lip print
Pan Yue handed over a bank card.
"This card has 970,000 yuan, which is the majority of my current liquid funds."
Zhu Shiyi: ?
She shrank back: "What are you doing?"
After not seeing each other for so long, why are you immediately pulling out money?
What's going on here?
Pan Yue seemed not to hear, stepped forward, and stuffed the card into her pocket.
With a hot potato in his pocket, Zhu Shiyi hurriedly tried to take it out, but Pan Yue grabbed his wrist.
She looked up, frowning. "Why are you giving me a bank card?"
“I’m not from Jinrong. My family is from Hanshan. I don’t have any other siblings,” Pan Yue said abruptly. “My parents have rural household registrations. They each have their own jobs and receive social security.”
Zhu Shiyi was stunned for a moment.
This was the first time she had heard Pan Yue talk about his family situation.
My heart ached for no reason.
"I heard your father was sick. How is he now?"
“He’s already been discharged,” Pan Yue said, looking down at her. “My father… had a stroke. He had surgery seven or eight years ago, and the doctor said the chance of a recurrence was low. He was hospitalized this time because he was smoking behind our backs. When I got back, I noticed some signs in his body, so I took him to the hospital. He received timely treatment and nothing serious happened.”
"That's good, that's good." Zhu Shiyi patted his chest, finally relieved after being anxious for so long.
“I own a car worth over 900,000 yuan; an apartment in my hometown county worth about 600,000 yuan; and company shares worth about one million yuan, but these assets are unstable and may shrink.”
Zhu Shiyi: ......?
A blind date?
"...What's wrong with you?" Zhu Shiyi chuckled. "How about I return the favor and tell you about my assets?"
Pan Yue paused, his mouth about to open.
Zhu Shiyi almost laughed: "Don't worry, I'll be done soon. I have three thousand in my bank account, three thousand on my guitar, about two thousand on my ukulele, plus other odds and ends, so my assets are over eight thousand!"
A soft chuckle escaped his throat. Pan Yue smiled and tilted his head. "So young, yet not living paycheck to paycheck. That's great."
“…Thank you.” Zhu Shiyi remained silent.
Actually, she's a spendthrift.
If she hadn't worked for a month or so, she wouldn't have earned a single extra penny.
Is this something that can be said?
Why are you telling me all this?
"......"
Pan Yue's gaze dimmed slightly. He lowered his head and pursed his lips: "I don't own a house in Jinrong for the time being. If the company is doing well, after deducting the 970,000 yuan I'm giving you, it will probably take another five or six years for me to buy a three-bedroom apartment in the new urban area of Jinrong. With the housing provident fund, I won't need to take out a mortgage."
Zhu Shiyi's pupils dilated.
Ninety-seven hundred thousand, all given to her?
Pan Yue must be crazy!
"I can't accept this!" She forcefully pulled her hand away from Pan Yue's, took out her bank card, and, mimicking his actions, forcefully stuffed it back into his pocket. "This is your money, take it yourself."
Pan Yue paused for a moment.
He raised his eyes slightly, his gaze flickering: "...The house...I'll put your name on it. Of course, I'm not forcing you to make a choice. I...can't guarantee the company's profitability."
He focused his gaze and looked directly into her eyes: "But if you choose me, I will give you everything I have."
“These are all my personal assets. Not a single penny was given to me by my parents. You can rest assured.”
Zhu Shiyi's shock was beyond words.
Under what circumstances would a rational adult male devote all his assets to another person?
“…Pan Yue,” she leaned forward unconsciously, staring intently into his eyes, “what exactly happened?”
A chilly evening breeze swept by, and Pan Yue's eyelashes trembled.
“…I’m sorry,” he lowered his eyelashes and tightened his lips, “I was greedy. I hoped to change you, to make you irrational, to make you give up better and more stable options and choose me.”
"..." Zhu Shiyi frowned. "What?"
Which is better? What's the choice?
"I don't understand matters of the heart." He looked up again, his pupils darkening slightly, reflecting the starlight and shimmering water under the dim lamplight.
What I'm trying to say is...
"You will never be a prisoner."
"No matter what your choice is, I will always choose to cooperate."
......
In the blink of an eye, a pure light suddenly appeared in his dark pupils, shining brightly and sparkling like starlight, spreading like wildfire across his heart.
"......prisoner?"
