Because of Yan Xiuzhi's words "Let's talk about it after we have supper", Zhou Ziyi felt that no matter how delicious the braised chicken feet were, they were no longer tasty.
Although what Yan Xiuzhi said afterwards was not necessarily a bad thing, Zhou Ziyi always felt that it was like eating the "last meal before execution", and no matter how delicious it was, he would not be able to taste it.
He also unconsciously slowed down, trying to waste more time.
Yan Xiuji had been sitting opposite Zhou Ziyi, not eating much, nor urging Zhou Ziyi. He had a tablet, and it was unclear whether he was reading the news or company documents. Sometimes he would look up at Zhou Ziyi, and when Zhou Ziyi looked back like a frightened bird, Yan Xiuji would lower his head and continue to look at the tablet.
Zhou Ziyi was scared by him twice and finally figured out what was going on.
——What a stupid problem!
——Is it fun to scare me?
Zhou Ziyi complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out loud, so he just continued to eat slowly. The more he ate, the more tortured he became. Anyway, Yan Xiuji's attitude was like saying: You can dawdle as much as you want, I'll keep you company.
Finally, Zhou Ziyi finished eating all the chicken feet and pig brains. He couldn't finish the porridge, and Yan Xiuji saw that he was frowning, so he said, "If you can't eat it, don't eat it." Zhou Ziyi was as if he had been pardoned, and quietly began to clean up.
Yan Xiuji waited for him patiently for another ten minutes.
Finally, Zhou Ziyi even wiped the water on the kitchen sink, washed his hands, stood at the kitchen door and took two deep breaths before he went out (seemingly) calmly.
"Where shall we talk?" He stood not far from the dining table. "Here, or in the living room?"
"All right." Yan Xiuji thought for a moment, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Then go sit on the sofa."
"..." Zhou Ziyi was full of complaints but couldn't say them out loud, so he could only go to the living room first. Looking around, out of some "escapist" mentality, he chose a single sofa.
Although Yan Xiuzhi usually sits in this seat, his name is not posted!
Yan Xiuzhi sat on the sofa, the seat closest to him.
Zhou Ziyi saw him sitting down, his legs stretched out a little bit to touch his feet, and he couldn't control his nervousness. When he was nervous, he couldn't help but cover up his words: "What do you want to say? Say it."
Yan Xiuji had just sat down and was a little hesitant about how to start, but when he saw Zhou Ziyi was nervous and wanted to urge him, he suddenly found it a little funny.
After quickly going through the thoughts in his mind, Yan Xiuji decided to ask him a question first: "What do you think of me now?"
"……ah?"
Zhou Ziyi was confused by this question. It's not that he didn't have an answer, but there were too many ideas that popped up in his mind, and he didn't know which one to choose. It seemed that many of them were not suitable to be said out loud.
Yan Xiuji said: "Don't be nervous, just say whatever you want."
"...Boss Yan, you're interviewing?" Zhou Ziyi suddenly found it funny. "What do you want me to say? Nice person? Handsome? Lots of money?"
Yan Xiuji said: "Be serious."
"How would I know what you want to hear?" Zhou Ziyi said, "And what I just said was not a joke."
Yan Xiuji concluded: "So, I have left a good impression on you."
Zhou Ziyi: "What about that?"
Yan Xiuji suddenly smiled slightly: "Yes, if it was too bad, you wouldn't have stayed last night."
Zhou Ziyi: “…”
He didn't understand why Yan Xiuji suddenly inserted the topic of spending the night, but it scared him anyway. Zhou Ziyi felt like a blunt knife was grinding on his heart, and he couldn't help but said, "Boss Yan, you'll get a knife if you stick your head out or you shrink your head, so just give me a quick death."
Yan Xiuji listened to him slashing with knives and raised his eyebrows: "Is it really that exaggerated?"
"It's so exaggerated. Let's stop keeping you in suspense and get straight to the point, okay?" Zhou Ziyi said, "Anyway, I've thought about it, good or bad, you tell me the result."
"Have you thought about everything?" Yan Xiuji asked, "Including last night? I thought you acted on impulse."
Zhou Ziyi really didn't know how to answer, so he just threw in the towel and said, "I was impulsive, so what!"
Yan Xiuji asked again: "You said last night that you would not regret it, do you regret it now?"
Zhou Ziyi retorted: "I didn't regret it at first, but you keep asking me questions. I'm a little regretful now."
"You mean asking about your body?"
"right!"
"I just thought you didn't seem to have much experience, so I asked the doctor."
"Where can I find this kind of experience! But we are all adults, can we handle this matter maturely?"
"Be more mature? Like?"
"Just treat it as an accident, let it go, and forget about it."
"no."
“…”
Zhou Ziyi was so choked by the direct rejection that he couldn't think of what to say next.
"I'm a serious person, you know." Yan Xiuji deliberately straightened his attitude and said, "You've been so close to me time and time again, I can't just treat everything as an accident."
"Then why don't you just tell me the result directly?" Zhou Ziyi asked, "Why are you beating around the bush with me?"
"...Okay." Yan Xiuji stood up. "I wanted to lay the groundwork, but it seems unnecessary."
