Mainly because he gave too much money

Zhou Ziyi cried on Yan Xiuji's shoulder for about ten minutes, and then gradually stopped crying.

After returning rationally, Zhou Ziyi, who was lying in Mr. Yan's arms, became more and more unable to move.

It's not that he is greedy for Yan Xiuji's embrace - of course there is a reason for this, but it's not the main reason - but that he can act on impulse when he jumps in, but can't find the right time when he wants to get out.

And after quitting, what to say and how to do it, Zhou Ziyi's messy mind really couldn't figure it out for a while.

He had no choice but to cling to Boss Yan's arms, try his best to turn his little head that had been flooded once, and think of a solution as soon as possible.

——But seriously, how many chances are there to be hugged by Yan Xiuji like this?

Now that Zhou Ziyi realized it, he felt that Yan Xiuji's body was so warm, his arms were so strong, and his shoulders were so strong. Anyway, everything was fine.Just listening to his breathing, Zhou Ziyi also thought he was really cute.

Not to mention remembering what Yan Xiuji said just now, whether it was true or just nonsense to coax him, Zhou Ziyi was extremely moved.

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Ziyi felt that he, who was so moved by a few words, was really hurt.

When he used to watch the news, he always felt that people who fell into the love trap were so stupid, how could they not be able to tell even the simplest lies.But now when it comes to himself, Yan Xiuji told him those words that sounded like deception, and he still couldn't help but want to believe it.

--Ugh……

"Fell asleep?"

Yan Xiuji heard that his crying had subsided for a few minutes, but he was still lying on his body, thinking that he was asleep, so he patted him: "Wake up."

"...I didn't sleep." Zhou Ziyi closed his eyes and finally made up his mind to face Yan Xiuji.With a hoarse voice, he slowly raised his head from Yan Xiuji's shoulder, stepped back, and knelt down in front of Yan Xiuji: "...I'm sorry."

"No need to apologize." Yan Xiuji looked at his face.The young man looked very embarrassed, but at least he stopped crying, which finally dissipated some of the depression in Yan Xiuji's heart.

He guessed why Zhou Ziyi was apologizing.But after guessing, it made him want to sigh instead.

Zhou Ziyi obviously didn't say a word of distress, but after crying, he still apologized for the little trouble he caused himself first.Yan Xiuji knew that he was polite, but at this moment he hoped that he would not be so polite.

What Yan Xiuji wanted to hear was not an apology.

So, when Zhou Ziyi's gaze fell on his shoulder, he immediately anticipated what the young man was going to say next, and interrupted in advance: "Are you feeling a little better now?"

"...much better." Zhou Ziyi wanted to answer him properly, but he couldn't help gasping, "Sorry, I..."

"I said, don't apologize."

"...Thank you, thank you."

Yan Xiuji saw that he was so pumped that his breathing was difficult, and he wanted to apologize and thank him intermittently, and sighed softly.

Zhou Ziyi was startled by his sigh, and looked at him tensely.

Yan Xiuji stood up and stretched out his hand to him: "Get up first."

Zhou Ziyi stared blankly at his hand, then reached out to hold it, and followed his strength to stand up.

When I got up, my legs were still weak.Zhou Ziyi staggered, and Yan Xiuji supported him subconsciously.

"Be careful."

A magnetic voice rang in his ears, and Zhou Ziyi felt that his legs were so weak that he couldn't get better. He replied with some annoyance: "I, my feet are a little numb..."

"It's squatting and kneeling, it's strange if it doesn't feel numb." Yan Xiuji said, squatting down with his back to him, "Come up."

"Ah? Ah?!" Zhou Ziyi was startled, "No, no, no... no need! It's only a few steps away!"

"You can't even stand still, how long will it take you to go back to your room? Or do you want to fall again and crawl back?" Yan Xiuji said, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up."

Zhou Ziyi had no choice but to climb up the man's back happily, seemingly embarrassed.

Yan Xiuji carried him back to his guest bedroom.

Zhou Ziyi thought that he would be put down after entering the guest bedroom, but Yan Xiuji sent him all the way to the bed and put him beside the bed.

Then the man turned around and looked down at him: "You rest first."

Zhou Ziyi opened his mouth: "But..."

"No but." Yan Xiuji saw that his forehead and hair were sticking to his face, which was extremely unpleasant, so he reached out and brushed it away for him, "You are tired, go to bed first."

Zhou Ziyi said: "But..."

Yan Xiuji interrupted again: "Don't think about other difficulties, I will solve them for you after you wake up."

"I, I mean, I want to change, change clothes..." Zhou Ziyi felt a little funny, but he had been crying for too long, and now his facial muscles can't be mobilized, "I, I went out today, sat everywhere, dirty ..."

Yan Xiuji caught a glimpse of a paper bag on his desk, and handed it to him: "Use this to cover your mouth and nose to breathe."

Zhou Ziyi was at a loss, but he did it anyway.

After several breaths, the bag felt suffocated and warm, but the puffs were noticeably less.Zhou Ziyi put down the bag and looked up at Yan Xiuji: "It really works!"

Although the voice is still very hoarse, but it is refreshing enough without gasping.Zhou Ziyi looked at Yan Xiuji in surprise: "Brother, it really works!"

"I didn't know where to see common sense before." Yan Xiuji took his bag away, "If you want to change clothes, change quickly, and go to bed quickly."

Zhou Ziyi looked at him and blinked: "Brother, you're not going out yet... Do you want to watch me change my clothes?"

