Chapter 60 The Gluttonous Zhu Yanhe! A sound broke the silence…
The sound broke the silence, waking him from his slumber. His soft hair fluttered slightly, and Ning Buyi became a little more awake, tilting his head back and grinning: "How did you know?"
Zhu Yanhe smiled, ignoring his question, and simply took out a long box from her pocket. The box was covered in black velvet and exuded an air of high price: "A birthday present."
Ning Buyi's eyes widened slightly. A birthday present, should he receive it?
He frowned as he stared at the box. It looked expensive, and he guessed it contained the ruby necklace. He didn't reach for it, but hummed in agreement, "I don't want it. Besides, you said it wasn't for me."
The black cloth box lay quietly in the man's palm. The two looked at each other. Zhu Yanhe didn't respond. He reached out his fingertips and opened the tightly closed box. Inside was not the ruby necklace he had seen last time.
Ning Buyi's eyes flickered, and a completely silver necklace came into view. A lock-like pendant hung from the bottom of the silver chain, reflecting the warm white light in the room, making it glow.
The lock was engraved with exquisite patterns, and the words "Peace and Happiness" on it shone into the boy's eyes, causing his pupils to tremble slightly. He looked at Zhu Yanhe, his tone filled with surprise and disbelief: "Is this for me?"
"Is there a third person in the room?" Zhu Yanhe responded, taking out the necklace. The icy touch against his neck sent a shiver down his spine. The heavy peace lock hung on his bare neck, and Ning Buyi couldn't help but stare at the silver necklace in a daze.
He had seen them before, but they weren't his.
I remember when I transferred to a new school, there was a classmate wearing red clothes who also wore a necklace with a similar shape, but it wasn't as shiny. That classmate showed off his necklace to everyone in the class, always saying the same thing: "My mom gave this to me! Wearing it will make me immortal."
Ning Buyi was drawn to the silver glint and watched quietly from the side. The little boy didn't miss the chance to show off to him, but he said something a little different. Ning Buyi had initially been peeking from the corner, but the little boy pushed through the crowd and came to stand in front of him.
She picked up the necklace and waved it in front of him, saying things that were anything but kind. She said, "Hey, newbie, see? You don't have it, do you?"
Ning Buyi simply nodded honestly. He really didn't have any, unlike the other children who all had silver bracelets, longevity locks, red ropes... His neck and hands were empty.
The people who were originally behind them gathered around, and the little boy in red said again, "Children without mothers are like weeds! We all have them, how pitiful, your mother doesn't love you."
At that time, Ning Buyi obediently nodded, and what they said was not wrong, because he no longer had a mother.
Their eyes were like those of someone looking at the big, skinny, starving yellow dog that often appeared at the school. Ning Buyi kept her head down, staring at her toes, the laces on her yellowish-white shoes frayed.
In the afternoon class, the teacher called on him as soon as he entered the classroom. He didn't remember what the teacher said, but the boy in the red shirt started rummaging through his old schoolbag. He didn't understand why the teacher was doing that.
He saw the little boy take his necklace out of his pocket, stuff it in, then pull it out again to show the teacher. The dark silver light went gray once it entered the bag. Later, he was made to stand at the door for the entire class period as punishment. He remembered saying something, but everyone else was talking, so he couldn't hear what he said.
"Is it expensive?" Ning Buyi's thoughts returned, and she touched the silver lock with her fingertips, looking up to ask him.
"Not expensive."
How much does it cost?
Even as he lay in bed at night, Ning Buyi couldn't help but ask. The antique-style wall lamp emitted a warm glow, and Zhu Yan and his arm were wrapped around him, nestled in his arms. His head rubbed against Ning Buyi's neck, and it was a little itchy.
Not many.
Zhu Yanhe spoke lazily, his warm breath brushing against Ning Buyi's neck, unexpectedly bringing a touch of warmth.
"Not much is not much, is it?" Ning Buyi cupped his face. Zhu Yanhe's eyes were still closed, his long, dark eyelashes drooping, softening his sharp features.
