Mainly because he gave too much money

A black car drives through the city late at night.

The two people in the car never spoke again, and returned home one after the other.

Yan Xiuji entered the door and turned on the light with a snap, and Zhou Ziyi, who was following behind, suddenly lit up in front of his eyes.

For some reason, Zhou Ziyi suddenly remembered the scene when he came back from the hospital last time.

It's also returning home, and it's also suddenly warming up all over, but this time, there is a back of a person in front of him.

And the lights he turned on.

Zhou Ziyi closed his eyes as if he was dazzled by the light, or as if alcohol was on him again, and the message from Tang Shirong flashed through his mind.

——Yan Xiuji's childhood sweetheart is back.

— After a while, will I not be able to step in here?

Stay away from the person in front, you can only stay where you can't reach him, watching all kinds of news and gossip, he is in pairs with others.

Yan Xiuji should also pick up that person in the middle of the night, right?Of course he will, he is actually such a considerate and considerate person.

His kindness is like an invisible net, a warm spring, making it difficult for those who approach him to escape and keep falling.

But now, Zhou Ziyi felt that he was going to be kicked out.

From the warmth that I finally obtained, I was forcibly stripped out and returned to the freezing cold.

Zhou Ziyi stood in the warm light of the porch, thinking about the coming severe cold, and murmured blankly: "No one will treat me like this again..."

Yan Xiuji turned his head: "There will be."

Zhou Ziyi was taken aback for a moment.

He thought he was very quiet, but in fact he was so drunk that he misjudged, Yan Xiuji heard everything.

Yan Xiuji thought Zhou Ziyi was drunk and talking nonsense, but he subconsciously turned around and replied.

Looking at him, Zhou Ziyi felt that this conversation was very illusory, floating, like clouds in the sky, like a drunken imagination.The young man laughed at himself, leaned his shoulders against the wall, and looked at the man crookedly: "I have so many debts, and I will still be divorced in the future, and I have a sick relative. Who wants to go through this muddy water?"

He spoke very slowly, thinking of something and saying something, but Yan Xiuji listened quietly.

"...You don't have to underestimate yourself." Yan Xiuji said, "I said there will be, and there will be."

Zhou Ziyi blinked slowly, and smiled: "You mean, do you like the person with this face?"

Yan Xiuji didn't realize the meaning of this sentence for a while.

"Ah, but relying on your appearance, don't you have to be obedient?" Zhou Ziyi suddenly said, "Mr. Yan has a decent style, so he probably doesn't understand this. But I guess, he has to be obedient enough and know how to please people..."

He was talking upside down, but Yan Xiuji began to understand.

Then a voice rose from the bottom of Yan Xiuji's heart: How could he do that? !

——Even if I spent so much money and gave him so much, I wouldn't let him do those things...

——How dare others? !

"I'm not talking about those things." Yan Xiuji couldn't help retorting, "I mean, people who treat you sincerely."

Zhou Ziyi looked into his eyes, looked at his serious expression, thought of something, and suddenly laughed.

"Coax me again."

"Coax you? When did I say something to coax you?" Yan Xiuji looked into his eyes, "What I said and the promises I made are all true, never words of coaxing."

Zhou Ziyi stared at him: "Then do you have someone you like? Have you ever loved anyone? Have you ever thought about spending your life with someone?"

Yan Xiuji frowned.

Zhou Ziyi's series of questions came too suddenly, accompanied by the smell of alcohol on his body, reckless and offensive.Yan Xiuji felt that some very personal places in his heart had been stepped on, but before he had time to think about what it was, he subconsciously replied: "No."

Zhou Ziyi tilted his head: "Really?"

"real."

"Haha..." Zhou Ziyi squinted his eyes and laughed a few times, then opened his eyes, there seemed to be a special light in those eyes, "You just said that you would never lie to me."

——But aren’t you cheating?

Yan Xiuji didn't understand what he was thinking, and didn't want to entangle too much with a guy who drank too much, so he followed the conversation: "So, what I said..."