As he spoke, he pushed the coffee table further away, walked around the sofa, and picked up a paper bag from behind. Then Zhou Ziyi watched him reach in and take out a bouquet of flowers.
Zhou Ziyi: O, M, G.
The bouquet was small and cute, almost round, with blue and white flowers as the main part, dotted with baby's breath, and tied together with a ribbon. Anyone who saw it would think... this was a bouquet used at a wedding.
——What is Yan Xiuzhi doing with this!
Zhou Ziyi's head was buzzing. It's not that he couldn't think of what would happen next. But people are like this. Even if you have thought of it and you can imagine it 100%, when some wonderful things actually happen, you will still be dumbfounded.
Zhou Ziyi kept his eyes wide open, watching Yan Xiuzhi take out a jewelry box from his pocket.
He looks familiar... He's the one I met on our engagement day!
Zhou Ziyi remembered clearly what was inside, and Yan Xiuji's next action confirmed his memory. The jewelry box opened with a "pop", and the two diamond rings that dazzled a lot of people on the day of the engagement were inside.
Compared to Zhou Ziyi who was already dumbfounded, Yan Xiuji was much calmer. In fact, he was a little hesitant about what to do next, but Zhou Ziyi was so shocked that only his eyes could move, so one of the two should speak first.
Moreover, the romantic restaurant was not arranged, but Mr. Yan felt that the ceremony should still be done in a grand manner.
Well, it may be that Mr. Yan also needs some time to cheer himself up, so he went through so many complicated procedures.
"...Cough." Yan Xiuzhi coughed lightly. At this time, he felt a little suffocated even though he had taken off his tie.
Even the great President Yan was rarely nervous, but who would be very skilled at doing this? Countless people in the world were doing this for the first time since they were born.
Yan Xiuji stood in front of Zhou Ziyi and felt that he should say something in passing, but after racking his brains, the words that came out were dry: "I didn't kneel on the day of the engagement or the wedding, and now I..."
Kneel for you? The line is too weird, so let's not say it and just do it.
So Zhou Ziyi stared at Yan Xiuzhi's face, from looking up to almost looking at him level.
The young man's pupils were imprinted with the figure of the other person kneeling on one knee in front of him.
——Is this a dream?
——Even in dreams there wouldn’t be such an exaggerated plot…!
Zhou Ziyi was sitting right here, but he seemed to hear Yan Xiuji's voice from the sky: "I think..."
"Don't say that!"
Zhou Ziyi interrupted him, suddenly bent down to his knees, and buried his face in his hands: "Stop talking!"
Yan Xiuji was stunned.
"...What happened?" Yan Xiuji didn't care about the flowers and ring in his hand, put them all down, and stretched out his hand to lift Zhou Ziyi's face to see the situation, "What happened?"
"...Don't say it." Zhou Ziyi pressed his knees tightly to prevent him from seeing, and the voice coming out was also muffled, "You will regret it, don't say it."
"I'll return to you exactly what you said to me last night." Yan Xiuji said, "I won't regret it."
Zhou Ziyi whispered: "You are just deceived by the false feeling of living together..."
"Do you think I'm someone who could be deceived?" Yan Xiuji pinched the back of his neck. "If you say so, then you were also deceived?"
Zhou Ziyi was speechless.
"Zhou Ziyi, I know exactly what I'm thinking." Yan Xiuji added, "If I didn't know, I wouldn't have asked you to pick me up yesterday even though I knew there was a problem. Can't I just go with the driver?"
Zhou Ziyi: “…”
"I want to call you to Yu Yanxi and take me away. What do you think I mean?" Yan Xiuji said, "And you asked me to help you last night, and I agreed. Do you think I am someone who can be taken to bed by anyone? If I were that kind of person, why would I wait for you? Isn't there one in the box?"
Zhou Ziyi said: "I just think that after all, we are under the same roof..."
"I don't think so." Yan Xiuji paused, and simply changed his tone, "Zhou Ziyi, are you afraid to take responsibility for your actions? The second time you forcefully kissed me, you even came to apologize. The next two times, you were just a coward? You flirted and then ran away, right?"
Zhou Ziyi was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean the second time?"
Yan Xiuji sneered: "You don't even remember the first time, I haven't settled the score with you yet."
Zhou Ziyi: “…”
——Where did this mess come from?
"You want to escape now, but I won't let you escape anymore. I'm going to tell you." Yan Xiuji didn't care about the flowers and rings he had prepared before. In order to get closer, he half-squatted. His right hand was on the back of Zhou Ziyi's neck, gently clasping it, and his left hand was resting on the sofa next to Zhou Ziyi's hand, as if he was half-holding Zhou Ziyi in his arms.
Even without looking up, Zhou Ziyi could feel the man approaching. The heat of his body and the feeling of being enveloped made Zhou Ziyi dare not move, but he could no longer control his crazy heartbeat.
Yan Xiuji's forehead touched Zhou Ziyi's head first, and Zhou Ziyi didn't dare to move. Yan Xiuji smiled softly, then raised his head and gently leaned against Zhou Ziyi's ear, lowering his voice but clearly saying the most important words.
"You know what I mean, don't you?
"I like you."
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