On the last day of their honeymoon, Yan Xiuzhi spent it in a "chase battle" with Zhou Ziyi.
The so-called "chase battle" means that Yan Xiuji is sitting quietly, and Zhou Ziyi can pop up from anywhere, holding eye drops and asking him: "Brother, are your eyes okay? Can you put some eye drops in?"
If Yan Xiuzhi agreed to use eye drops, it would be fine. But if Yan Xiuzhi said "no", it would be terrible.
Zhou Ziyi would ask the question every few minutes, just like an alarm clock that says “ring again in five minutes”, and his statements would become more and more “demon-like”.
"Brother, do you want some eye drops?"
"Boss Yan, do you need any special service, such as ordering some water?"
"Boss, can I order you a Le He Le He?"
"Sir, does Lei miss me?"
President Yan couldn't stand it any longer: "What are you talking about!"
Zhou Ziyi didn't dare to say that it was a phrase used in old gang movies to seduce prostitutes, and he had imitated it in a weird way. The young man could only hold the eye drops and said confidently: "Eye drops are a treasure, it's good for you and me!"
Yan Xiuji now remembered where this line came from: "Do you know what this slogan is? Just tell me!"
Zhou Ziyi blinked and pretended to be stupid: "What kind of advertising slogan is that?"
Yan Xiuji: “…”
Even the big president couldn't say it, because if the lines were the same for each character, then everything would be messed up.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Zhou Ziyi opened his mouth to say something else, but Yan Xiuji interrupted him immediately: "Okay, I'll put some eye drops in, you shut up!"
Zhou Ziyi then smiled, with a little pride and sparkling eyes. Yan Xiuji saw this and thought that he really deserved to be punished, but on the other hand, he silently felt that only this person was suitable to make such an expression.
If someone else tried the same thing, Yan Xiuzhi would have wanted to expose him within three seconds.
However, Mr. Yan's agreement to put eye drops in was only the first step of the process. The second step was for the two to have a heated discussion on "who should do the eye drops?"
In short, it was a primary school student quarrel, "I'll do it!" "I'll do it myself!" After a few minutes of tug-of-war, Yan Xiuji was exhausted and reflected, "How could I let him lead me into such a childish situation?" Zhou Ziyi was declared the winner.
Then, Zhou Ziyi forced him to sit down, held his face and put eye drops in it.
After ordering, Yan Xiuji wanted to get up and leave, but Zhou Ziyi didn't let him. He held his face and held him still: "Don't get up right away, the eye drops are going to run away!"
Yan Xiuji criticized him: "Where did you learn these perverted ideas?"
"My mother said so." Zhou Ziyi covered Yan Xiuji's head with his hands, looked down at him, and said slowly, "When I was a kid, after swimming, my mother asked me to put eye drops in my eyes. After that, I had to lie down for three minutes without moving."
President Yan actually has a lot to say.
But Zhou Ziyi suddenly mentioned his mother. Yan Xiuzhi was afraid that he would feel sad when he talked about it, so he hesitated for a moment and did not refute it.
Just close your eyes and endure these three minutes.
Zhou Ziyi was afraid that he would be bored, so he chatted with him again: "By the way, speaking of my mom, I also told my parents about our relationship."
Yan Xiuji was surprised. He thought Zhou Ziyi had such good conditions before, and now she married a man for money, so she must not want to tell others the truth. But on second thought, Yan Xiuji thought that Zhou Ziyi might have nowhere to talk or vent, so she ran to talk to her deceased relatives.
As if by some strange coincidence, Yan Xiuji interrupted him and asked, "Did you tell me about your contract marriage?"
Zhou Ziyi smiled and said, "I said there is a good man who wants to help me pay off my debts. He is handsome, has a good temper, and has money. I will live with him for three years. He said he would go east, but I would not go west. He asked me to chase dogs, but I would not chase chickens. Anyway, I sell my art instead of my body, and I found a good job..."
Even if Yan Xiuji was dumb, he knew that his nonsense was just made up to make people laugh.
The CEO said calmly: "I have a good temper?"
Zhou Ziyi said without hesitation: "Okay!"
Yan Xiuji sneered: "You are the first person to say that I have a good temper."
Zhou Ziyi didn't feel guilty at all: "That's because others have no vision!"
"..." Yan Xiuji opened his eyes and looked at his watch. "Three minutes."
After saying that, he pushed Zhou Ziyi away, stood up and left.
