After Yan Xiuzhi finished his confession, he fell silent.
Zhou Ziyi also remained quiet.
Yan Xiuji stepped back and looked at his hair swirl. The man's hands were still touching Zhou Ziyi, and he could vaguely feel some imperceptible tremors under his palms and Zhou Ziyi's deep breathing. The two of them stayed silent and motionless for a while, and Yan Xiuji spoke again: "Are you moved to tears?"
The tone of the words was very light, but it was obviously a joke. Zhou Ziyi couldn't help but looked up and glared at him: "Do you think I cry so easily?"
Yan Xiuji: "I cried last night."
"You're still talking..." Zhou Ziyi was no longer in the mood to think about anything else because of him. He just wanted to kick him. "Why don't you say that it's your poor skills that annoy me so much?"
Okay, this is also a bit of a mouthful.
Yan Xiuji was not angry at all. He just looked into his eyes and said, "This kind of thing requires practice to become proficient. So will you let me practice?"
Zhou Ziyi: “…”
It was as if there was a groundhog in his head, screaming "Ahhhh!!!" crazily, but he just wanted to cover his face. Yan Xiuji seemed to have seen through his next move, and grabbed his hand with one hand, and held his chin with the other hand, perfectly blocking his action of covering his face again.
"So, is it your turn now?" Yan Xiuji asked, "I have already said what I wanted to say. What is your response?"
The big president's dominance suddenly arrived.
In other words, his powerful skills have been activated tonight, just increasing little by little, step by step. From the normal range that Zhou Ziyi thought, it reached the point of "being ashamed to face", and now it has entered the point of "having to respond".
Zhou Ziyi looked into his eyes, his pupils trembling slightly, and then he lowered his eyes: "...I don't know."
Yan Xiuji was not in a hurry, and patiently asked, "What don't you know?"
"I don't know what to do..." Zhou Ziyi sighed softly, "I don't think this is a good idea."
"What's wrong?"
"Well……"
"Are you afraid of being criticized?" Yan Xiuji said, "When you married me, you said you were not afraid of these things."
"Of course I'm not afraid of that." Zhou Ziyi said, "I just feel that... we were just colleagues to begin with. If we move forward... and then step back, we might become worse than strangers. It's nothing for you, but I..."
"Are you worried that the remaining 15 million will be gone?" Yan Xiuji said, "I can give it to you in advance."
“It’s not just that.” Zhou Ziyi scratched the sofa with the hand that was not caught. “If you step back, I will…”
Somehow, Yan Xiuzhi suddenly remembered the piece of paper on Zhou Ziyi's bedside.
If he suffers another blow, will the warning on that paper still have any effect on Zhou Ziyi?
"It's okay." Yan Xiuji hugged him, not knowing whether he was comforting him or responding to himself, "I know that saying 'we won't separate' now seems very shallow. But taking a step back, I mean, taking many steps back, even if there are changes in the future, do you not believe in my character? Do you think I'm the same as Yan Wenwu?"
"Of course not." Zhou Ziyi first denied Yan Xiuji's last sentence, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I... it's more of a psychological threshold. If you want me to describe what it is composed of, I can't say it. I always feel that if I agree to you like this..."
"It seems too easy?" Yan Xiuji thought for a moment, "It's too easy to let me go?"
"It's not your problem." Zhou Ziyi sighed again, "It's me. I'm confused and can't make a decision."
Yan Xiuji said: "You were quite decisive when you approached me, I thought you were not afraid of anything."
"Behavior and psychology are different! And you said it was a momentary impulse. Now..."
“Now you can act on impulse.”
"Am I crazy?"
"...I just want to say that sometimes being impulsive isn't always a bad thing." Seeing that he was stuck in a vicious circle, spinning around in circles like a wheel with no way out, Yan Xiuzhi decided not to push him for the time being.
Although Mr. Yan himself felt that Zhou Ziyi's feelings were certain and his beliefs were not to be feared, and that they were already married, and that their lives, environment, social life, and other aspects would not change, there was actually nothing to hesitate about. But Zhou Ziyi had a threshold in his heart, which was actually understandable. Major life events - even though they had already been done - always require more thought, so give him some space.
"Then I'll give you some time to think about it." Yan Xiuji let go of Zhou Ziyi and slowly stood up. He had been squatting for a long time, and his feet were a little numb when he just stood up. Fortunately, the CEO held back and didn't make a fool of himself. He even smoothed Zhou Ziyi's hair: "It's okay, I understand your confusion. Just tell me the answer after you sort it out."
Normally, Yan Xiuzhi would not give his opponents unlimited time to think.
All constraints are invisible. Just like when Yan Xiuji said at the negotiation table, "You can go back and think about it slowly," his real meaning was not that you can think about it without limit, but a kind of reverse pressure.
But facing Zhou Ziyi, Yan Xiuzhi didn't want to use these methods.
After all, family matters are different from those at work. Yan Xiuji was fed up with Yan Wenwu's behavior and secretly vowed not to become that kind of person since he was a child. To this day, he still insists on this.
Yan Xiuji also picked up the flowers and rings that were thrown nearby. The ring box was placed on the coffee table, and the flowers probably had to be put in. Yan Xiuji looked around and found a vase that was quite suitable, so he decided to use that to put the flowers in place first.
But he had just taken two steps in that direction when his collar was grabbed.
