My first time skydiving.
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Shu Yi experienced the sunshine and the wind at an altitude of four thousand meters, as well as her beloved freedom.
When she landed with satisfaction, Shu Yi almost fell into Coach Zhang's arms because her legs went weak.
On the other side, the guy with the camera couldn't help but chuckle when he saw this.
After quickly taking off her gear, Shu Yi saw Zhang Youye walking ahead and talking to Bo Zai. She quickly walked to the young man's side, crossed her arms, and asked him.
"You've been laughing ever since you boarded the plane, and you've been laughing the whole way. What are you laughing at?"
He awkwardly scratched the back of his head, his face flushed with embarrassment at the close contact with Shu Yi.
"No, no. Because Young Master You has never brought a girl on his plane, and, and..."
"And what?" Shu Yi pressed.
Perhaps noticing the warning gaze directed at him from not far away, the young man shuddered in fright.
He quickly took a few steps back to keep his distance from Shuyi.
"Ms. Shuyi, I won't say anything more. You'll see once I've edited the video."
After saying that, the young man ran away as fast as he could, leaving Shuyi standing there in a daze.
After exchanging a few words with Bozai, Zhang Youye walked to her side.
Seeing that Shu Yi looked quite comfortable in his coat, he chuckled and asked, "Are you cold? If you are, then wear your coat."
Turning her head, she saw that he had already taken off his windbreaker, so Shuyi quickly took off her jacket and handed it to him.
"No need. It's quite cold up here, but you won't feel it once you come down. It's already autumn, and wearing short sleeves will make you catch a cold. You should put on your jacket."
Obediently, Zhang Youye took the coat and put it on. He then glanced at the time and asked, "It's already four o'clock. How are you? Are you hungry? Shall I take you to get something to eat?"
This extreme sport is extremely physically demanding. You don't feel anything in the air, but as soon as you touch the ground, your whole body feels like it's falling apart, and you feel a pang of hunger.
"I am a little hungry, but could we skip the Western food?"
"What would you like to eat?"
After smacking her lips a few times, Shu Yi counted the days on her fingers. Since returning to the Shu family home, she hadn't had a proper hot pot meal.
"Let's have hot pot. I love hot pot, but I haven't had it in a long time since I came back."
Seeing that he took out his phone to send a WeChat message to the mall manager, Shu Yi quickly pressed his hand down.
"If we go to your mall, the manager will have to fawn over us and wait on me hand and foot, which makes me feel very uncomfortable. It's just the two of us eating, so can't we just find any hot pot restaurant?"
"Okay, you decide."
When their eyes met, Zhang Youye opened a map app and found a nearby hot pot restaurant.
He turned around and waved to Bo-zai before the two left the skydiving base.
...
When we drove to the hot pot restaurant.
It was exactly 5:15.
Pushing open the car door and getting out, Shu Yi followed beside Zhang Youye, holding her phone and nodding repeatedly into the microphone.
"Okay, Grandpa, I'll eat hot pot outside and then come back. Is hot pot unhygienic? Grandpa, I really like it, it's okay. Okay, we'll come back right after we finish eating. What? No need to rush back? Why?"
On the other end of the phone, Shu Qiyi was pointing the phone at the speakerphone and smiling as he spoke to him.
"You and Youye can wander around outside some more. It's not too late yet. Besides skydiving, there are many other fun places in Jingnan."
Guided by the staff at the front.
The two quickly entered the private room.
Speechless at the unusual attention her grandfather gave her, Shu Yi sat down in a chair and helplessly rubbed her forehead.
"Grandpa, how about I give the phone to Zhang Youye and let him talk to you?"
With her grandfather's permission, Shu Yi quickly handed him her phone and gestured with her chin.
“Tell my grandfather.”
He handed her the menu and poured her a cup of tea. Zhang Youye took the phone, his tone already back to its usual nonchalant self.
"Old man, speak now, what are your orders?"
"You brat, what else can I order you to do?"
Hearing his smug tone, Shu Qiyi rolled his eyes at the phone and huffed and puffed.
"After dinner, I'll take Yiyi for a walk somewhere else. Anyway, I've already spoken to your dad on the phone. If you come back late, you can stay at the ancestral home."
His gaze fell on the person intently ordering food. Barely suppressing the burgeoning desire in his eyes, Zhang Youye smiled and casually asked in a low voice.
"Shall I share a room with her?"
I thought the second young lady could curb the young master's arrogant habits, but it seems nothing has changed. I'm afraid the old master's blood pressure will spike.
Upon hearing this, Uncle Wei quickly picked up his phone.
"Young Master Youye, please don't joke around. The old man's blood pressure can't handle this."
These serious, old-fashioned types are not only clueless about romance, but also easily amused. The smile faded from his lips, and Zhang Youye leaned back lazily in his chair.
"Okay, I'll bring her back then."
"That's it, I'm hanging up."
He got up and sat down next to Shu Yi, put his phone on the table, and glanced at the dishes she had ordered.
"You ordered so much?"
Nodding, Shu Yi looked up and met his gaze, smiling brightly, "I had a lot of fun today, I haven't had this much fun in a long time, and you even became my coach. So let me treat you to this meal."
"Okay, whatever you say."
After saying that, Zhang Youye took the menu, pushed open the door, and handed it to the waiter.
With her chin resting on one hand, Shu Yi watched him take off his coat and hang it on the coat rack by the door.
He then pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his coat.
When he sat back down next to her, Zhang Youye took a cigarette from his cigarette case and offered it to her.
"Do you like this kind of cigarette? Would you mind having one?"
When Shuyi worked at a bar in Jiaxing, customers who knew she smoked would sometimes offer her cigarettes.
Therefore, Shu Yi, a male cigarette smoker, occasionally smokes as well.
The private room, occupied by only two people, was not only quiet, but the air also carried an inappropriate, ambiguous atmosphere.
Meeting his piercing black eyes, Shu Yi took the cigarette, calmly lowered her gaze, lit it, and let a puff of smoke escape from her lips.
With a confident gaze fixed on the man beside her, Shu Yi continued to rest her chin on her hand and took the initiative to start a conversation.
"To be honest, I've met so many men, but I've never met anyone like you."
"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Youye asked, a cigarette dangling from his lips, meeting her gaze calmly.
Although they had only met briefly twice, Shu Yi still frowned and thought about it carefully.
“Sometimes you have a boyish vibe, and sometimes you have a manly vibe, like when I was talking to my grandfather on the phone just now. So sometimes I think you have a youthful spirit, and sometimes I think you have a mature vibe.”
With practiced ease, Shu Yi flicked off the ash from her cigarette and leaned back in her chair.
Just as she was about to open her mouth to continue speaking, her clear and melodious voice rang in her ears.
"Really? But I'm more interested in which style you prefer?" he asked naturally.
Shu Yi took a light drag on her cigarette and smiled gently.
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