Zhou Ziyi waved a fake handkerchief from behind: "Sir, please come again!"
President Yan entered the master bedroom without hesitation and locked the door.
***
And wash your eyes.
Just like the day before, Zhou Ziyi sat on the sofa, covered himself with a bath towel, patted his side twice, and waited for President Yan to "arrest automatically." Yan Xiuji suspected that this method was similar to calling a dog over, but he had no evidence.
Then Mr. Yan went over and lay on Zhou Ziyi's legs again and again... again.
He no longer wanted to ask Zhou Ziyi why he couldn't just do it on the recliner outside, or even on the sofa. After the childish debate about "who will put the eye drops in", Mr. Yan felt that "why do you have to lie on your legs" was also a bunch of meaningless nonsense, so he accepted his fate in advance.
——If I had known that this guy would be so troublesome, I would not have admitted that I went down to save him.
——Knowing this earlier is priceless.
Tired, Mr. Yan finished the three-piece set of "washing eyes, putting in eye drops, and applying ointment" and was about to get up, but Zhou Ziyi was still trying to get himself killed, so he gently patted him on the forehead twice: "Alright, Xiaoxiu!"
Yan Xiuji narrowed his eyes.
He sat up suddenly, grabbed Zhou Ziyi's collar and pushed him down!
"Is it fun to play tricks on me?" The man leaned over and looked at the young man, his tone filled with a strong warning, "Don't push your luck."
"Xiao Xiu" is how the elders in the family call him. Apart from relatives, no one else has ever called him that - no one else has the courage to call him that. After Zhou Ziyi went to the Yan family, he had always been well behaved. Now that he suddenly learned to call him that, Yan Xiuji was annoyed by him for the past two days, and he couldn't hold it back any longer.
Zhou Ziyi was pressed down on the sofa and was stunned for a second. He looked at the man on the sofa and blinked: "Are you angry?"
"Stop smiling so frivolously!" Yan Xiuji stared at him. "After you escaped punishment once, do you think I won't punish you? Do you think I'm a paper tiger?"
"...No, I definitely didn't think so!" Zhou Ziyi opened his eyes wide, "I was just afraid that it would be awkward if it was too quiet, so I just made up something to say! I didn't know you didn't like people calling you 'Xiao Xiu'!"
His tone was full of surprise and injustice, as if he hadn't expected Yan Xiuji to get angry about this: "Brother, think about it, think about it carefully, I didn't say anything, I just said 'OK', the first part is just a name. I just suddenly remembered that someone called you that. If you don't like it, just say no, why do you have to commit domestic violence."
After hearing the first half, President Yan felt that he was right, and his anger was half gone. After hearing the second half, he immediately let go: "I didn't mean to hit you."
But Yan Xiuji himself didn't think this was very convincing. His legs were clasped around Zhou Ziyi's legs, one hand was resting on the man's head, and the other hand was just holding the man's collar. When he leaned over, it was really like a cage of total suppression.
Zhou Ziyi was quite tall, and he looked really aggrieved that he was held down by him.
"This is not domestic violence, don't talk nonsense."
"...Oh." Zhou Ziyi was very sensible and gave up those jokes, saying obediently, "I know." Yan Xiuji saw that he really misunderstood him, and for a moment he was a little embarrassed, so he had to make up for it while standing up: "You have talked back too many times these past two days, I just want you to listen."
"Okay, I'll be obedient next time." Zhou Ziyi sat up. Seeing Yan Xiuji was about to stand up and leave, Zhou Ziyi suddenly raised his hands and held his face with both hands: "Wait, brother!"
He was so startled that Yan Xiuji stopped moving out of shock rather than in cooperation: "...What?"
Zhou Ziyi stared into the man's eyes and said, "Brother, I feel like the redness and swelling of your eyes haven't subsided much... Are you really not feeling any worse?"
Yan Xiu Ji didn't feel anything at first, but after Zhou Ziyi said that, Yan Xiu Ji subconsciously raised his hand to touch it.
Bang!
Zhou Ziyi hit his hand gently: "Brother! You can't touch it!"
Yan Xiu Ji: “…” Well, he got hit first.
"It feels about the same as yesterday." Yan Xiuji had no choice but to say, "Neither heavier nor lighter."
