When Zhou Ziyi arrived, he found that the restaurant was in a hotel.
Moreover, after 10 o'clock in the evening, the restaurant suddenly turned into a bar. The lights flickered and the atmosphere was ambiguous, which made Zhou Ziyi frown.
He didn't have any objection to this kind of place, but Yu Yanxi's dinner was arranged here, which really made him worry whether Yan Xiuji would be taken advantage of. If he wasn't there today, Yan Xiuji's friends wouldn't be kind enough to remind Yu Yanxi whether his behavior was appropriate. After all, they had known Yu Yanxi for a long time, but they were not familiar with him at all.
When Zhou Ziyi was led to the box by the waiter, he still had an illusion in his trance.
——My trip is just like the queen going to catch a J...
Zhou Ziyi shook his head slightly, determined to get rid of this strange idea. But when he really reached the door of the box, an idea involuntarily came to his mind.
——I don't ask for more, as long as I'm still here, that's enough! Don't move your position to the upper place to start a business!
The waiter couldn't hear Zhou Ziyi's inner cries.
She knocked on the door, then simply grabbed the door handle, pressed it down, and pushed!
Zhou Ziyi took a quick look:...Fuck.
There were only two seats in the box, one of which was empty. Yan Xiuji was sitting on the other chair, and Yu Yanxi was standing next to him, holding his wrist and leaning over. Both of them had red faces, and their faces were very close!
To be honest, nine out of ten people would think they were about to kiss when seeing this scene.
The waitress who opened the door misunderstood. She instinctively realized that she had bumped into something she shouldn't have seen, and silently shrank back outside the door. As soon as she moved away, Zhou Ziyi was exposed at the door, frowning and looking into the box.
It seemed like Yan Xiuji took a few seconds to realize that someone was at the door, and he recognized that it was Zhou Ziyi.
He pulled his hand back, pushed Yu Yanxi away, and stood up: "...You're here."
Zhou Ziyi's rationality, which had almost exploded, was barely pulled back because of Yan Xiuji's actions and words.
He made a quick choice and decided to ignore the ambiguous behavior of the two men before, and walked quickly into the box: "Well, how are you?"
Yan Xiuji wanted to walk towards him, but after taking two steps, he staggered. Yu Yanxi subconsciously reached out to help him, but Zhou Ziyi was more agile. He took two steps at a time and rushed to Yan Xiuji, raising his hand to help him.
Yan Xiuji almost fell into his arms.
The smell of alcohol, heat, and weight all mixed together and hit Zhou Ziyi in the face. Zhou Ziyi was flattered, but more worried. He could only stretch out his hands to hug Yan Xiuji and tilt his head to look at him: "Can you still walk? I'll carry you?"
"A little dizzy..." Yan Xiuji rested his head on Zhou Ziyi's shoulder and exhaled a long breath, the hot breath almost burning Zhou Ziyi's ears red. His voice was a little low, as if he was holding back something: "No need to carry me... Just give me a hand."
"Okay." Zhou Ziyi originally thought about whether to ask the driver to come up and help carry the person, but Yan Xiuzhi seemed to be in a hurry to leave here, so Zhou Ziyi decided to take him away first.
The young man carefully changed his position, letting Yan Xiuji's arm hook around his shoulders and his hand around his waist. The man's weight inevitably leaned towards him, but Zhou Ziyi didn't feel any trouble or pain at all.
What is painful about this kind of intimacy?
He carried Yan Xiu Ji and slowly walked towards the door, then stepped aside to let Yan Xiu Ji go out first.
When Zhou Ziyi was about to go out, he turned his head and met Yu Yanxi's gaze intentionally or unintentionally.
Yu Yanxi was still standing by the table, expressionless, blushing as he stared at Zhou Ziyi. There seemed to be a different light in his eyes, which Zhou Ziyi didn't understand for a moment, and he was too lazy to spend more time on him.
The young man nodded and left the box.
Yu Yanxi was left standing there with a sullen face, his eyes becoming increasingly hostile.
***
Zhou Ziyi carried Yan Xiuji, and they were a little shaky along the way, but at least they didn't fall down.
