Mainly because he gave too much money

After Zhou Ziyi saw Tang Shirong's message, he didn't want to go home again.

He took the initiative to say that he would go to the second booth, which shocked everyone; when he played games and drank alcohol in the KTV box, the students of N University were even more shocked.

——So, before Zhou Ziyi's lack of interest, was it because he didn't drink enough to relax in the hotel?

In fact, Zhou Ziyi just felt at a loss that "the dream is about to wake up".

He replied a message to Tang Shirong, asking "when", Tang Shirong replied again, but it was not the answer he wanted.

Tang Shirong said: [I don't know, I just heard about it.If you ask your old Yan, he must know immediately. 】

Zhou Ziyi saw it and thought it was funny.

"My old Yan"?Although he knew that Tang Shirong was joking, Zhou Ziyi only felt ridiculed when he saw these words.

He really fell in love with Yan Xiuji, just because Yan Xiuji said "I will not cheat during the marriage", he felt that the three years of consummation were not a waste of life... The person who broke the illusion came.

--Fine.

Zhou Ziyi thought: When you get home, ask my old Yan if you want me to quit.

Thinking about it back then, Zhou Ziyi also let it go and said "If you have true love, I can terminate the contract early".Thinking about it now, the promise can be kept, but I feel really uncomfortable like being slapped in the face.

Zhou Ziyi felt that his life was too ironic...

He filled his glass again.

"Wow, Sullivan, you have a good drinker!" An old classmate leaned over and grabbed his shoulders, probably remembering the past, when the old classmate bit his tongue and wanted to lose English, "Why, we social masters are finally coming out of the world again? Let me just say, you've messed with Sheffield, and it looks like you're going to come back to play! Yan Xiuji also thinks you're watching too closely, right?"

Someone was singing, the music was very loud, and this old classmate also raised his voice.There were several people around, all of them looked at them, as if they wanted to hear gossip.

"It has nothing to do with him." Zhou Ziyi simply spoke English with him, raised his eyebrows and looked cynical, "If you want to come out, you will come out."

"That's right! Who the hell can stop you? Hahahaha!" The old classmate clinked a glass with him, "Hey, why don't you sing a song? You sing very well, I remember."

"What song to sing? 360 days a year, which day can't you open your mouth to sing?" Zhou Ziyi straightened up, got out of his old classmate's arm, then picked up the dice cup and shook it, "Do you want to play?"

"Play!" The other party laughed, picked up the dice cup and shook it, and greeted others, "Come on, let's play together! Sullivan's math score is so good, if we play one against another, we can always win!"

Zhou Ziyi also laughed: "It's just rolling the dice, there is a fart of mathematics..."

……

This sitting was past twelve midnight.

Zhou Ziyi drank so much that when he went to the toilet, he felt his feet were floating.If someone told him to walk in a straight line right now, he would definitely not be able to walk straight.

He knew that his weight had reached this point, and if he went any further, he would lose consciousness.But he was very annoyed, he really didn't want to go back to that quiet room, the noise could make him temporarily forget some troubles.

He just drifted back to the box.

As soon as he sat back on the sofa, the group of people who had been playing with him came over—these people were also drunk—and asked inarticulately: "How do you say? If the game is over, let's go have a snack." Is it night?"

As we all know, eating late at night = continuing to drink.

Zhou Ziyi was already reluctant. He was thinking about whether to call a car to go home, or simply find a small hotel nearby and open a room to sleep for the night.When I go home during the day tomorrow, Yan Xiuji will not be there, and I don’t have to see him even if I work overtime at night, which means I won’t be able to see him for more than 24 hours.

When I see you the morning after tomorrow, you should be able to face it calmly.

What white moonlight, what midway divorce, what kind of love...

Zhou Ziyi lowered his eyes and sighed, took out his mobile phone casually, he didn't know what to look at, anyway, he just opened it in a daze.

Then, he saw a message from Yan Xiuji.

【Are you going home tonight? 】

This message was sent not long ago, maybe it was Yan Xiuji's random question before going to bed.But the moment Zhou Ziyi saw the message, his brain was aching from alcohol, and he couldn't hold back the restlessness in his heart.

He moved his fingers, and returned without thinking: [I'm going back.You said you could come pick me up, does that still count? 】

Yan Xiuji quickly replied: 【Now? 】

Zhou Ziyi replied indiscriminately: [Yes.And these people keep mentioning you tonight, you find a better car, or I'll be ashamed TUT! 】

Zhou Ziyi would never send a message to Yan Xiuji if he still had some reason left.

But Tang Shirong's message burned him all night, and the effect of getting drunk was excellent, Zhou Ziyi couldn't control his behavior.

I don't know if Yan Xiuji guessed this situation, but his reply is: [Send me the address. 】

When Yan Xiuji said that, it meant that he would send a car over.

Zhou Ziyi smiled, and finally felt that something good happened today.Regardless of whether his Bai Yueguang came back or not, at least for now, he can still pretend to be a tiger.

He directly forwarded the package order message sent in the group to Yan Xiuji, then put away his phone, and finally replied to the person next to him: "No, I'll leave when the car arrives."

Someone next to him asked, "Mr. Yan asked someone to pick you up?"

"Ah, urge me to go back." Zhou Ziyi threw out such a sentence, and then felt guilty again, realizing that he really wasn't made to be a bad person.

Others don't doubt it.They didn't know that Yan Xiuji's life was actually quite low-key. They all thought that the big president's house had a housekeeper, driver, housekeeping, etc., and it was nothing to come out to pick up someone at night.After all, Yan Wenwu was like this back then. If you don't know, you might think that he is from a wealthy family for many generations.

