"Yes, yes, yes!" Wang Zichen's eyes lit up, and he quickly leaned over to pull his phone away, taking a photo with Yan Shenyu across the table.
The assistant next to them watched them take a group photo with longing eyes. Wang Zichen wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the assistant's eyes looked a little mournful.
After the photo shoot, it was time to eat. The assistant next to Yan Shenyu didn't say anything or eat anything, but quietly peeled crayfish for her.
He just didn't seem to know how to peel shrimp. He was like someone eating crayfish for the first time, either getting pricked by the crayfish claws or having the shell stuck under their fingernails. He worked hard for a long time but didn't get any results.
He really doesn't seem to know how to do things properly; no wonder he got fired.
After much effort, he finally managed to peel a lobster meat and carefully placed it on Yan Shenyu's plate. However, the latter shook her head and said indifferently, "I like to peel my own crayfish."
Wang Zichen clearly saw him freeze, then let out a disappointed "oh," and sat down beside him somewhat blankly, like a large dog that had been rejected by its owner.
“Xiao Yan…” Wang Zichen subtly sensed that something was off about the atmosphere.
“Ignore him,” Yan Shenyu said with his usual cold and indifferent expression. “We’ll eat by ourselves.”
After saying that, Yan Shenyu indeed stopped looking at the assistant and just kept chatting with him.
Yan Shenyu was witty and humorous, and he was knowledgeable and could talk about anything. Wang Zichen quickly became immersed in the interaction with him, forgetting about the big guy next to him.
After they finished their meal, Wang Zichen and Yan Shenyu walked out of the restaurant together. The assistant seemed to want to follow them, but after being glanced at by Yan Shenyu, he immediately retreated and simply stood silently to the side.
Wang Zichen took a deep breath, jogged two steps forward, and called out to Yan Shenyu.
"Xiao Yan!"
Yan Shenyu turned around and saw the boy standing at the restaurant entrance, looking somewhat nervous: "I have something to say to you."
Yan Shenyu stopped: "What's wrong?"
"I..." The other person opened their mouth, but lowered their head shyly, too nervous to speak.
Yan Shenyu didn't urge him; she simply stood there, quietly waiting for him.
From this angle, you can see Xie Siyan behind Wang Zichen. He is standing quietly at the door, staring intently at him.
Yan Shenyu looked away and saw Wang Zichen's anxious face.
“Xiao Yan,” Wang Zichen scratched the stray hairs at the back of his head, finally mustering the courage to look up and say, “I wonder if you still remember the first time we met.”
Yan Shenyu: "I remember it was in a bar."
"Yes, you actually remember!" Encouraged by the other person, Wang Zichen's eyes lit up, and he continued, "You saved me in the bar back then, and I developed some feelings for you, but after I returned to Haishi, those feelings gradually faded. But I never expected to meet you again on the show's set. Although it was only for a short time, I was really happy that day. I didn't dare to say anything then... until this time..."
"I think this might be fate, telling me not to hesitate any longer. I..." Wang Zichen clenched his fists, his cheeks flushed, and said, "I like you! Not the kind of liking a fan has for an idol, but the kind of liking that comes with love! It might seem abrupt, but can you be my boyfriend?"
There was a brief moment of silence after these words were spoken.
Outside, the traffic was heavy, and inside, the diners were bustling with noise. Yan Shenyu looked at the young man in front of him, and after a moment, he looked away and shook his head, saying, "Sorry."
Wang Zichen paused for a moment, then forced a smile and said, "It's okay, you don't need to apologize!"
"I know my confession was too sudden. We've only met a few times, and I was prepared for the rejection. Now that I can stand in front of you and tell you my feelings in person, I'm very satisfied."
Yan Shenyu nodded, looking at him tenderly.
Under his gentle gaze, the boy's clear eyes gradually welled up with tears. Then he turned his face away and wiped his face somewhat awkwardly.
Looking up again, Wang Zichen's expression turned pitiful: "Can I hug you?"
Yan Shenyu did not answer, but simply stood there, quietly watching him.
Not receiving the answer he expected, Wang Zichen lowered his head in disappointment.
“Let’s go,” Yan Shenyu patted his shoulder, “I’ll take you home.”
"No need, I can take a taxi myself." After being rejected for his confession and for a hug, Wang Zichen couldn't stay any longer and ran away in a flash.
He ran back to the hotel in one breath, and just as he got back to his room, he suddenly heard a takeout delivery knocking on the door.
Upon opening the door, I saw a bouquet of flowers in full bloom.
A card was placed among the flowers: "Wishing you happiness every day and that you find your Mr. Right soon."
The signature was a smiley face.
These are the flowers Yan Shenyu promised to give him before dinner...
He thought the other party had long forgotten, but unexpectedly he received it...
Wang Zichen stared blankly at the bouquet of flowers, and finally couldn't help but cry.
What kind of person is he? It's so mean to still spend money on him.
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After confirming receipt, Yan Shenyu put down his phone, started his sports car, and drove away.
Before leaving, he looked back at the spot where Xie Siyan had just stood, which was now empty and devoid of any human presence.
Yan Shenyu looked away and floored the accelerator. The sports car engine roared on the city road, and the night wind blew across Yan Shenyu's face, revealing no expression.
He didn't say a word after he got home until he finished washing up and was about to close the curtains and go to sleep. Just then, he saw twinkling lights above the lake, and drones were taking off in an orderly fashion.
In this sweltering heat, who would be interested in flying a drone here?
