Gift
After leaving the ice rink, Zhu Shiyi was a little tired, so Pan Yue took her to buy two cups of juice nearby.
"Would you like something to eat?" Pan Yue asked.
Zhu Shiyi shook her head. It was still early, only 4:30, and she wasn't hungry yet.
After ice skating for a while, Zhu Shiyi felt that her relationship with Pan Yue seemed to have become closer.
She suggested going for a walk in the street.
......
First floor, brand cosmetics store.
Zhu Shiyi politely waved goodbye to the sales assistant; she just wanted to wander around inside.
"This shade is gorgeous!" Zhu Shiyi casually shared.
Pan Yue took out his phone, looking like he was about to pay: "Buy."
Zhu Shiyi: ?
"That's not what I meant!" she said, embarrassed.
When girls talk about lipstick shades while shopping, it's simply because they want to share their joy.
Pan Yue paused for a moment, then said, "It's okay, buy it if you like it."
He pulled out the lip gloss.
The sales assistant was overjoyed to see this and quickly came over: "Sir, are you looking to buy this lip gloss? We also have a blush from the same line over there. Would you like to consider it?"
Pan Yue's expression suggested that he genuinely wanted to consider it.
"No need, thank you!" Zhu Shiyi quickly grabbed the lip gloss and put it back.
She doesn't want to spend Pan Yue's money!
Besides, high-end brand stores are ridiculously expensive; if she wants to buy something, she'll buy it from a personal shopper.
You can buy expensive things, but you absolutely cannot buy things that are too expensive.
"What about perfume? We've just received several new perfumes, all limited editions!" the saleswoman continued enthusiastically.
Pan Yue seemed very interested.
"Sorry, we don't want it." Zhu Shiyi quickly withdrew one of the Pan Yue.
She pulled him out of the store, and Pan Yue did not resist.
"Good heavens!" Zhu Shiyi covered his forehead. "I was just casually looking at lipsticks."
With a look of curiosity, Pan Yue asked, "Didn't you see something suitable?"
"Yes, but I don't plan to buy it."
Pan Yue pursed his lips; he didn't understand.
When guys go shopping, they're very purposeful. If they need clothes, they'll look at clothes, and if they're similar to what they're wearing, they'll just buy it.
Faced with a straight man, Zhu Shiyi didn't know where to begin explaining.
"Anyway, don't mention buying it."
Pan Yue raised an eyebrow, seemingly disagreeing, but still nodded.
Zhu Shiyi later regretted it.
She hallucinated that she was a young lady of high society, and wherever she went, Pan Yue followed without saying a word, like a bodyguard in black. If he wore sunglasses, he would look even more like one.
However, strictly speaking, Pan Yue did say something.
Inside the shop, Zhu Shiyi picked up one nice item after another.
She exclaimed happily, "This is great!"
Pan Yue replied seriously, "Yes."
Zhu Shiyi: "I have this, it's really useful!"
Pan Yue silently noted down the sign: "Good."
"This one is not bad either. Sister Fan lent me one."
Pan Yue's smile was somewhat forced: "I understand."
Zhu Shiyi pursed his lips.
Shopping with my girlfriends is still the most fun.
Even if he's the person you like, it won't work! Men simply don't understand the joy of beauty.
"Let's eat," Zhu Shiyi said in a muffled voice.
Pan Yue raised an eyebrow.
What's wrong?
--
Pan Yue bought the ice skating tickets. Zhu Shiyi had planned to cover the cost of dinner, but Pan Yue paid for it first.
A delicious meal washes away any lingering emotions that arose while shopping.
After the meal, Pan Yue escorted her home.
On the way back, Zhu Shiyi remembered the gift in his bag.
The car came to a stop, and Pan Yue turned off the engine: "We've arrived."
Zhu Shiyi should have said goodbye and gotten out of the car, but she didn't open the door; she was still lingering on his scent.
The moonlight outside the window is bright and hazy, just like today, which feels like a dream.
It wasn't their first time going out alone, but it was their first formal date.
Pan Yue didn't move, and didn't even look at her.
He didn't urge her; he simply held the steering wheel casually and tapped it lightly.
“Um,” Zhu Shiyi said slowly, pressing the tip of her tongue against the back of her teeth, “I have something to give you.”
"Hmm?" Pan Yue turned his head, his eyes filled with barely suppressed curiosity.
Zhu Shiyi smiled, took out a Lego set from her bag, and handed it to Pan Yue.
A flicker of surprise crossed Pan Yue's eyes. He looked up, his eyes widening slightly: "You..."
