Zhou Ziyi tossed and turned for half the night and couldn't sleep. When he woke up at noon the next day, Yan Xiuzhi had already gone to work.
Zhou Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief.
If Yan Xiuji was at home again like last time, Zhou Ziyi would be so ashamed that he would want to disappear right away. Even if Zhou Ziyi could handle it, he could imagine how Yan Xiuji would react.
To be honest, Yan Xiuzhi didn't even throw Zhou Ziyi out with his luggage in the middle of the night, and Zhou Ziyi already felt that the CEO was very kind.
Besides, there are things worse than that kiss.
Zhou Ziyi committed the biggest taboo.
He seemed...really attracted to Yan Xiuzhi.
Yan Xiuji repeatedly warned Zhou Ziyi not to take it seriously, but Zhou Ziyi stepped on the edge of danger, and he felt that he was courting death. The young man had previously called himself a "professional", but in the end he got himself into trouble while playing, which was really the feedback of evil power.
Don't say that Zhou Ziyi might as well pursue Yan Xiuji right now, after all, the closer you are to the water, the sooner you get the moon. Zhou Ziyi knew very well that if he dared to do it for real, Yan Xiuji would definitely kick him out before he succeeded. If he used another tactic, such as boiling a frog in warm water, Zhou Ziyi had no confidence that he could escape Yan Xiuji's eyes. Nine times out of ten, the frog would jump out and kick over the bowl of water before the water temperature rose.
After much thought, the only way to avoid losing both money and life is to try to keep the money as much as possible.
Zhou Ziyi felt that he had to be more sober. He came to marry Yan Xiuji for the 30 million yuan, so he should not be blinded by love. For an impossible love, he cut off the road to 30 million yuan. If he posted it online, he would probably be laughed to death. President Yan was like a person who came to help with targeted poverty alleviation. He was a poor household, but he was causing trouble for others. When the time came, he would be heartbroken and fall back into poverty. He might as well just jump off the bridge.
Think positively, even if it's just unrequited love, you can still occupy the position of legal partner and live together for three years. I don't ask for eternity, I just ask for having it once. Others want to have it but don't have the chance, right?
Think of it in a better way. What if, because we spend every day together, I see Yan Xiuzhi's shortcomings and stop liking him, or I get tired of him after three years... wouldn't it be better to break up?
This is the only way Zhou Ziyi can convince himself.
But despite all the persuasion, Zhou Ziyi still didn't have the confidence to face Yan Xiuzhi.
Anyway, Yan Xiuzhi goes out early in the morning and often works overtime at night, so it is easy for Zhou Ziyi to avoid him.
So for several days, the young man did not leave the house, and except for the three meals a day, he stayed in his room almost all the time. He even slept until noon and skipped breakfast.
Zhou Ziyi skipped breakfast, so Yan Xiuji also skipped breakfast.
Originally, Mr. Yan often had noodles, sandwiches, soy milk, coffee, etc. in the morning, although not every day, but basically three to five days a week. Now that it has stopped for a week, Yan Xiuji, who was eating takeout breakfast, suddenly felt... bored.
He instructed Li Fei: "Find something new for breakfast tomorrow."
"Ah?" Li Fei was stunned for a second before she fully understood what her boss meant. "...Okay."
——What makes my workaholic boss suddenly so picky about breakfast? !
Li Fei complained in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it on the surface. She just said, "By the way, Mr. Yan, I bought ten pairs of glasses. I'm not sure what style I want, so I bought sunglasses, plain glasses, and glasses without lenses. Can you take a look first? If there are any that you don't want or that you particularly like, I'll change them later."
Yan Xiuzhi then remembered this matter.
Yan Xiuji told Li Fei about this because Zhou Ziyi had very few accessories and he seemed to like glasses. Now that Li Fei mentioned it, Yan Xiuji's first reaction was not to see what the glasses looked like, but to suddenly realize that he seemed to have not seen Zhou Ziyi in person for a long time.
How long had it been since I last saw him or talked to him, since that figure who fled in panic disappeared from my sight? Six days? Seven days?