"Not much" means very little.
"How much is very little? If you don't tell me, you'll sleep alone. I'll scare you to death." Ning Buyi threatened him, broke free from the hand on his waist, pushed the man away with all his might, and rolled up the blanket to the other side.
Zhu Yanhe didn't speak, lying flat on her back with her head resting on her arm.
Ning Buyi turned her back to him defiantly, shifted her buttocks back a bit, and draped the blanket over him. There was still room for two people between them. Ning Buyi silently reminded himself that it was a kind act, not because she was worried about Zhu Yanhe. If he caught a cold, she would blame him!
"That's a month's salary of yours." In the quiet night, Zhu Yanhe's breathing became a little heavier as he slowly spoke with his eyes closed.
"Okay." Ning Buyi slowly snuggled back into his arms, pulling his hands back onto his waist. Ning Buyi could accept a month's salary, but not something he couldn't afford even if he sold himself.
Zhu Yanhe chuckled softly. He wondered if Ning Buyi knew that the longevity lock around his neck was worth millions, would he be killed by a pig or freeze to death in the autumn and winter in Denmark?
It's snowing in Norway. Large snowflakes are falling, indistinguishable from those on my woolen hat. The chill is kept out by my thick clothes. Ning Buyi stretches out her hand, and a snowflake stays on her glove.
Wow, so much snow!
Ning Buyi suffers from spring outing syndrome and didn't sleep much last night, so the two of them boarded a private plane to Tromsø early in the morning. They had just landed and Zhu Yanhe was taking him to the inn.
The entire land was covered in snow, a silver-white world. He held onto Zhu Yanhe's clothes and followed closely behind, stepping into the snow pits the man had walked through. Apart from the still objects, only he and Zhu Yanhe remained in the world.
Seeing that he himself was taking small steps but trying to keep up with those who were taking large steps, Zhu Yanhe reminded him, "Be careful not to fall."
"You won't fall—" Before he could finish speaking, as if to refute his words, the boy slipped and his body leaned forward uncontrollably, crashing straight into Zhu Yanhe, who was turning around. A muffled thud suddenly rang out in the air, and a human figure was reflected in the snow. The two of them fell into the snow together.
He leaned on Zhu Yanhe's back, chuckled awkwardly, and brushed the snowflakes off him. Damn it! Did he have to embarrass himself so quickly!
Zhu Yanhe felt a strange urge to laugh. He got up and helped him up, then took his hand and continued walking. Rather than letting him continue to harm the masses, holding his hand was clearly a better choice.
It wasn't until we reached the town that we saw people. The roads were heated by underfloor heating, so there was no snow. Most of the wooden houses were two stories high, clustered together in a neat and orderly fashion. Later, when the warm lights came on, they looked like a microcosm of the stars in the sky on the earth, warm and bright.
Ning Buyi's nose was red from the cold, and his pupils reflected a white landscape dotted with a few colors. This small town was like a fairy tale world, unlike their home, which was all concrete floors and concrete houses.
People of all kinds were passing by on the street. Zhu Yanhe led him to find the house number. The man had a five-day itinerary in his mind, so he rented a two-story house for convenience.
Finding the house and pushing open the door, Ning Buyi found it fully equipped. The doors and windows were tightly closed, and the temperature inside was much higher than outside. As soon as Ning Buyi entered, he started taking off his gear. Zhu Yanhe turned on all the lights and the heater. Ning Buyi was quite amazed by the Scandinavian-style interior for a while.
The back door of the house faces the sea, and there are several green plants on the bay window sill, which seem to be cared for by each tenant in turn.
"Zhu Yanhe, is it already evening?" Ning Buyi looked at the darkening sky outside the window and turned back to Zhu Yanhe in surprise to ask for confirmation. They seemed to have boarded the plane at five or six in the morning, how come time has suddenly passed!