"A birthday present." Zhu Shiyi nodded, suppressing a slight unease.
Will he refuse, or will he be delighted? She didn't know.
Just as she couldn't quite figure out the restlessness in her heart, whether it was nervousness or hope.
Pan Yue opened his mouth, trembled, and looked somewhat uncomfortable: "How did you know?"
"Sister Fan told me," Zhu Shiyi explained, "Brother Chang told her."
“…Hmm.” Pan Yue turned his face away, seemingly not intending to accept the gift.
"Take it," Zhu Shiyi waved his hand, "I've already bought it."
She felt that Pan Yue would be embarrassed to accept the gift, since he was a man of few words and hadn't even told her about his birthday.
Pan Yue's gaze returned to the Lego set. He blinked and took it in a daze.
“I often hitch a ride with you,” Zhu Shiyi said with a straight face, “so to express my gratitude, I’ve decided to buy you a car.”
Pan Yue glanced at the icon and chuckled softly, "It's still a Bugatti."
“You can’t just pick a luxury car as a gift,” Zhu Shiyi said, raising his chin. “If you can’t afford a real car, can’t you at least afford a toy car?”
She had several luxury cars, but she specifically chose a Bugatti to avoid the Lamborghini that Pan Yue already had in his closet.
She glanced at Pan Yue furtively.
He lowered his eyes and subtly curved his lips.
Zhu Shiyi silently applauded. Although he didn't say it explicitly, his expression clearly showed his liking for cars. Men really do love cars; it seems this gift was the right one.
"Happy birthday!" Zhu Shiyi smiled.
Pan Yue's smug expression was so endearing!
Little Pan Yue, let me buy you a toy, come with me!
Zhu Shiyi felt an itch in her fingertips and resisted the urge to caress the man.
Suddenly, she felt playful: "Do you like Ultraman?"
When choosing a Lego set, I read online that men all like Ultraman, so giving him an Ultraman Lego set is like giving him the light of his childhood.
Zhu Shiyi once gave her younger brother an Ultraman toy worth a few dozen yuan. Her brother was moved to tears, almost kneeling down to kowtow to her.
Pan Yue wrinkled his nose and turned his face away, seemingly unwilling to answer.
Zhu Shiyi wasn't going to let him off the hook: "I understand, I'll ask again."
Do you believe in light?
Pan Yue chuckled softly, then sighed, somewhat helplessly.
"Believe it or not!" She leaned closer, persistent, trying to get a clear look at his face.
“…I won’t say.” Pan Yue turned to the side, opened the door, and got out of the car.
"Hmph," Zhu Shiyi pouted and complained softly, "Fine, I won't say it then."
“Okay,” she said, opening the car door and getting out. “I’ll go up first, you should go back early too.”
"Wait a minute," Pan Yue called out to her.
Zhu Shiyi tilted his head, unaware of the situation.
The Mercedes' tailgate rose high, and Pan Yue seemed to take something out.
"What?" From Zhu Shiyi's perspective, the car body blocked her view, so she couldn't see clearly.
Pan Yue didn't say anything. He silently pulled down the trunk, walked around the car, and approached her.
The sound of footsteps was like a clear spring, gurgling and murmuring.
Zhu Shiyi's eyes widened instantly.
She saw what he was holding and guessed why he had come.
Pan Yue tilted his head, letting out a soft whimper through his nose, and raised the hand holding the object.
"No need, no need!" Zhu Shiyi waved her hand and shrank back. "It's not my birthday, you can keep it."
The heart's pivot is plucked.
He even brought her a gift!
Why......
Pan Yue smiled and asked, "Do you think it would be of any use to me keeping it?"
Zhu Shiyi was speechless for a moment.
He was holding a ukulele.
That makes sense; he doesn't seem like someone who can play the piano.
Staring intently at the gift, Zhu Shiyi's heart blossomed with joy.
She hesitated for a moment, then took it, carefully choosing her words before tentatively asking, "Why did you decide to buy a ukulele?"
She wanted to hear him say that he bought the gift especially for her.
"Year-end gifts," Pan Yue said without changing his expression, "employee benefits."
Zhu Shiyi: "Will it be deducted from my year-end bonus?"
"Interns do not receive year-end bonuses."
Zhu Shiyi: ......
Here we go again, with malicious comments.
"Thank you, boss," Zhu Shiyi gave up struggling and accepted it gladly. "You're such a good person."
Fine, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't. After spending so many days together, Zhu Shiyi realized one thing—getting Pan Yue to be straightforward was practically impossible.
The intern didn't get a year-end bonus, but she did get a year-end gift. So, rounding up, it's like he bought it specifically for her, isn't it?