Zhou Ziyi approached suddenly and interrupted Yan Xiuji's words.

——Then let me lie to you too.

The young man grabbed the man's arm and looked up at him: "Yan Xiuji, I'm drunk."

"what……"

Zhou Ziyi kissed her.

"...!"

Yan Xiuji froze.

His lips met, and the smell of alcohol lingered between his lips and the tip of his nose. He lost his mind and didn't immediately push away the young man who was pressing close to him.He just flashed the picture of the two kissing in the past uncontrollably.

The first time was Zhou Ziyi, who Yan Xiuji proposed to kiss at the wedding.

At that time, in order to regain his breath, he acted preemptively on impulse.Looking back now, there is no regret, only the stunned expression of the young man in the white suit at that time.

The second time, Zhou Ziyi was drunk and kissed him while talking nonsense.

To be precise, that time Zhou Ziyi only kissed to the corner of his mouth, not really a kiss.But the next day, Yan Xiuji found out that this guy had completely forgotten about it.

The third time, when Zhou Ziyi was kissed by someone else, he came back and got angry, so he kissed him right away.

Thinking about it now, it was obvious that Zhou Ziyi did something strange hastily, but it was Yan Xiuji who "actively eased the relationship" in the end.

——This time... are you drunk again?

In just a few seconds, Yan Xiuji came back to his senses, and suddenly saw the water droplets across Zhou Ziyi's face.

...Crying again?

Yan Xiuji even forgot the duration of this kiss, which was completely different from the previous kiss.He saw Zhou Ziyi's eyes closed, his brows slightly frowned, and the crystal water kept sliding down his cheeks.Even so, Zhou Ziyi still held him tightly and kissed him, as if wanting to get closer.

Yan Xiuji sighed inwardly.

He himself didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he didn't think about anything, or maybe he was controlled by some kind of consciousness, in short...he opened his lips.

Zhou Ziyi suddenly opened his eyes.

He felt Yan Xiuji's connivance, and his eyes became unbelievable.He even stepped back a little, left his close lips, and stared closely at Yan Xiuji.

Yan Xiuji looked at him like this, and suddenly two tears rolled out of his wide-open brown pupils.

"you……"

As soon as the man said a word, Zhou Ziyi suddenly exerted force, grabbed his collar and pushed him against the wall!

The young man raised one hand, covered Yan Xiuji's eyes, and kissed him again.

It's a real kiss.

Zhou Ziyi didn't bother to think about why, didn't bother to think about what would happen in the future, but blindly imprisoned the other party with his body, preventing the other party from escaping, and kissed him almost sacrificially.Zhou Ziyi didn't dare to say a word, but he couldn't control himself.He tensed up all over, gathered all the emotions on the tip of his tongue, conveyed them violently, and shouted quietly.

The thought of "It's over" rang in his mind, but his body couldn't let go of the other party for a long time.

Like a wounded beast, not thinking about the future, fighting desperately towards death.

Zhou Ziyi desperately grabbed Yan Xiuji, and even felt that kissing was not enough to express his emotions.

The complicated emotions blew away all his rationality. He didn't have the time to think about why Yan Xiuji cooperated, but only thought about what else to do.He lowered the hand that covered Yan Xiuji's eyes, and grabbed the man's belt with dexterous fingertips.

Zhou Ziyi felt that he was crazy.

He actually tried to please a person like this, and at the moment when he pushed himself into the abyss, he tried to leave a trace in this nasty way.

Yan Xiuji was also shocked.

He grabbed Zhou Ziyi's wrist, opened his eyes and frowned at the young man: "Zhou Ziyi, you...!"

"Hush..." Zhou Ziyi held his hand instead, lifted it up, and kissed his fingertips, "I'm drunk, Yan Xiuji, I'm drunk..."

The youth's tears fell on Yan Xiuji's fingers.

This is the second time, but Yan Xiuji felt hotter than last time, and his fingers moved unconsciously.

Zhou Ziyi took the opportunity to post it again, kissed him, and covered his eyes with his other hand: "Don't think about who I am, don't think about it."

