding on the highway recklessly.
For a moment, he seemed to be back in college, chatting with his roommates at night about where to go for the holidays. The next day, the four of them appeared on the street corner of another city, looking at each other in confusion.
He turned his head slightly to look at Sang Tianen's focused profile, his eyes gleaming with warmth as he asked, "Did you have this planned?"
"It was really a last-minute decision." Sang Tianen emphasized her words, appearing less guilty. She still remembered the look Yan Zheng gave her when she opened the trunk. It made her want to dig a hole and bury herself.
"Really?" Yan Zheng said these two words meaningfully, obviously not believing what she said.
"Oh, don't talk to me. I have to drive and I'm almost out of time." Sang Tianen pretended to be anxious, but he kept secretly glancing at Yan Zheng's face out of the corner of his eyes.
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