There were also restaurant staff who came to ask if he needed help, but before Zhou Ziyi could even open his mouth, Yan Xiuji said "No". Zhou Ziyi had no choice but to say "No, I'm fine" and politely declined the other party's help.
After a lot of effort, Zhou Ziyi finally got Yan Xiuzhi into the elevator.
There was no one else in the elevator. Zhou Ziyi helped Yan Xiuji to lean against the wall of the elevator and carefully asked him to hold the handrail in the elevator before turning around to press the elevator button. The driver and Yan Xiuji's car were both at B2, which was still dozens of floors away, so they had to wait.
The elevator door slowly closed, and Zhou Ziyi went to see Yan Xiuji again.
He stood close to Yan Xiuji, looked at his face, and sighed softly: "You can actually be this drunk sometimes, I don't think I've ever seen that before."
Yan Xiuji had his eyes closed, but when he heard this, he opened them, his eyes dark and gloomy: "...I have been tricked by him."
"What?" Zhou Ziyi didn't understand for a moment, "You mean he got drunk?"
Yan Xiuzhi didn't answer. He stared at him with his dark eyes for a few seconds, then stretched out his arms and pulled Zhou Ziyi into his arms and hugged him!
Zhou Ziyi:!!!
It can't be said that he was surprised, but Yan Xiuji's hug was too standard! His arms were around Zhou Ziyi's lower back, his legs were slightly apart, resting on both sides of Zhou Ziyi's legs, and his head was resting on Zhou Ziyi's shoulders. He was almost body to body with Zhou Ziyi, like a large animal that was extremely self-disciplined on weekdays, suddenly pressing its prey under its body.
Zhou Ziyi was so shocked that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He was held tightly, and his heart was pounding. The smell of alcohol on Yan Xiuji infected him, as if he was about to get drunk.
But he didn't understand this hug. He felt that Yan Xiuji seemed to have misjudged something. He could only move his head with difficulty and struggled slightly: "What's wrong with you?"
It wasn't that Zhou Ziyi didn't want to struggle, it was just that he didn't dare to do anything in the elevator! There were cameras here, what if he moved too much and was seen? !
Yan Xiuji whispered, "Don't move!"
Zhou Ziyi already: “W-what…?”
"Haven't you noticed yet?" Yan Xiuji's voice was very low, as if it carried electricity, which made Zhou Ziyi's ears numb. His words shocked Zhou Ziyi even more.
He said, "The place where I was calculated...haven't you felt it yet?"
Zhou Ziyi: ???
Zhou Ziyi:!!!
"You, you..." The young man was stunned and didn't dare to move for a moment, "He, you..."
Yan Xiuzhi actually... stood up!
Although it wasn't obvious yet, Zhou Ziyi could feel it right away because he was so close to him. Zhou Ziyi was so shocked that his mind went blank for a few seconds. He felt that he should be able to connect the cause and effect, but his panic made his brain unable to function normally, and it only echoed with a meaningless buzzing sound.
"It should be the wine... those two bottles of Romanee-Conti." Yan Xiuji's face was on the side of Zhou Ziyi's neck. The young man's slightly cool skin made Yan Xiuji unconsciously stick to his neck. "He made some moves, and I was not prepared for him."
Zhou Ziyi couldn't let go of Yan Xiuji, nor could he hold him. He felt that he should help Yan Xiuji block the way, but he was worried that the elevator door would suddenly open and someone else would get in. His heart almost jumped out of his throat, but his hands tightly grasped the clothes on Yan Xiuji's waist, and he didn't move a step.
Yan Xiuji said: "Your heartbeat seems to be faster than mine."
Zhou Ziyi couldn't explain this. He pressed against Yan Xiuji, feeling his reaction. On the one hand, he felt offended, but on the other hand, he felt happy because of the intimacy. He was almost going crazy, so he could only find random topics to talk about: "Don't you have anyone else tonight?"
"He lied to me and said there were people, but after I came here, I didn't see anyone else." Yan Xiuji's breathing was a little rapid, and his hot breath was in Zhou Ziyi's neck, making Zhou Ziyi tremble all over. "He said he would leave in two days, and this meal was considered a farewell meal. I was soft-hearted for a moment..."
Zhou Ziyi didn't know what to say.
