late at night
Zhong Yunxi came out of the bathroom, his phone already muted, and the screen of his phone, which was lying on the sofa, flickered.
He brushed his half-dry hair aside, bent down, picked up his phone, and swiped it open.
It was 9 a.m. Beijing time, and he should have been working for an hour.
Xue Meng called him and sent him a message, asking for his instructions on the minimum terms for a project today.
He sent two concise sentences.
Before turning off the screen, I sent Xue Meng another message: "Regarding Si Jian's problem, you should contact the person in charge at M&K."
At the same time, Wen Ying's WeChat contact card and email address were sent to them.
She also sent a screenshot of her chat with Wen Ying from the morning, saying: "In the future, I will try to resolve these kinds of things with you."
Xue Meng knew that his tone indicated he was complaining about having his time and energy taken up, so he replied: Okay, boss.
The curtains were still only half-drawn as they were last night. The faint morning light before sunrise shone in, and Baiyi seemed to stir, burying her head deeper into the blankets.
He went over and drew the curtains shut, then sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her face out from under the covers. She probably wouldn't wake up until after midnight.
He went downstairs and looked into the living room. Some of the gifts that Bai Yi had opened halfway last night were still in their boxes, some were piled on the sofa, and the unopened ones were lying haphazardly next to the Christmas tree.
The aunt probably didn't know her habits and was afraid that she wouldn't like others touching her gifts, so she didn't take the initiative to tidy them up.
On the portable desk sat Zhong Yunxi's computer and the small wooden box Bai Yi had given him. No one touched them.
When Zhong Yunxi went to the restaurant, he came over and picked up a book of poems.
He would occasionally flip through it while eating.
On the pages of the book, there were some emoticons drawn by Bai Yi. He didn't quite understand what they meant, but he could roughly guess whether she was happy or unhappy.
Bai Yi's way of expressing herself is always like this: ambiguous, requiring one to guess, and if you can't grasp her subtle feelings, she won't express them a second time. Communicating with Bai Yi is actually very costly.
This is the kind of communication style that someone who needs to be highly efficient in their work and work pace will find most intolerable.
But Zhong Yunxi didn't expect that he would adapt to Bai Yi so well.
When he saw the emoticon again, he took a picture and sent it to Lu Xin, asking: What does this mean?
Lu Xin sent him a string of ellipses.
Ask him: Where have you been lately? I haven't seen you playing cards in the park for so many days.
Zhong Yunxi: In northern Xinjiang.
Lu Xin: Skiing?
Zhong Yunxi: I'm asking you what that symbol above means.
Lu Xin was speechless and sent him a complete list of emoticons: "Check it yourself. I mean, you're so old, and you're starting to study emoticons? Is it because your junior sister sends you these when you chat, and you don't recognize them? No wonder your junior sister says she's from a different generation than you."
Zhong Yunxi ignored him.
He went to the study to print a copy, and when he was reading the book again, he looked up the meaning of the emoticons that Bai Yi had marked.
An hour later, he went upstairs to check on her. Bai Yi was still asleep, her breathing steady, showing no signs of waking up. At that moment, he felt that he had been out of his mind last night.
It wasn't until lunchtime that Zhong Yunxi had no choice but to turn on a night light and wake Bai Yi up. Bai Yi squinted and blinked, adjusting to the light, and stretched out his limbs under the covers.
She groaned softly because of the pain in her lower back and bent her knees.
Zhong Yunxi held her calf through the thin blanket: "What's wrong? Leg cramp?"
Bai Yi said, "Zhong Yunxi, let's sleep in separate rooms."
Zhong Yunxi: ...
He knew where she was uncomfortable. "Come over here, I'll rub it for you."
"Have you forgotten what you said in the first place?" Bai Yi frowned and rolled her eyes at him.
He was gentle, afraid she would be uncomfortable. "I haven't forgotten, I said I would comfort you."
"They're two-faced and shameless."
Zhong Yunxi quickly admitted his mistake: "I will change in the future."
Bai Yi knew he was thick-skinned and wouldn't believe him at all, so she simply ignored him.
But she didn't last more than three minutes before she started venting her emotions again: "What's the difference between this vacation and working? It's even more tiring than working, and I'm working the night shift."