"..." Yan Xiuji didn't expect that he would suddenly recover enough to be able to joke, and was speechless for a while.

But at the same time, he was speechless, and because the young man's condition improved, his mood improved accordingly.

Seeing that he still hadn't left, Zhou Ziyi added, "Brother, I'm fine."

Yan Xiuji actually got his meme right away - it was the meme he mentioned earlier about marrying a rich man.

Yan Fuhao turned his head and left.

***

Zhou Ziyi slept until almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

When he woke up, he subconsciously grabbed his phone and looked through it.No new messages, no new phone calls, no one ever approached him.

At this time, no news is the best news.

Zhou Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief and got up to wash.

There was no bathroom in the guest bedroom, so he had to go to the large bathroom on the first floor.As soon as he went out, he heard movement from the other side of the stairs, turned his head again, and met Yan Xiuji's gaze.

The two stared at each other in silence for a few seconds.

Then it was Zhou Ziyi who spoke first: "...just laugh if you want to."

His voice was still very hoarse, not so energetic, Yan Xiuji looked at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Zhou Ziyi pointed to his own face: "Although I didn't look in the mirror, I guess my eyes must be swollen like walnuts. It should be funny."

Yan Xiuji's gaze was on his face all the time, his expression didn't change at all, and he replied calmly, "It's not like that."

Zhou Ziyi: "...Huh?"

Yan Xiuji didn't respond, just said "wash up quickly", then turned and went to the living room.

Zhou Ziyi went into the bathroom in a daze, looked in the mirror, okay, got it.

——It’s not like walnuts, because it’s like peaches!

——This can hold back a smile, Mr. Yan is really a god.

In fact, Zhou Ziyi had lost his mind. When Yan Xiuji saw him crying in the morning, he was much more embarrassed than this.Now it's just a sequela, so of course Boss Yan thinks it's nothing.

But then again, the two of them didn't realize that Yan Xiuji was able to face Zhou Ziyi's embarrassing and crying face without disgust, which was actually something that had never happened before.

After all, the reality is no better than TV dramas. No matter how good-looking Zhou Ziyi is, he can't cry out the "pear blossoms with rain" and "very pitiful" appearance in TV dramas.He is also an ordinary person, and he doesn't know how to control his expression when he cries, which is really not good-looking.In addition, he even made Yan Xiuji's clothes wet from crying, which can be regarded as the representative of "dirty mess".

But Yan Xiuji, who always wanted to be clean and tidy, didn't have many thoughts of disgust until he went back to his room and changed his clothes.

Instead, he thought, when Zhou Ziyi woke up, he still had to ask what happened.

Now, Zhou Ziyi finally woke up.Yan Xiuji waited for him to come out after washing in the living room, but the young man tossed about for more than ten minutes, and when he came out again, he had already put on the familiar pink sunglasses.

"..." Yan Xiuji realized that he really didn't understand this guy, "Why are you wearing sunglasses?"

"Uh..." Zhou Ziyi hesitated for two seconds, and said honestly, "It's a bit ugly."

"Ugly is ugly. At home, who will look at you?" Yan Xiuji said, "Take it off, go to the refrigerator and get an ice pack to apply. I also frozen two liquid eye masks. You can also apply them when you have time."

"Oh." Zhou Ziyi responded and was about to go to the kitchen.Yan Xiuji said from behind again: "The porridge is still hot in the pot, you can eat a bowl of porridge, don't eat too much, there are other things in the evening."

Listening to his instructions, Zhou Ziyi felt like an old lady, which was a bit funny; but at the same time, he felt that the meaning of caring was obvious and very caring.

All in all, Zhou Ziyi didn't dare to turn his head and joke at him, and left with a snigger.

Soon, Zhou Ziyi discovered that Yan Xiuji's concern for him was far more than these few words.

When he was sitting at the table drinking porridge, Yan Xiuji, who hadn't eaten anything, also sat across from him.

Zhou Ziyi, who was chewing side dishes with an ice pack in one hand and a spoon in the other, looked at him blankly.

Yan Xiuji didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly: "What car do you want to buy?"

"..." Zhou Ziyi remembered, when he was crying, Yan Xiuji coaxed him.

"...No need." Regardless of whether what Yan Xiuji said was true or not, Zhou Ziyi didn't dare to take it seriously, "I'm at home most of the time, what do I need a car for? If I buy it, I'll pick up the ashes."

"It's okay to buy a MINI. It's convenient for you to move around alone, and it won't take up space in the garage when you don't need it." Yan Xiuji actually thought about it a long time ago, "The displacement is also small, and the fuel consumption is not big. It is a typhoon day. Don't go out, a car that is too light is not very safe."

Zhou Ziyi thought that the MINI is small, but the front of the MINI is enough for other brands of standard cars, okay?

"It's really unnecessary, brother." Zhou Ziyi sighed, "The price/performance ratio is really not high."

Yan Xiuji said: "You don't need to pay."

Zhou Ziyi was moved, but he didn't dare to indulge: "Then I don't dare to ask for it, I won't get paid for nothing."

Yan Xiuji said: "You don't want a car, so what kind of car are you learning?"

Zhou Ziyi said: "...just think I'm joking."

"..." Yan Xiuji frowned.

He thought that Zhou Ziyi had vented and would calm down after sleeping.Looking at it now, calmness is calmness, but this shell is even more difficult to break open.

This made the restlessness in Yan Xiuji's heart rise again.

After a few seconds of silence, Yan Xiuji decided not to waste his time with this stubborn temper.

"Whatever you say, I'll buy it for you anyway, I can't open it."