Yu Yanxi has been a friend of Yan Xiuji for many years. Even if Yan Xiuji was on guard against him, he would never think that there would be something wrong with a meal or a bottle of wine. Yu Yanxi did this, perhaps to try his best, and then use Yan Xiuji's guilt and sense of responsibility to achieve his goal. However, by doing this to his childhood friend, isn't Yu Yanxi afraid of losing more than he gains, and instead ruining their friendship?
Zhou Ziyi was not sure what Yan Xiuzhi thought of Yu Yanxi, but judging from the current situation, at least Yan Xiuzhi did not want to go with him.
After thinking about it, Zhou Ziyi felt that he had no right to blame anyone, so he sighed softly: "This is not your fault."
Yan Xiuji asked: "You don't blame me?"
Zhou Ziyi lowered his eyes: "I have no right to blame you."
Yan Xiuji asked again: "Do you feel sick now?"
Zhou Ziyi didn't dare to answer.
He just felt that Yu Yanxi made a very important wrong move, and now it was his turn to make a move, and he had to hesitate.
Yan Xiu Ji didn't seem to force him to answer. The two of them were silent for a while. When the announcement that the elevator had arrived at B2 sounded, Yan Xiu Ji took the initiative to let go of Zhou Ziyi.
But he was still a little shaky when he walked, so Zhou Ziyi hurried over to help him. The lights in the parking lot were pale, and Zhou Ziyi subconsciously glanced at Yan Xiuji's waist. He didn't know if it was because of what he had felt just now... but he always felt that it was actually very obvious.
Fortunately, there was no one else in the parking lot and they got on the bus smoothly.
As soon as Zhou Ziyi sat down on the other side, Yan Xiuzhi reached out his hand and held his tightly.
Zhou Ziyi didn't know how to shake him off, nor did he know how to shake him back. He didn't dare to look at Yan Xiuji, and looked out the window as if to avoid him, feeling very uncomfortable.
The vehicle started moving.
***
The driver, Xiao Li, sent the boss and his wife downstairs and asked if they needed his help. Zhou Ziyi replied "No", so Xiao Li decisively dropped them off and went to park the car.
He always felt that even though no one was talking in the car just now, there was always a stagnant atmosphere that almost made him unable to breathe. The matter between the boss and his wife was not something he could get involved in, so he had better get out of here quickly.
In fact, Zhou Ziyi didn't dare to ask the driver for help because he was afraid that he would notice something strange about Yan Xiuzhi.
After much difficulty, Zhou Ziyi finally got Yan Xiuji back home. He helped Yan Xiuji to lean against the wall, then turned on the light in the entrance hall and closed the door. When he turned around, he found Yan Xiuji leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, breathing softly.
"…What on earth did he do to you?" Zhou Ziyi asked, "If it really doesn't work, do you want to see a doctor?"
"...No need." Yan Xiuji's answer was expected. He probably couldn't afford to lose face by seeing a doctor for such a matter. He took two deep breaths and said, "I'll just take a cold shower to cool down."
"Take a cold shower in this weather..." Zhou Ziyi frowned, walked closer to him, and looked at his face, "Can you solve it yourself? Or, can I help you?"
Yan Xiuji suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Zhou Ziyi with emotion.
Zhou Ziyi shuddered when he was stared at, but he still tried to say: "Well, the first time is strange, the second time is familiar, just treat me as a machine..."
The man suddenly raised his hand, pressed the young man's shoulder, turned around, and pressed him against the wall!
"I won't treat you as a machine." Yan Xiuji stared at the young man with wide eyes. His eyes became sharp, but the caution in his words was hard to ignore. "Don't say such things again. Don't humiliate yourself like this."
"...I don't think this is an insult." Having said this, Zhou Ziyi simply gave up, "I got you back, so I just want to take away the fruits of his victory, is that not okay? In fact, my ideas are no different from his. If you want to hate me, then... well..."
Yan Xiuji kissed him.
Active, second time. Open mouth, first time.
But this kiss was still just a taste. Yan Xiuji closed his eyes and said in a restrained manner, "Don't be impulsive. You will regret it."
"I won't!" Zhou Ziyi held his face, looked at him deeply, and then kissed him.
Yan Xiuzhi closed his eyes and finally gave up resisting his own reason.
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