Zhong Yunxi chuckled, "You can't make that analogy."
Bai Yi wanted to get up and hit him, but the bed was too soft and her legs were weak. She couldn't kneel properly and fell into his arms again.
Zhong Yunxi hugged her: "Let's go downstairs and get something to eat. Auntie made a lot of snacks, you should try them."
She got out of his arms and went to the bathroom to wash up, not forgetting to kick him once.
In the afternoon, Zhong Yunxi packed up the ski equipment and wanted to take her to the ski resort, but Bai Yi refused to go out no matter what.
She was playing with Amir in the yard, glanced at him, and pursed her lips: "Go by yourself."
Zhong Yunxi raised his hand and flicked the long rabbit ears on her hat. He knew her temper very well. If he dared to leave her alone at home and go skiing by himself, he really wouldn't need to go into the master bedroom tonight.
She wasn't usually very clingy to him, but he felt that Bai Yi was dependent on him at this moment.
"Then I'll stay home with you. The sightseeing helicopter will be fully serviced tomorrow. When I'm skiing, you can fly over the ski resort and see the whole resort and the snow-capped mountains. It's very beautiful."
In the past, when he came to northern Xinjiang, even on vacation, he had a planned itinerary for every day, and he was never really idle.
Bai Yi wasted his time here in vain, but he didn't feel anxious at all.
Bai Yi nodded in agreement with his arrangement.
Zhong Yunxi must have planned a lot of skiing time during his trip to northern Xinjiang, and she wouldn't be so unreasonable as to make him stay at home with her every day.
In the afternoon, Zhong Yunxi made her Hong Kong-style milk tea, and she played games while lying in his arms.
He occasionally works at his office or reads the poetry collection that Bai Yi gave him.
A table summarizing emoticons was tucked inside the book. It fell out, and Bai Yi reached out to pick it up and looked at it. She almost laughed herself silly. "Zhong Yunxi, how can you be so stupid? Do you need to look up emoticons?"
Zhong Yunxi took the paper from her hand. "Is it that funny?"
Bai Yi nodded.
Zhong Yunxi ruffled her hair: "I want to understand you, what about you?"
Bai Yi looked at him: "What?"
"Have you ever thought about getting to know me?" Zhong Yunxi asked with a smile in his eyes, gentle and calm.
Bai Yi covered her face with a book: "No, you're so cold-blooded, why would I need to understand you and become as cold-blooded as you?"
Zhong Yunxi asked with a smile, "Are you cold? Then why do you hug me so tightly when you sleep at night?"
Bai Yi replied irrelevantly: "You should get to know me better, and learn how not to make me angry."
She remembered that she hadn't put on makeup today, and that there was a lipstick and an eyebrow pencil among the gifts she had opened yesterday. She got up to get them, then lay back down on Zhong Yunxi's lap and handed him a small mirror: "Hold this for me."
She carefully and slowly drew her eyebrows, tried two colors of lip gloss, and asked him, "Which one looks better?"
After carefully comparing them, Zhong Yunxi still told the truth: "It looks better without makeup."
Bai Yi: ...
Then she rubbed both colors onto his shirt.
He said it didn't look good, but he wore that shirt all night and couldn't bear to take it off.
The next day, Zhong Yunxi took her on a sightseeing helicopter ride.
Looking down at the snow-capped mountains, the view is breathtaking, and the sky is clear and blue.
While Zhong Yunxi was skiing down below, the helicopter pilot would follow his route, flying low over the snow-capped mountains.
Bai Yi saw him from the air, opened the window a little, and called his name.
Sometimes he could hear snowballs flying in response to her during the rapid and violent carbine turns.
Bai Yi watched in horror. It was the first time she had ever seen someone ski like that, with such a steep slope and such a high speed.
On the way back from the ski resort, she asked, "Weren't you scared about how dangerous it was?"
Chung Yun-hsi laughed and said, "Compared to off-piste skiing and heli-skiing, advanced carbines are already very safe."
In the following days, Zhong Yunxi often went skiing or took her to fly around northern Xinjiang by helicopter to see the scenery.
When she's bored at night, she'll post something on her WeChat Moments and get a ton of likes. Just like all girls who love beauty and having fun.