Zhou Ziyi didn't talk any more, and decided to go home honestly, and he calmed down.I stopped playing games, stopped drinking, and drank a glass of sparkling water instead.Then I leaned on the back of the sofa and watched people sing half-wanderingly, and occasionally shook the tambourine, turning into a soulless call group.

Sitting and sitting, the power of alcohol gradually defeated the howling ghosts and wolves on the stereo, Zhou Ziyi's eyelids couldn't hold it anymore...

Just then, the compartment door opened.

It was the KTV waiter who opened the door. As soon as he stepped aside, the man behind walked into the box.

The person who was singing glanced casually, and was instantly startled: "Yan Xiuji?!"

He uttered such a voice through the microphone, and people who hadn't paid attention to the door looked over instantly.When they confirmed that it was indeed Yan Xiuji through the dim light, they looked at Zhou Ziyi on the sofa in unison.

——How much do you like Yan Xiuji to pick him up in the middle of the night? !

In fact, Zhou Ziyi was more surprised than them.

When he found out that it was Yan Xiuji himself, Zhou Ziyi's drooping eyes suddenly widened.If his heartfelt voice could be played out, it would definitely be louder than anyone else's "Damn it!!!".

——Yan Xiuji came in person? !

—Come and pick me up in person? ? ?

Zhou Ziyi felt that his mind was in a mess, and even began to wonder if he was dreaming.Originally, Yan Xiuji agreed to pick him up, but Zhou Ziyi thought he was calling a car, and felt that this had already made Yan Xiuji very difficult.Now that Yan Xiuji himself appeared here, Zhou Ziyi felt that this was simply a fantasy.

Yan Xiuji also found Zhou Ziyi among a group of crooked people.

When he approached Zhou Ziyi, he watched the other party staring at his face, from looking up to looking up.That expression seemed to be full of doubts.Until Yan Xiuji stopped in front of him, the young man still didn't say a word.

Zhou Ziyi looked at him and blinked.

For some reason, this drunk guy looked a little cute, Yan Xiuji thought it must be because of the lighting.

He looked down at Zhou Ziyi, and suddenly he was glad that he came in person.

——Looks like he drank too much.

——In such a ignorance, how can others take him away?

——If he falls, can others hold him back?

While thinking about it, President Yan stretched out his hand to Zhou Ziyi: "Let's go?"

"Go." Zhou Ziyi smiled brightly at him, grabbed his hand and stood up.When he first got up, he still shook a bit, Yan Xiuji subconsciously supported him: "Can I still go?"

"...Yes." Zhou Ziyi wanted to say no, but if Yan Xiuji betrayed others in full view, it would be too embarrassing for the CEO.

At this moment, Zhou Ziyi already felt that enough was enough.

He waved his hands at the others, said "Let's go", and left the box with Yan Xiuji.

The students of N University looked at the couple like this, and left hand in hand.Everyone looked at each other for a while, and finally felt that the world was impermanent.

"Tsk tsk tsk, love is such a thing..."

***

When Zhou Ziyi was about to get in the car, he discovered something even more shocking than seeing Yan Xiuji himself in the box.

"Brother, you drove here yourself...?!"

The young man watched Yan Xiuji walking towards the driver's seat, he was a little stunned, but he still subconsciously closed the door of the back seat, staggered into the passenger seat: "I thought you brought the driver..."

Yan Xiuji glanced at him: "The driver has gone home, go get the car first and then pick you up, how long do you want to wait?"

"Uh... sorry." Zhou Ziyi sat on the passenger seat and wiped his face, "I..."

Yan Xiuji didn't want to hear his apology, so he interrupted him: "Fasten your seat belt first."

Zhou Ziyi obediently pulled down the seat belt. Because he was a little drowsy, he didn't buckle it up for a long time.Yan Xiuji sighed silently, and leaned over to help him buckle it up.

The vehicle starts.

In the middle of the night, the traffic on the road is sparse and the road is smooth.Yan Xiuji's car didn't even play music, it was extremely quiet.

But in such a quiet environment, Zhou Ziyi, who had been drowsy at the KTV just now, was actually quite awake.

He couldn't stay awake.But a half-joking message made Yan Xiuji come and drive himself.Zhou Ziyi only felt that the irritability caused by the "white moonlight" had turned into another mood.

Jumping like a sparrow, bumping like a deer, it made his head buzz, and he couldn't stop wanting to say something, but he had to use up his last bit of reason to hold back.

Thoughts swirled around in his mind for a long time, and Zhou Ziyi finally choked out something he could say.

"I really didn't expect to trouble you so much... You told me earlier, I can take a taxi home by myself."

Yan Xiuji didn't even look at him, and said indifferently: "Then make you be laughed at?"

"..." Zhou Ziyi knew that he said that on purpose, but he still felt numb from the electric shock, and sighed softly, "I'm really dizzy, talking nonsense. I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize." Yan Xiuji said, "Come here, it's nothing."

Zhou Ziyi looked out the window and said half-truthfully, "I'm afraid you're not happy."

Yan Xiuji replied without any hesitation: "No."

Zhou Ziyi turned to look at him.

Yan Xiuji thought he had something to say, but he was quiet for a long time without saying a word, but just stared at Yan Xiuji.

Yan Xiuji glanced at him at the red light, met his gaze, and was taken aback by his inexplicable eyes.

"You can close your eyes and take a rest." Yan Xiuji stretched out his hand and covered his eyes, "You're drunk, I'll call you when I get home."

The man felt Zhou Ziyi's eyelashes brush against the palm of his hand as he blinked.

Gently, like a feather brushing against his heart.

Zhou Ziyi leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes.

Yan Xiuji didn't know, he didn't sleep all the way.