"Huh?" Yan Xiuji turned around and saw Zhou Ziyi pulling him, "What's going on?"
Zhou Ziyi looked at him: "Where to?"
"Let's put flowers on the table." Yan Xiuji didn't know what was wrong with him, but he didn't want him to be too nervous, so he said half-jokingly, "Why, have you thought about it?"
Zhou Ziyi: "I've thought about it."
"Huh?!" This time it was Yan Xiuji's turn to be surprised.
He had just been squatting here for a long time, saying a lot of good and bad things, but Zhou Ziyi still couldn't figure it out. How come Zhou Ziyi figured it out in the two seconds it took to stand up?
In fact, Zhou Ziyi made the decision because of the impulse at that moment.
It wasn't when Yan Xiu Ji knelt on one knee, nor when he confessed his love or hugged him, but the moment when Yan Xiu Ji stood up and turned to leave.
Zhou Ziyi looked at his figure, and somehow, he subconsciously grabbed him.
At that moment, he felt that Yan Xiuji was not only going to walk away from him, but also to gradually leave a certain line in his heart. Zhou Ziyi stretched out his hand without thinking and grabbed the other's collar.
After the arrest, Zhou Ziyi suddenly realized something when he saw Yan Xiuzhi's questioning look.
He always felt that his heart was in a mess and he had no answer. In fact, the answer was always there. He just didn't look at it. It's not that he was afraid to look at it, but rather that he was... unwilling to look at it.
It's like a climber who has gone through many hardships and obstacles, but hesitates to move forward on the last two meters of stairs. He can reach the top in a few steps and see the scenery of the whole mountain, but he just can't move forward.
I can’t really explain why, but I just feel a strange sense of reluctance.
But if someone said that if he didn’t go up now, he would miss the most beautiful sunset, then Zhou Ziyi would definitely rush up in one step.
Now he acted on impulse and grabbed Yan Xiuzhi.
It was also at this moment that he suddenly felt as enlightened as a climber reaching the summit.
——What is there to hesitate about?
- If you were worried that he would walk away, why didn't you grab him when he approached and reached out his hand?
Rather than regretting not grabbing it now, it is better to grab it now and then deal with it later when something unexpected happens. How bad can it be anyway? No matter what, 30 million is in hand, the worst is emotional pain. Can emotional pain be more deadly than losing parents and the collapse of the family? Once is unfamiliar, twice is familiar, come on!
In two seconds, Zhou Ziyi not only suddenly understood, but also developed a certain sense of pride.
Yan Xiuji was stunned: "You..."
"I've just thought it through. Don't you believe me?" Zhou Ziyi stood up, took the flowers from his hand, and held them himself. "Do you want to hear the answer?"
Yan Xiuji looked into his eyes and felt that his pale pupils seemed to be glowing, and also seemed to be carrying some kind of happy smile. He could guess the meaning behind it without any words.
Yan Xiuji was also infected and smiled slightly: "Go ahead."
Zhou Ziyi picked up the ring box on the coffee table, opened it, took out both rings, and gave one to Yan Xiuzhi.
"Now..." Zhou Ziyi stretched out his left hand in front of Yan Xiuji, "Please exchange rings."
Yan Xiuzhi looked at him deeply, then lowered his eyes and smiled, held his hand, and slowly put the diamond ring on his ring finger.
Zhou Ziyi also hugged the flower and put it on him.
Yan Xiuji noticed that Zhou Ziyi's hands were trembling slightly. Thinking back carefully, it seemed that Zhou Ziyi was also a little nervous at the wedding. This scene seemed like history repeating itself, but there were many differences. Neither of them wore white gloves, but their hearts were more fulfilled than last time.
After putting it on, Zhou Ziyi looked into Yan Xiuzhi's eyes and smiled gently.
"You may kiss your groom now."
Yan Xiuzhi seemed to know what he was going to say, and as soon as he finished speaking, their lips touched hers.
Unlike the light kiss at the wedding, this time it was a real kiss. Yan Xiuji held his shoulders, moved closer to him, and tilted his head to kiss him. The flowers in between were too much of a hindrance, so Zhou Ziyi's hands moved away a little, and Yan Xiuji simply hugged him. In the end, Zhou Ziyi hugged his neck, holding the bouquet in his hand, and the petals rubbed against Yan Xiuji's shoulders.
Some subtle sounds lingered around the two of them, seemingly invisible but able to ignite the air.
After several minutes, the two separated.
Zhou Ziyi's breathing became disordered. He looked into Yan Xiuji's eyes, but suddenly felt he couldn't bear to look. He buried his head in the crook of his neck and panted softly: "Yan Xiuji, if you dare to regret it in the future, I will sell this pair of diamond rings on Xyu!"
After hearing the first half of the sentence, Yan Xiuji thought that he was worried and was about to comfort him, but the last half of the sentence made Mr. Yan laugh.
He was just about to say that the ring truly belonged to Zhou Ziyi when Zhou Ziyi said this. His train of thought was quite a leap.
Yan Xiuji also remembered something: "Do you remember that I was the one who took the initiative to kiss you at the wedding?"
"I remember." Zhou Ziyi said, "You suddenly kissed me and scared me. Was it revenge?"
"That's a little bit like that." Yan Xiuji said, "But now that I think about it, maybe it was a sign."
"……What?"
"From the beginning, I didn't hate any sign of your approach."
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