However, Zhong Yunxi has never appeared on screen.
Both of their phones were full of her photos. She flipped through the album and couldn't help but laugh. So she took a few pictures of Zhong Yunxi in the living room.
Zhong Yunxi asked her what she was filming and came over to look at her phone, but she wouldn't let him see it: "I was filming a Christmas tree."
"If you like it, I'll build you another one when we get back to Vietnam." Zhong Yunxi looked at the Christmas tree.
Bai Yi shook his head, "There's no snow in Yuegang, so the Christmas tree won't look good. We'll build it next year."
Zhong Yunxi watched her nestled in the armchair by the fireplace, smiling at him. Her hair was loose and disheveled, and the firelight cast an orange-red arc beside her.
He hopes that next year, the year after, and every year will be the same.
After spending a week in northern Xinjiang, the two returned to Vietnam.
Bai Yi happened to be attending a three-day academic conference at Runhe, and he immediately became busy upon arriving in Yuegang.
Meng Shuang laughed at her, saying, "Are you in such a hurry to get back to work?"
Bai Yi brought Meng Shuang some local specialties from northern Xinjiang. "I forgot to check the work group. I should have known better than to come back so early."
Meng Shuang opened a jar of dried apricots and tasted it: "Is it fun, Xinjiang?"
"Yeah, if I don't go see the snow on Christmas, I don't feel like it's a holiday." She chatted with Meng Shuang without any reservations.
Meng Shuang glared at her: "What Versailles talk? Boss Zhong has villas and airplanes. It's like you're just visiting someone in northern Xinjiang. Taking Air China and arranging accommodation in the village is more troublesome than going abroad."
Bai Yi blinked, her eyes innocent: "Then you can ask President Lu to take you out to have fun. He'll arrange everything for you."
Meng Shuang sighed, "Forget it. How can I enjoy traveling if I have to see his face?"
Lu Lin had just entered the office when he heard Meng Shuang's words, "Then whose face do you feel good looking at?"
Meng Shuang was startled: "Don't you have any manners? Can't you knock?"
Lu Lin: ?
"Did you see the sign on the wall? Medical Affairs Department. Do I need to knock?"
Meng Shuang, carrying the souvenir Bai Yi had given her, rolled her eyes at Lu Lin and left.
Bai Yi: ...
I wonder when these two will be able to talk to each other properly.
She handed Lu Lin a tote bag: "Mr. Lu, here are some local specialties. Thank you for granting me leave."
Lu Lin asked, "Where did she just say she was going on vacation?"
Bai Yi said, "President Meng wants to go to northern Xinjiang to see the snow, but he doesn't want to do any research and thinks it's too much trouble."
"Oh." Lu Lin picked up the bag, nodded, and went into the director's office.
He sat down in the chair and called Zhong Yunxi: "Your wife has taken so many days off, shouldn't you do something to show your appreciation?"
Zhong Yunxi was silent for a few seconds: "Didn't she bring you some souvenirs?"
Lu Lin snorted, "That's it?"
"Originally, it was only for your wife; what you have is something I fought for."
Lu Lin: ...
Finding it difficult to gain the upper hand in a verbal argument with Zhong Yunxi, he simply asked directly, "Can I borrow your plane for a few days?"
Zhong Yunxi didn't ask too many questions: "Contact Xue Meng. He'll handle the application for the flight route."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Lin went to Meng Shuang's office. Meng Shuang had just moved the oil heater next to the nap bed and was about to take a nap when she glanced at him and asked, "What are you doing?"
Lu Lin reached out and lifted the blanket she had dragged to the floor, sat down on the sofa, and asked, "Are you going to Jiangbei?"
Meng Shuang: ?
Seeing that she didn't speak and just looked at him with a puzzled expression, he asked again, "Didn't you want to go see the snow?"
Lu Lin continued, "I'll arrange the flights and accommodations, okay?"
Meng Shuang stared at him without saying a word, and Lu Lin sighed, "I'm not going to split the bill with you."
Meng Shuang laughed and said, "Which vixen did you learn your flirting skills from this time?"
Lu Lin: …………
He didn't need to play romantic games with this woman.
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