Chapter 33 "As You Say"
Ren Yizi couldn't sleep at all, his cerebral cortex was very excited.
In the dim light coming in through the window, he looked at Wen Siru's perfect, jade-like, three-dimensional profile.
The tip of her tall nose was shimmering with moonlight, her eyelashes like black butterflies cast thick shadows on her fair face, the tails of her eyes were so dark that they seemed to have their own eyeshadow, and her lips were as charming as petals.
Compared to his harmless and obedient appearance when his eyes are open, Wen Siru actually has a powerful and cold temperament when his eyes are closed, like a nobleman who is high above everyone else, giving people the feeling that no strangers are allowed to approach. The contrast is very strong.
No wonder this guy is so popular among girls. Ren Yizi has already fallen for him just by looking at this incredibly handsome face that appeals to both men and women.
He waited for a very long time, as if it were a century. After hearing Wen Si Ru's even breathing, he slowly stroked his fingers on the thick black eyebrows like the person in the painting, slowly traced the tip of the nose, and finally gently pressed the moist lips.
With every breath he took, he could smell the fragrance of Wen Si Ru mixed with his own shampoo. In a trance, he had the illusion that the two of them had been a couple living together for a long time.
Ren Yizi felt mixed emotions in his heart. He felt that he had become a pillar of support. He immediately rolled up the quilt and began to move around with his back to Wen Siru.
Imagining Wen Siru's lips or hands rewarding Ren Er, his eyes became red and watery, and protein came out faster than usual.
Finally, he gasped under his breath, took out a tissue from his pocket, cleaned the place up, and threw it on the floor, thinking of getting up early to pick it up tomorrow.
After a tiring DIY experience, Ren Yizi fell asleep quickly.
After a few minutes, Wen Siru slowly opened his eyes. A fishy and sweet smell was faintly surging in the air. He stared at the ceiling for a while, then curled his lips slightly, turned over and hugged Ren Yizi.
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The night market on Saturday night is much more lively than usual. There are long queues at many stalls, and the aroma of various delicacies wafts in the air, which is extremely tempting.
Ren Yizi didn't have to queue at all. The stall owner saw that he was a regular customer and that there was a top-notch handsome guy next to him. With her hormones overflowing, she came up with an idea.
She secretly came over to Ren Yizi and said, "Ren handsome boy, I won't charge you today. You and the handsome boy next to you can let me shoot a video and advertise it on my Douyin account, okay? I'll treat you to anything in my house for free. If it's not enough, you can keep it up, okay?"
Ren Yizi listened and nodded, nudged Wen Siru with his elbow, and asked, "How about it? Let's shoot a video together, and this beautiful lady will treat us to her food for free."
"Oh, look at the kids nowadays, they're so sweet." When the stall owner heard Ren Yizi praising him, she felt like she was eating honey and couldn't stop smiling.
Wen Siru smiled and said, "I'll listen to you. If you say yes, we'll shoot it."
"Of course I have to take a picture." Not only does one avoid the need to queue, but one can also eat and drink for free without spending any money by relying on one's looks. Ren Yizi has done this many times. This is a win-win situation. Only an idiot would not do it.
Soon they started filming a short skit under the watchful eyes of the crowd. The stall owner's husband kept muttering, "Stinky women just like these little white guys, and they even give them free food and drinks."
As soon as he said this, he was immediately scolded by the stall owner. However, for the sake of free advertising, he swallowed his anger and silently prepared food for the customers with a sullen face.
The stall owner held a mobile phone and guided them to take pictures.
Many people saw two handsome guys filming a video here, and gradually gathered around to watch.
Even the urban management officers who came to maintain order kept saying, "Don't crowd around, be careful of trampling, be safe," while taking photos of Ren Yizi and the others with their phones. They even posted on their social media with the caption, "I ran into an internet celebrity filming on Douyin on xx Road. What a handsome guy! [yeah]."
The stall owner's face flushed as she shouted, "Yes, yes, yes, you two, come closer. Brother Ren, pick up the beef offal in your hand and feed it to the handsome guy next to you."
Ren Yizi did as he was told, holding the bowl. He and Wen Si Ru were so close that he could feel the other's warm breath with his fingers. When he was feeding Wen Si Ru, he realized that Wen Si Ru was already several centimeters taller than him. This kid was running too fast.
Wen Siru looked at Ren Yizi with his childish eyes, holding the beef offal on his chopsticks and savoring the chewy, mellow and delicious beef offal.
The evening breeze gently blows the hair on the forehead, and the body temperature is transmitted to each other.
The two of them moved very naturally, and Ren Yizi knew that he didn't need to act at all, as he was expressing his true feelings.
He felt both relieved and disappointed.
Fortunately, we are acting now, but unfortunately, we are acting now.
In this case, he can still use the guise of acting to express his feelings for Wen Si Ru so that others will not be weird or look at him with tinted glasses.
In the eyes of passers-by, the two of them were really ambiguous, with tears in their eyes about to come out of each other. A little girl who was watching couldn't help but smiled meaningfully and said "Wow~".
The stall owner said happily and satisfiedly, "Great, that's it! Little girls love to watch this kind of thing nowadays! Thank you for your hard work!"