Recalling the past, she couldn't help but smile.
The Prisoner's Dilemma.
Zhu Shiyi understood.
In this game between them, he poured all his resources into making her choose him as much as possible. He would bear all the losses and all the consequences.
"What are you thinking?" Zhu Shiyi couldn't help but tap Pan Yue's forehead. "Even without these things, why do you think I wouldn't choose to cooperate?"
Pan Yue instinctively closed his eyes, and was stunned for a moment.
He stammered, "I..."
Zhu Shiyi chuckled: "You're the one who's really stupid."
She went a step further, standing on tiptoe and ruffling Pan Yue's head like a little brother.
His ears visibly flushed crimson.
A surge of heat rose in her chest, and Zhu Shiyi pursed her lips, suppressing her pleasure. She took a small step forward, put her hands behind her back, and tilted her head slightly: "So, is there anything you want to say to me?"
Pan Yue's eyes flickered. He slightly averted his gaze and blinked a few times, "...You..."
She could see her image reflected in his eyes, and the same warmth emanating from them as in her heart.
But he lowered his head slightly and stopped speaking, only making a few hesitant and lukewarm muffled sounds.
"What?" Zhu Shiyi leaned closer.
She wanted to hear him say those words to her in person.
......
She heard his heavy breathing.
Pan Yue's lips moved slightly, opening and closing a few times, squeezing out the word "I," then abruptly closed them, turned to the side, covered his head, and closed his eyes as well.
Zhu Shiyi's eyes curved into crescent moons.
My goodness, it's so much fun to tease an honest old man!
She wasn't going to let him off so easily.
Zhu Shiyi coughed, suppressing a laugh. She bent down, insisting on getting closer to see Pan Yue: "What about me?"
He turned to the side again.
But she saw a smile playing on his lips.
......
The wind from the riverbank brushed against my cheeks, and it was a little cold.
Zhu Shiyi rubbed her face and sniffed, "Is it so hard to say something? It's just a simple 'I...'"
A dark shadow flashed before my eyes.
A force swept over her, and she cried out as she bumped into his arms. Before she could react, she was enveloped in an extremely warm embrace.
Pan Yue held her tightly, one hand behind her head, applying more pressure as if using all his strength to try and embed her into his body.
Zhu Shiyi winced in pain and hissed.
He seemed to come to his senses, and the tightness of his embrace loosened a little.
There was a gentle pat on the back of her head. The next second, the arm around her waist tightened, and he leaned in, resting his chin on the crook of her neck.
She heard him, his deep breaths and his pounding heartbeat.
A cold wind howled by, damp and chilly, yet invigorating;
Zhu Shiyi, however, felt dizzy with warmth.
“That sentence,” he leaned on her shoulder, his voice penetrating her bones and flowing into her blood, “can I tell you it like this?”
Zhu Shiyi swallowed hard and chuckled softly.
She lifted her chin and rested it steadily on his shoulder.
"no."
She wouldn't let him off the hook: "You have to tell me."
Pan Yue's body stiffened.
“However,” Zhu Shiyi raised her arm, placed it on his back, and patted it gently, “I, as his older sister, can say that first.”
"..." Pan Yue loosened his grip, creating some distance between them, and looked down at him with a hint of inquiry, "Where did this older sister come from?"
Zhu Shiyi gave a soft hum, raised her head, met his gaze, and a deep smile bloomed on her lips.
"I like you."
......
The moment she finished speaking, she blinked, her face quickly flushing red, and in a short while, even her eyes seemed to become hot.
Pan Yue's expression changed in surprise, a flicker of shock crossing his eyes. He lowered his eyelashes slightly, his gaze sweeping over her eyebrows, nose, and face.
Zhu Shiyi felt her face getting even hotter.
"Why are you looking at me like that!" she said, raising her voice slightly, trying to hide her true feelings, but still speaking in a sweet, coquettish tone, "It's your turn! No cheating allowed!"
Pan Yue's eyes sparkled, his gentle pupils rippled with tears, and he smiled slightly, a deep smile playing on his lips.
“…Little friend,” he said softly.
Zhu Shiyi's ears tingled, and he asked in a daze, "What?"
The next second, Pan Yue gently pulled her close, wrapped his arms around her waist, buried his face in her ear, and breathed softly.
Itchy and tingling, Zhu Shiyi trembled slightly.
"Zhu Shiyi".