In Norway's autumn and winter, during the polar night, the moon is almost always out, and the town is shrouded in darkness for half the time, making it difficult to distinguish between day and night without electronic devices.
"Not yet, are you hungry?" Zhu Yanhe took out his phone, which was vibrating in his pocket. It was full of pictures and messages from Ning Buyi. He didn't show any expression on his face, and just put it back in his pocket.
Tromsø is located by the sea, and most people here eat seafood as their main dish. Cod, salmon, and herring are common on the table.
Wooden elements are visible throughout the store, and the restaurant is lit with warm lights, creating a relaxed and tranquil atmosphere. A candle is placed in a copper tray next to the wooden table, adding a touch of orange to the colorless plate.
"What is this?" Ning Buyi pointed to a plate with milky white broth mixed with fish pieces and shrimp, topped with a pinch of chopped green onions.
Zhu Yanhe glanced at it and saw that it was the local specialty, cream soup.
Ning Buyi pointed to one point and then explained it. After a while, what Zhu Yanhe had said was transmitted back in another form. The boy on the other side kept swiping his phone with his head down, and his side was also receiving messages non-stop.
Zhu Yanhe glanced at it casually and said, "Don't eat it cold anymore."
He was focused on the message with his hair down, so he casually replied, "Right away, after I finish sending the message to my sister."
My sister hasn't been replying as frequently as she has been these past few days. The last time she replied was when he was in the bathroom this morning. It's probably because of the time difference. I'll send more messages so my sister can see them all at once!
Zhu Yanhe didn't say anything, he just started eating by himself, not eating anything else, but only picking the dish that Ning Buyi liked the most. It was nothing, he just liked this dish too.
"Zhu Yanhe! How could you eat it all!" Ning Buyi frowned, not believing what he was seeing. He took a spoon and scooped the fish soup, which was almost empty, and found only water and scallions left. He then looked down at the screen for a moment and texted, "Zhu Yanhe ate it all!"
"It's not good when it's cold." Zhu Yanhe's tone still carried a hint of a smile, almost like a child who had successfully pulled off a prank.
Ning Buyi was caught between a rage and a loss of breath. He glared fiercely at the man opposite him, constantly stabbing the cod with his fork. It tasted so good, he had only taken a sip!
The big glutton wishes Yanhe!
Zhu Yanhe felt no discomfort at being stared at; in fact, he was in a good mood. He casually cut the meat in his bowl, raised an eyebrow slightly, and said, "That won't taste good when it's cold."
Upon hearing this, Ning Buyi hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth, turning his initial shoveling into a deep chewing motion. He wouldn't give Zhu Yanhe a second chance; it was too much!
Ning Buyi didn't dare pick up his phone, which was lying next to him. The boy buried his head in his food, while keeping a watchful eye on Zhu Yanhe. He wouldn't give him another chance!
A burning gaze is like a fireplace in winter for a man. Zhu Yanhe savored the food on his plate with great interest. The food was just average, but it tasted much better with someone watching him eat.
After lunch, the two sat in the shop for a while. On the wooden table, Ning Buyi's phone rang twice. He picked it up and looked at it, his eyes shining as brightly as the stars outside.
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Author's note: This CEO Zhu has somehow developed some strange traits; he really seems like a silly little couple.
Perhaps the company had encountered a project requiring overtime, and Zhu Yanhe was working overtime with his employees, not returning home until late at night. Ning Buyi happened to be browsing through a list of 100 things a good husband should do, so she immediately went to the kitchen and made a large, filling meal. Knowing this, Zhu Yanhe waited in the basement before Ning Buyi even arrived, then opened the bag, holding the lunchbox and leading her upstairs, just to make sure everyone who saw him knew his wife had brought him food. Then, in the office, she opened the lunchbox, looked at the not-so-appetizing lump inside and Ning Buyi's expectant eyes, and forced herself to eat it. From then on, Zhu Yanhe would bring Ning Buyi with her whenever she worked overtime, afraid that cooking at home would hurt both of them at the same time. [doge emoji]
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