In the darkness, Yan Xiuji heard his voice, hoarse and suppressed crying: "...I'm sorry..."

The wall behind is cold.

Zhou Ziyi's fingertips seemed to gather flames.

……

***

That night, Yan Xiuji lay in bed alone, without sleep until dawn.

He can't sleep.

As long as you close your eyes, Zhou Ziyi's voice will ring in your ears, as if he is still lying beside Yan Xiuji, as if his hands are still covering Yan Xiuji's eyes, as if his lips are still at the corner of Yan Xiuji's mouth hovering.

It seems to be falling into that kind of heat again.

— that's ridiculous...

Yan Xiuji felt that what happened tonight was like a dream, but as long as he remembered the real feeling, he could go back to that time.That scene was like a movie screening, from Zhou Ziyi saying "no one will treat me like this again" to him saying "I'm sorry" and staggering back to the room.Yan Xiuji seemed to be able to recall every detail.

And it wasn't Zhou Ziyi who Yan Xiuji found really absurd.

Not the kiss of youth.

Not his obvious lies.

Not even the inexplicable intimacy that happened tonight.

What Yan Xiuji felt was really absurd...was himself.

—I'm not drunk.

—I can refuse.

—I can resist.

——I am taller and more powerful than Zhou Ziyi...

However, it was such a normal, tall, and healthy man who allowed another man to approach him, kiss him, and even help him... do extremely intimate things.

Yan Xiuji felt that he was simply crazy.

——Whether Zhou Ziyi is drunk or not, he did drink too much and became impulsive, but am I drunk too? !

Yan Xiuji couldn't even find a reason to explain his behavior.

Is he the kind of person who doesn't mind meat and vegetables and refuses anyone who comes?no!

Then why didn't he push Zhou Ziyi away?

When he was surprised, why didn't he stop the other party's behavior?Why not question the other party's rashness?Why can't you even take a step back?

Even though he is alone now, Yan Xiuji still can't recall his thoughts at that time.

Because when he thought about it, his mind became chaotic.

He forced himself to calm down, think about those questions one by one, and only answer with "yes" and "no".A long time ago, when he was hesitant to make a major decision, he would use this method to examine his heart.It's just that he matured early and soon had a more rational logical analysis ability, and this method was abandoned for a long time.

However, right now, it is not something that can be solved with just "rational thinking".

Perhaps these black and white answers will give him some instructions.

Yan Xiuji looked at the ceiling in the dark, silently asking himself questions.

—Do I hate him now?no.

—Do I loathe him now?no.

——Should I terminate the contract immediately and keep him out of my sight? ……no.

The third "no" was not the answer Yan Xiuji chose amid hesitation.Instead, when the answer immediately came to mind, he thought for a few seconds before confirming the answer.

But his questions and answers were not over yet.

He asked himself: Do I regret what happened?

This is a difficult question to answer.He couldn't tell whether he would regret it after the end, so he had to choose another question.

——If I did it all over again, would I choose to push him away?

That's also... a difficult question to answer.

His rationality told him that this matter needs to be carefully chosen; his sensibility was laughing at his escape, and a clear word gradually emerged in his heart.

——If you can push him away, you can push him away this time, why should you consider doing it all over again?

——Then why...didn't push him away this time?

Yan Xiuji forced himself to think back to that time, looking for the reason why he didn't take action from the clues.When he thought of Zhou Ziyi's tears, he felt that it was like an invisible thread binding him, making him unable to resist Zhou Ziyi's actions.

——But before he cried, why didn't he avoid his kiss?

——Why did you open your mouth and give him hope?

—Why even gave him a response later?

Yan Xiuji touched his lips subconsciously, and suddenly realized that the answer was actually there from the beginning.Even before Zhou Ziyi kissed him, when he asked those inexplicable questions, he stood there.

It's just that he turned a blind eye and didn't want to admit it.

Reluctant to admit that he has figured out something.

Reluctance to admit that he has responded to certain things.

"Really, so stupid..."

He sighed, but he didn't know who said it.