At the signal from the stall owner's sister, the two finally finished their performance successfully. They took a lot of food given by the stall owner's sister's husband and continued to stroll around the night market in a leisurely manner.
Ren Yishi held the sizzling squid on the grill and came with Wen Siru to an antiques stall amidst the crowds of people.
He chewed the grilled squid in big mouthfuls and asked the stall owner in a slurred voice, "Boss, how much are these bracelets?"
I don't know why, but recently, skewers have suddenly become popular among primary and secondary school students. Everyone in the class has one, saying it's a way to relieve stress. Ren Yizi also wants to buy one to try out.
The boss was an old man with a long white beard and hair. He was half asleep, but when he heard the noise he slowly opened his eyes and said, "It depends on which one you want to buy. You're lucky today. This is my last day setting up the stall. I'm going back home tomorrow. I'll give you two for 100 yuan. No bargaining."
Ren Yizi hesitated for a moment. He just asked casually. He had never learned before what kind of bracelets were of high quality and what kind were of low quality and cheap. He just wanted to follow the trend and buy one for fun.
Suddenly, Wen Siru pulled him closer and whispered, "Don't buy anything here. They're probably all fake. If you like these things, I'll give you a red sandalwood bracelet made from the same source as mine."
A gentle and powerful voice whispered into Ren Yizi's ears, quickly shaking him. He watched Wen Siru pull the beads out of his hand and show them to the boss: "Boss, look at this necklace, what's its approximate value? Do you sell it here?"
The shopkeeper had been acting casually, not wanting to buy anything, but when he saw the bracelet on Wen Siru's hand, his cloudy eyes seemed to brighten up, and his face, which had been wrinkled like a walnut, relaxed. He said happily, "Hey, this, this! I've only seen bracelets like this once or twice in my life. They're very expensive, and I don't sell them here."
His voice sounded a little guilty and a little regretful, but more of it was the surprise of having come across top-grade fairy goods in the market. He kept asking Wen Si Ru where he bought the bracelet.
Wen Siru just smiled and did not give the boss a direct answer.
Seeing this, Ren Yizi pulled Wen Siru away. While walking around, he finished his meal and went to the boutique bakery next to the night market to buy some bread.
He watched an aunt bring a cute little girl to the bakery. The little girl was dressed like a princess. When she saw Ren Yizi staring at him, she giggled.
Ren Yizi teased her: "Little pretty girl, you look like Princess Xiangxiang."
The little girl replied: "Today is my birthday, and my mommy dressed me up."
Ren Yizi saw her mother taking the custom-made cake and suddenly remembered something. She walked over to Wen Siru, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Ruzi, your birthday is coming soon, right? You're turning eighteen, so you should have a grand celebration and invite a lot of people, right?"
A hint of stiffness flashed across Wen Siru's face, but it was only a fleeting expression. Ren Yizi was a little confused, but didn't think too deeply about it.
"No." Wen Siru replied, "I don't celebrate my birthday."
Ren Yizi's jaw almost dropped in shock. In his opinion, when a rich kid celebrates his birthday, he must invite all the big shots to a luxurious banquet in a five-star hotel. He often saw young masters and young ladies doing this when he worked part-time as a waiter in a hotel.
Even ordinary families would order a cake and invite friends and family to a Japanese buffet, Haidilao hotpot, McDonald's, KFC, etc.
At the very least, on the day he turned 18, his grandmother would go out to a restaurant with him and give him a red envelope, wishing him peace and good luck in every aspect of his life.
A young master like Wen Siru didn't hold a birthday party?
Ren Yizi couldn't help but ask softly, "Why?"
"There's no reason. I think there are many days that are more important and more worthy of celebration than your birthday," Wen Si Ru replied indifferently.
"Is there any day more important than the day you were born?" Ren Yizi couldn't help but ask.
"Of course I did," Wen Siru's expression suddenly became unspeakably gentle, "The day I met you."
Ren Yizi's heart seemed to be shot by something and skipped a beat.
The sweet aroma of bread filled the entire bakery, so rich that it could not be dissolved.
It's November and the temperature has dropped a lot. Wen Siru is wearing a furry white turtleneck sweater tonight. Under the warm yellow light, he has a naive and innocent feeling, as if what he said was just a child's joke.
Ren Yizi glanced around. There were very few people in the store now, almost only them. He was moved and flustered. He didn't dare to think about what Wen Siru meant by this, so he could only laugh and say, "Oh, Ruzi, why are you so corny all of a sudden?
But a person's birthday is also very important. How can one not celebrate his or her birthday? It's such a day worth celebrating. On that day, you deserve to receive blessings from your family and friends. On that day, you are the birthday star, and everyone will accommodate you in whatever you want to do.
"Is that so?" Wen Siru's eyes were touched, and he asked softly, "Then I invite you, will you come?"
"Of course I will come if you invite me." Ren Yizi patted his shoulder with a firm and passionate look in his eyes.
Wen Siru smiled and said, "Whatever I asked you to do that day, would you do it?"
"Of course," Ren Yizi said confidently, "As long as I can do it, I will do it for you."
Wen Siru's eyes flickered with the warm yellow light of the bakery. "That's what you said, brother."
Ren Yizi didn't notice the deep meaning in Wen Siru's eyes at all: "Well, a man's word is as good as gold."
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