Pan Yue's eyes twisted slightly.
That sounds so strange.
......
Back in her room, Zhu Shiyi couldn't wait to take apart the ukulele. The small, dark brown wood had clear grain. She buried her head and took a deep sniff.
Filled with warmth, Zhu Shiyi plucked the strings a few more times.
The little wooden head had a bright yet deep tone with excellent resonance. Zhu Shiyi immediately took a deep breath; this was definitely not a simple matter.
She quickly looked up ukulele brands online.
...A major international brand, made entirely of single-origin acacia wood, with prices approaching two thousand.
Zhu Shiyi gasped.
That's way too expensive! The Lego set she bought only cost four hundred yuan.
She quickly texted Pan Yue: "The zither you gave me is too valuable, I can't accept it. I'll return it to you tomorrow, please return it."
She had been playing the ukulele too much recently and had become addicted, so she wanted to buy one for herself to relieve the itch in her hands.
There are many small and cost-effective ukuleles available, including many nice solid-top mahogany ukuleles that only cost a few hundred yuan.
But Zhu Shiyi still couldn't bring himself to buy it. Spending several hundred yuan at once was still a bit painful for him. Thinking that Yu Fan had one, he decided to borrow Yu Fan's ball first.
She didn't think much of it at first, assuming the ukulele would only cost a few hundred yuan. It turned out to cost two thousand.
Pan Yue: [Please accept this.]
Pan Yue: [This will be useful later.]
Zhu Shiyi asked curiously, "What's it for?"
Pan Yue: [Hebu will probably notify us in a few days.]
Zhu Shiyi was completely confused. So, this ukulele is still a public resource?
She replied, "Then I'll take it to Minister He."
Pan Yue: [...]
Pan Yue: [Your Bugatti is more valuable, so I can't accept it.]
Zhu Shiyi laughed.
After thinking about it, I decided to accept it.
She couldn't wait to pick up her violin and start playing.
The strings tinkled lightly, producing notes that danced and swirled along with her good mood.
My recent worries have vanished.
Music always brings joy, and the joy is doubled when it's music you create yourself.
So she likes singing, playing musical instruments, especially the ukulele; she loves music.
He also liked it, so he gave her a ukulele, Pan Yue.
11 o'clock.
Private message chat box.
Pan Yue sent me a picture.
Under the direct sunlight, the yellow and black Bugatti was displayed perfectly before my eyes.
Zhu Shiyi: [So fast?]
She saw online that some people said it would take five or six hours to complete the task.
Pan Yue: [Anxious.]
Zhu Shiyi's heart skipped a beat: [What's the rush?]
He rarely expresses his feelings so directly.
Was he in a hurry because she gave it to him?
Pan Yue: [Take a bath, go to sleep.]
Zhu Shiyi hummed softly.
No matter what, she doesn't believe it! It's because she was the one who gave it to her.
Zhu Shiyi: [When did you cover yourself with the blanket?]
Pan Yue: [?]
Zhu Shiyi: [Let me know when it's covered up.]
Ten minutes later.
Pan Yue: [Alright.]
Zhu Shiyi: [Well then, goodnight.]
Goodnight, boy who loves playing with toys.
Two minutes later.
Pan Yue: [Good night.]
--
on Monday.
When Zhu Shiyi received a text message from her bank card indicating a change in her account balance, she realized it was the first time in her life she had received her own salary, and she felt like the whole world was shining brightly.
Perhaps it was payday, but every worker's face was beaming with a bright smile. Today, every colleague in the department was filled with joyful laughter.
Good morning, Shiyi!
"Good morning, Shiyi!"
Zhu Shiyi greeted them one by one.
My colleagues were so enthusiastic today.
There are still more good people than bad in the world, that's wonderful!
She sat back down at her workstation, and even Li Xuan next to her seemed much more pleasing to the eye.
"Shiyi, come with me to get some water," Vicky said softly, linking arms with Zhu Shiyi. "I have something I need to ask you."
......
Tea room.
Vicky glanced around to make sure no one was around, and a glint finally appeared in her eyes. She lowered her voice and asked, "You're with President Pan?"
"No," Zhu Shiyi's face suddenly flushed. She licked her lips, secretly pleased with herself, assuming Vicky was just being nosy. "But let me tell you, I've already gone on a date with him!"
Vicky smiled teasingly, her eyes narrowing, "Was it last Thursday or Friday?"
"No," Zhu Shiyi said, completely bewildered. "Why do you ask that?"
"Don't you know? It's spread throughout the entire department."
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