She heard his voice.
"I like you."
I like you even more than you like me.
On the banks of the River of Memories in the dead of winter, a lively whisper echoes.
A damp patch inexplicably appeared on Zhu Shiyi's forehead. He wiped it with his fingertips and subconsciously looked up.
In the dim light, as far as the eye could see, fine snowflakes were falling softly.
The pressure on his shoulder suddenly eased, and Zhu Shiyi was taken aback.
Pan Yue raised his head, stared at her, then suddenly closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly.
Her breath caught in her throat for no apparent reason, and she instinctively closed her eyes.
......
The snow fell heavily.
His burning lips pressed against her forehead.
Zhu Shiyi heard her heartbeat. It whispered along with the snow falling on the Yao River, merging with his pounding heart; she pressed close to his body, her soul seemingly resonating with his at that moment, coexisting with the world.
This is not an illusion.
He truly wrapped his arms around her waist.
Beneath the framework of reason, in the unseen corners, lies an extremely sentimental heart.
He traveled thousands of miles for her, arriving at her side in the depths of winter and on a cold night.
With tears welling up in her eyes, Zhu Shiyi lowered her head, buried her face in his coat, and took a deep breath.
A sense of security washes over you.
He really did smell like fresh grass.
“…You’re wrong,” Zhu Shiyi said, her voice muffled as she suppressed the stinging in her nose, “I like you even more than you like me, I like you even more.”
Pan Yue tightened his grip: "...I know."
Zhu Shiyi gave a soft "hmm" and snuggled closer to him, then suddenly realized something was wrong.
She suddenly tilted her head back, pouted in dissatisfaction, and demanded sharply, "What do you mean?"
Pan Yue was completely bewildered: "Huh?"
"You mean you don't like me that much, right?"
Pan Yue opened his mouth, at a loss for words: "...That's not what I meant."
"That's what you mean!" Zhu Shiyi let her pent-up emotions pour out, "You just said it yourself, you know I like you more, which proves that you also feel that you don't like me as much as I do, which means you don't like me that much!"
Pan Yue: ......
He tilted his head and suddenly laughed.
“What kind of tongue twister are you talking about?” Pan Yue turned his gaze over, hooked his hand, and gently rubbed the tip of her nose. “Let me explain the logic to you.”
Zhu Shiyi: ?
No way!
She suddenly snuggled into his arms, nuzzling against his chest and shaking her head: "Straight man!"
Pan Yue laughed so hard his chest trembled, and Zhu Shiyi heard it clearly.
He hugged her again and pulled her into his arms.
--
"When did you fall in love with me?" Along the banks of the Yao River, Zhu Shiyi leaned on Pan Yue, walking with a light step and a skipping gait. This time, she didn't need to make excuses anymore; she could openly hold his hand.
Just thinking about it makes me happy!
"Be careful," Pan Yue kept his eyes on the ground and held her hand tightly, afraid that she would fall. "You're jumping so energetically even though you're night-blind."
Zhu Shiyi ignored him and continued dancing while humming a little tune: "Isn't that what you're here for?"
She doesn't have night blindness at all; it's just an excuse to hold hands.
Pan Yue immediately fell silent and stopped giving instructions, secretly curtsying his lips.
“Don’t change the subject,” Zhu Shiyi shook him. “You still haven’t answered me.”
Pan Yue stopped and took her hand, lost in thought.
“The first meeting,” he said confidently.
"The first time?" Zhu Shiyi was startled. She tilted her head. "The time on the plane?"
At that moment, she threw the water and the glass at him...
His gaze drifted downwards, landing on some unknown spot. His ears burned, and Zhu Shiyi quickly turned his head away, no longer glancing around.
No way! What kind of kind person would fall for a strange girl who vandalized their place at first sight...?
“…” Pan Yue coughed, covering his mouth. “No.”
His tone was also a little awkward.
"Didn't you say it was the first time you met them?"
Pan Yue nodded slightly and said earnestly, "It was in the coffee shop that I first saw you."
Zhu Shiyi thought for a moment, and realized it was the side of her singing on stage.
"Why that side?" Zhu Shiyi pressed. "Is it because I'm beautiful?"
Pan Yue paused for a few seconds, then softly hummed in agreement.
Zhu Shiyi deliberately picked a fight: "Why are you hesitating? Don't you think I'm pretty?"
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