"Hey, we have to go to the hospital again after we return home. It's not good to keep doing this." Zhou Ziyi stared at him carefully, until Yan Xiuji felt uncomfortable, and then he let go of his hand. "For now, all we can do is continue to use more eye drops."
Yan Xiuji: "... Is your goal to finish a bottle in one day?"
Zhou Ziyi: "Boss, you have hundreds of millions of assets, why would you save a bottle of eye drops?"
Yan Xiuji: “…”
Mr. Yan didn't want to argue and turned away.
***
Another day passed, and it was the day to leave the island.
Although the flight was at noon, Zhou Ziyi still got up early and started packing. In fact, he was very quick and efficient, and he had made a packing plan, so he was not in a hurry; but because the villa was so big, he was used to checking every place to see if there was anything left behind... so he walked around and around.
When President Yan came out to eat breakfast in the morning, Zhou Ziyi was already on his first round of the tour; when President Yan finished packing his luggage and left the master bedroom, Zhou Ziyi was still lifting the sofa cushions. President Yan was speechless: "Are you checking things or clearing mines? Are you going to turn this house upside down?"
"It's just... a habit." Zhou Ziyi looked back at him after hearing this. "I wasn't like this before. I don't know when it started, but I always feel anxious and worried when I'm about to leave. Maybe I have some psychological problems. Don't worry about me."
Zhou Ziyi's tone was quite calm, but Yan Xiuzhi suddenly remembered the information he had read before, which said that he hurriedly dropped out of school and returned home when his parents passed away.
At that time, did he also check his room over and over again, forcing himself to divert his attention?
Yan Xiuji didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly said, "You don't have to go out, I'll go."
Zhou Ziyi was just walking to the French window in the living room, about to step out and go down the stairs. Hearing this, he turned his head and looked at him: "Ah? No, your eyes are uncomfortable now, don't go out and irritate your eyes."
Mr. Yan was prepared. He picked up the sunglasses hanging on his collar and put them on: "Okay."
"...Okay, cool guy." Zhou Ziyi said with a smile, "Then I'll leave the outside to Boss Yan."
Yan Xiuji also left the living room and approached him: "You can go back now."
Zhou Ziyi stood still: "I'll accompany you, Mr. Yan."
Yan Xiuji: "Are you afraid that I might miss it?"
Zhou Ziyi laughed and said, "How could that be possible? It would be easy for Mr. Yan to buy this villa."
Yan Xiuzhi ignored him and walked past him.
However, after walking up the stairs for several days, Yan Xiuzhi suddenly stepped on empty air!
"!!!" Zhou Ziyi rushed forward to grab him, then stepped on the ground with his heel. Yan Xiuji crashed into the young man's arms. Zhou Ziyi hugged him tightly, his whole body tense. Fortunately, there was only one step and the ground below was flat, otherwise he would have fallen headfirst.
“Fuck…!” Zhou Ziyi finally managed to stand still, and broke out in a cold sweat. “I’m so scared!”
Yan Xiuzhi was pressed against the young man, who was hugging his waist and back tightly. The heat was transferred to him, and he was unable to come back to his senses for a while.
He couldn't figure out how he missed the step.
His heart suddenly beat a few times as if he realized it belatedly. Zhou Ziyi, who was leaning against him, seemed to feel it and patted his back, as if to comfort him softly.
"Luckily I stood firmly this time, otherwise my butt would hurt again..." Zhou Ziyi muttered, then turned his head to look at Yan Xiuji, "Brother? Are you okay? Did you sprain your leg?"
"...No." Yan Xiuji stood up on his own and got out of his arms, "...Thank you."
The second time he was caught by the young man, Yan Xiu Ji didn't know whether it was because he fell too easily recently or Zhou Ziyi's reaction was too quick.
But why did Zhou Ziyi always pull people up without hesitation, even at the risk of falling down?
Was it just because he took the money?
"You're welcome." Zhou Ziyi paused, stared at him, and said seriously, "But, are you unable to see clearly?"
Yan Xiuji didn’t admit it: “No, it was a mistake.”
Zhou Ziyi was suspicious: "Really?"
Yan Xiuji replied calmly: "It's just the effect of the sunglasses."
Zhou Ziyi reached out and took off his sunglasses, raised his left hand and gestured: "Brother, what is this?"
"Three." Yan Xiuji slapped his hand away, "Stop it."
Zhou Ziyi: "Wrong, this is six plus one, it must be seven!"
Yan Xiuji: “…Go away.”
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