I don't know if his injury has healed. That night I only saw the wound on his face, and I don't know if there is anything wrong with his body...
"Boss Yan?" Li Fei stood there and waited for a few seconds. Seeing no movement, she reminded him, "Shall I bring my glasses over now?"
Yan Xiuji finally came back to his senses: "...Give it to me."
Li Fei then went to get the glasses. Ten pairs, each with a glasses case, were packed in a bag. Li Fei put the bag on Yan Xiuji's desk and said, "Boss Yan, Huang Feichun from X Group wants to meet you this afternoon to chat. Do you have time?"
Yan Xiuji glanced at her and said, "...I'm busy."
"Would you like to tell him when he's free?"
"Need not."
"Okay, I understand." Li Fei listened obediently and left the office.
Yan Xiuji looked at the bag on the desk and narrowed his eyes.
——You deliberately sent me the photo of Zhou Ziyi being forcibly kissed, and you still want to get something from me?
——That’s too naive.
***
Zhou Ziyi had been cooped up at home for several days and felt like he was about to grow hair.
However, once you start to avoid this behavior, you don't know how to turn back. Zhou Ziyi thought about it and decided to resume his normal routine tomorrow. If I run into Yan Xiuji... then so be it.
Do I have to hide from him for more than two years? Impossible!
I made the decision, but after making it, the irritability that I had tried to ignore in the past few days came back again.
Chirp! Chirp! Chirp——!!!
Zhou Ziyi held a digital pen in his right hand and pinched the little white rabbit on the mobile phone pendant with his left hand. Although it was noisy, it was also stress-relieving and just a way to vent his anger. But his left hand also had to frequently operate the tablet's rewind and zoom in and out, pinching the rabbit and operating it at the same time, which was also quite busy.
While drawing, an old customer suddenly sent a message. Zhou Ziyi thought it was a new business, so he clicked it, but he was stunned when he saw it.
[Did you enter the competition with the picture I bought? Or did you authorize someone else to do so?]
Below the information is an attached picture, which looks like the results of a competition posted on W blog have been announced. The first-place picture was actually drawn by Zhou Ziyi.
Well, it might not be the one Zhou Ziyi drew, but it looked exactly the same. Zhou Ziyi had an idea, so he downloaded the picture and superimposed it with the original file in his computer. He found that most of them matched, but some details were different, so he had an idea in his mind.
He replied: [It's not me. I only gave you the original picture, and the copyright of this picture is also yours. Where can I get authorization? ]
After a pause, he added: [I overlaid the pictures and found that the structure and color are basically the same, but there are deviations in the details. I suspect that they traced the sample picture I posted online. My sample picture is only 300k small picture with a large logo, so it is difficult to trace accurately.]
The other party quickly replied: [Got it! Then I know what to do! Can I send you a screenshot of our conversation? ]
Zhou Ziyi had just sent out the word "OK" when there was a knock on the door.
"!!!"
The young man was startled, turned his head suddenly to look at the door, and asked subconsciously: "Who?!"
Yan Xiuji's voice came: "Me."
Zhou Ziyi also felt stupid after asking. It was already night time. Who else could have knocked on his bedroom door except Yan Xiuji? If it was a bad guy, he would have rushed in long ago, right?
But right now…it’s hard to say whether Zhou Ziyi doesn’t want to see the robber or President Yan more.
He saved the file, pinched the white rabbit, listened to the long "ji——" sound, took a deep breath, and then stood up and walked towards the door. As he walked, he secretly encouraged himself in his heart, "Zhou Ziyi, you can do it!" "Show your acting skills that will win an Oscar!" After several rounds, he finally put his hand on the door handle.
Then he pressed it down slowly and the door opened slowly.
After a week, the legal couple finally met face to face again.
The first time Zhou Ziyi saw Yan Xiuzhi, his heart skipped a beat.
——Tsk, the effect is comparable to that of a pacemaker.
Yan Xiuji seemed quite calm. He was holding a bag and looked at Zhou Ziyi. Zhou Ziyi was wearing pajamas and his face seemed a little ruddy. I wonder if he had just taken a shower. The most amazing thing was that this guy was holding a digital pen in one hand and a mobile phone in the other... The little rabbit pendant on the mobile phone was hanging in the air and shaking gently. I don't know what was going on.