Yan Shenyu watched for a while, then closed the window and prepared to go to sleep. Suddenly, the previously chaotic swarm of drones formed a smiley face.
^_^
The familiar pattern made Yan Shenyu pause. His fans called themselves "Smiling Faces," and their signatures were always smiley faces. The flowers he had recently sent to Wang Zichen also featured this pattern.
This subtle shared feeling made him stand by the window and look out.
His room was in a great location; it was originally marketed as a lakeside villa. Yan Shenyu opened the window and looked out, taking in the vast lawn and lake.
Gradually, the smiling faces in the sky faded away and then formed the three words "I'm sorry".
At the same time, Yan Shenyu's phone, which was on the table, rang. After answering the call, neither of them spoke; only their soft breathing could be heard.
"Xiao Yan".
The next moment, Xie Siyan spoke. His voice came with the summer night breeze, low and deep, filled with deep apology.
"Don't be angry with me anymore, okay?"
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"Why are you falling asleep as soon as you get here? Would you like me to offer you a bed to rest in?"
The next day, at Xu Yi's birthday party, the entire villa was in an uproar, except for Yan Shenyu, who was sprawled on the sofa, seemingly lifeless.
“That works too,” Yan Shenyu said, lifting the book from her face and yawning. “Where are the guest rooms? I’m going to get some sleep.”
"Didn't you hear me teasing you?" Xu Yi pinched his arm, her voice tinged with sarcasm. "So sleepy in the middle of the day, did you have a three-hundred-round battle last night?"
"Don't talk nonsense," Yan Shenyu said lazily, slamming the book on the table. "I'm completely innocent."
Xu Yi: "Hmph, do you think I didn't see your WeChat Moments?"
Yan Shenyu posted a message on WeChat Moments last night.
There are no words, only a picture.
At night, hundreds of drones formed a smiling face over the city, with only a blurry human figure below. The features and clothing were indistinct, but one could sense an extraordinary aura.
"You think I don't know this was your lover's doing?" Xu Yi scrolled through Yan Shenyu's WeChat Moments, her complaint tinged with bitterness. "I understood this routine the moment I saw it: apologize, confess your feelings, and then start having sex."
“Uh…” Yan Shenyu: “Then I’m afraid I’ll have to disappoint you. We’re only at the first step.”
"Still being stubborn with me?" Xu Yi reached out and pulled open Yan Shenyu's T-shirt collar, revealing a pink stain underneath. "Touch the mark on your neck and tell me, did you actually have a three-hundred-round battle last night?"
Yan Shenyu: "No, it wasn't from mosquito bites."
Xie Siyan had no choice but to apologize by the lake, a mosquito's paradise. He was in such a rush last night that he forgot to spray mosquito repellent, and all his exposed skin was bitten. He was itchy all night and only managed to fall asleep just before dawn.
He hadn't slept for long when Xu Yi urged him to come to his birthday party.
These people can play all day long, but Yan Shenyu didn't have the energy. He waved his hand and said, "I'm going upstairs to take a nap. Wake me up when you cut the cake."
Having no other choice, Xu Yi pinched Yan Shenyu's waist and ran away just before he was about to lash out.
Xu Yi always throws a huge birthday party, not only in the garden and living room downstairs, but also in the rooms on the second floor. Yan Shenyu went up to the third floor, found a secluded guest room, locked the door, and went to sleep.
It was already evening when she woke up. Having slept for too long, she felt tired and didn't want to get out of bed, so she lay in bed playing on her phone.
The photographer sent birthday photos to the birthday group one after another. Most of them were of Xu Yi, the birthday girl. Occasionally, a few photos of Yan Sheng would appear. His brother was wearing a white shirt and standing to the side. He had a quiet and indifferent demeanor, which was out of place in the lively banquet hall.
There was also a photo of himself, a picture of him lying on the sofa sleeping with a book as an eye mask, which Xu Yi photoshopped into an annoying turtle shell.
Childish ghost.
Yan Shenyu left the birthday group chat and only then saw that Xie Siyan had asked him in the afternoon if he was home, saying he wanted to bring him medicine.
"No need, I'm at Xu Yi's birthday party."
Yan Shenyu typed a reply, but after sending the message, he felt the text was a bit cold, so he sent his own photo of Zhang Wu.
Upon seeing this, Xie Siyan on the other end of the phone suddenly burst out laughing.
Across from Xie Siyan, Secretary Lin, who was reporting on her work, suddenly looked horrified.
"Ahem," Xie Siyan cleared his throat, pretending nothing had happened as he put his phone aside, and said seriously, "Continue."
Sign what needed to be signed, reject what needed to be rejected. After finishing all his work for the day, Xie Siyan stood up and said, "I'm going out tonight, so the dinner appointments are canceled."
Secretary Lin stood there, watching Xie Siyan's retreating figure, a hesitant expression on her face: "President... President..."
"Is there anything else?" Xie Siyan was in a good mood today and didn't mind his hesitation.
"The marks here..." Secretary Lin pointed to the side of her neck, subtly suggesting, "Perhaps you should cover them up; the secretaries have been discussing them outside all day..."
Xie Siyan: ?
Two minutes later, Xie Siyan frowned as he looked at the marks on his neck in the mirror.
What's so special about a mosquito bite that you could spend a whole day discussing it? It seems the secretaries have too much free time.
That day, the secretaries in Wildfire Technology's president's office couldn't understand why their workload had increased instead of decreased, even though they had recently hired several more people. They were even busier than before.
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