Zhou Ziyi, who was already feeling awkward, could no longer bear it when he noticed Yan Xiuji's gaze on him. He had no choice but to speak first despite the invisible pressure: "What's the matter, Mr. Yan?"
Yan Xiuji's gaze returned to Zhou Ziyi's face, and he tacitly did not mention the previous kiss, but just asked: "Are you busy?"
"..." It was just a normal eye contact and a casual question, but Zhou Ziyi found that he couldn't control his heartbeat. He tried to hold himself back and pretended to be calm: "Ah, I'm fine, I'm painting."
Yan Xiuji didn't ask any more questions, but just handed him the bag in his hand and said, "This is for you."
"...Ah?" Zhou Ziyi took the bag unconsciously, and then remembered to ask, "What is this?"
Yan Xiuji said: "Glasses."
Zhou Ziyi repeated mechanically: "Glasses?"
Yan Xiuji: "It's for you."
Zhou Ziyi's eyes widened: "Give it to me?!"
"...Hmm." Yan Xiuji couldn't tell the real origin of the glasses. He didn't understand what he was thinking at the time, and he insisted on buying glasses for Zhou Ziyi. Now seeing the young man's surprised look, Yan Xiuji felt that whatever he said now would be like trying to cover up the truth.
He could only scrawl out an explanation: "It was given by my partner...it's not suitable for me."
"Oh..." Zhou Ziyi took a look into the bag and was shocked. "So many! Are you really giving them all to me?"
Yan Xiuji: "All for you."
Zhou Ziyi felt like he couldn't bear it any longer.
Yan Xiuji was probably just here to throw away "extra stuff", but Zhou Ziyi just couldn't get rid of the thought "He gave me a gift!" He felt like he was having a hallucination. He realized that his heartbeat was speeding up and his face was getting hot. If he didn't leave, he might be exposed.
"Well, thank you, Mr. Yan." Zhou Ziyi had no choice but to start "chasing people away". "Is there anything else? If not, I still have to finish the drawings."
"Nothing." Yan Xiuji actually wanted to leave, but a thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and he couldn't help but add, "You can paint, but don't stay up late every day. Getting up early and eating breakfast is good for your health."
Zhou Ziyi didn't understand why he mentioned breakfast at first, so he casually replied, "Okay, I understand..." Before he finished speaking, the young man suddenly realized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, I haven't gotten up to make breakfast for you in the past few days."
Yan Xiuji didn't really want him to make breakfast, but even Yan himself felt that what he said just now was like urging him to have breakfast, so he could only say, "It's okay, don't worry about it."
"No, no, I really should go to bed early and get up early to eat breakfast." Zhou Ziyi clearly wanted to avoid Yan Xiuji, but he couldn't resist the impulse in his heart, so he spoke in a particularly contradictory way, "Mr. Yan, do you want to eat something tomorrow morning?"
Yan Xiuji: “…All is fine.”
Zhou Ziyi: Success! He didn’t isolate me!
The young man didn't know why he was so excited (or anxious) and subconsciously pinched his fingers twice.
Little white rabbit: "Chi! Chi——!!!"
Only then did Zhou Ziyi realize that he had actually brought the rabbit with him.
Yan Xiuji was startled by the sound and frowned, "Why are you pressing this again? It's too noisy."
"Sorry, sorry." Zhou Ziyi quickly turned around and threw the phone onto the bed. "Then, is there anything else, Mr. Yan?"
"...That's all." Yan Xiuji nodded, "Good night."
"good evening."
Zhou Ziyi replied, and waited until Yan Xiuji left before closing the door. Then he leaned against the door, hugged the bag and sighed, "Alas..."
On the other side, Yan Xiuzhi also went upstairs.
He unconsciously recalled the conversation he had just had with Zhou Ziyi, and he always felt that something was strange. After thinking about it, Yan Xiuji suddenly thought of it.
——He... doesn’t call me “brother” anymore?
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