Cheng Yan didn't react for a while, and stared blankly.
Xia Shaoqian smiled and said again: "You proposed to me."
Cheng Yan finally understood, and then he recalled, raised his right hand and looked. He vaguely recalled that when he was helping Xia Shaoqian with his avatar, he held that thing and said some nonsense.
"Drunk talk..." He smiled awkwardly, "You didn't agree, did you?"
Xia Shaoqian smiled and rubbed his messy hair, rubbed his face, shook his head and said, "No."
Cheng Yan thought it should be the same.
"It's enough to be married once, and it's enough for me to be married once," Xia Shaoqian explained, "There is no need for marriage between us."
Very normal, well-behaved explanation. After hearing this, Cheng Yan also gave a normal answer: "It's good that the two of you can be together. I must have been confused by Chu Tong's wedding yesterday, and I was too drunk to talk nonsense."
Xia Shaoqian didn't hold on to this matter any longer. Cheng Yan slipped barefoot to the bathroom, and held onto the sink as soon as the door was closed. He was so shocked that he was numb just now, and when the numbness ended, he was so depressed that he wanted to dig out that memory. Hate to the point of helplessness.
Since Xia Shaoqian has no intention of getting married at all, he insists on making this matter clear. Do he really think this is a funny episode, or is he testing his attitude
Cheng Yan was confused, he didn't know how long he was in a daze.
"Cheng Yan?"
"ah?"
"Are you okay? I heard there was no sound inside."
Cheng Yan hurriedly turned on the shower to cover up: "I'll come out after taking a shower."
Brunch is served on the veranda facing the garden. Xia Ye and Xia Zhimeng are not at home, Xia Ye will go abroad to study in autumn, Xia Zhimeng's kindergarten is already on vacation, and both of them were picked up by Qiu Yunnan.
Lucky lay leisurely and lonely at Xia Shaoqian's feet.
When Cheng Yan dried his hair and came down, he saw a person and a dog sitting under the shaded porch, with green vines crawling on the porch pillars, and lush double-petaled roses hanging down from above.
Xia Shaoqian turned his head and smiled at him.
Cheng Yan lowered his eyes.
He suddenly felt that it didn't matter even if he was acting affectionately.
The tableware placed on the rectangular wooden table is all glass and porcelain, which is refreshing and pleasant. Cheng Yan drank a little water and apologized to Xia Shaoqian: "Is it originally planned to go out today? I got drunk and delayed."
Xia Shaoqian didn't mind at all: "It's nothing. The purpose of vacation is to rest. There is no need to strictly abide by the time. It is better to arrange it looser."
"oh."
Xia Shaoqian had already had breakfast and was not hungry at the moment. He just poured a glass of white wine and put it in front of him. Then he took a knife and cut the garlic bread into slices. Spread it on the slice of bread, put it on a white porcelain plate, and push it in front of Cheng Yan.
His movements were unhurried, skillful and natural, and Cheng Yan just watched the plate of bread exuding a tempting fragrance arrive in front of his eyes.
"Eat it, I remember you like the taste."
Cheng Yan finished the bread in one gulp, reached out to take the glass of white wine in front of Xia Shaoqian, and drank it down.
"You just woke up from a hangover and want to get drunk again?"
Xia Shaoqian snatched the wine glass, there was no drop left in it.
Cheng Yan glanced at him: "You don't understand, drink some wine at this time, the wine will wake up faster."
After finishing speaking, he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
"Unreasonable," Xia Shaoqian worried, "Aren't you addicted?"
Cheng Yan ignored him, just pondered for a long time, and finally said: "The marriage you talked about yesterday is drunk, don't take it seriously."
It was only then that Xia Shaoqian realized that he was drinking to boost his courage, so he couldn't help laughing, and stroked his back: "I know, I don't take it seriously."
Cheng Yan slowly moved his gaze from Xia Shaoqian's face to the garden. There is the fragrance of roses brought by the smoked wind, and the sun steams it sweeter.
"I... actually always felt..." Cheng Yan suddenly found it difficult to speak, and he cleared his throat. Xia Shaoqian held his hand, and said in a persuasive tone: "Okay, I understand... As long as we want to be together, it's the same even if there is no ceremony."
Cheng Yan smiled, this is not what he wanted to say.
He always felt that he only needed to be an escort—accompany Xia Shaoqian to play whatever he wanted in his life.
But feelings are difficult to control, and the more you ask, the more greedy you become.
It is even more difficult to bear the sense of distance after saying love than when not saying love.
"... I also think that marriage is meaningless," Cheng Yan tried to keep his voice calm, "But, can I move in and live with you?"
Since Xia Shaoqian was refused to live with him for the second time, he never mentioned this matter again. Cheng Yan regretted it for a long time. Sometimes he secretly speculated that Xia Shaoqian might not be serious, but just said it casually; maybe he was put off by himself, and he thought it was better to keep it as it was.
Either way, he warned himself, it was inappropriate for him to propose cohabitation.
Until now, he couldn't bear it anymore.
Xia Shaoqian remained silent for a long time. Cheng Yan suddenly lost his appetite and courage, he could only look down, and stretched out his hand to caress Lucky in disappointment.
It seemed like a long time later that a hand landed on his head, stroked it gently, and slid it all the way to the back of his neck, and then with a little force, he pulled him in front of the most handsome man in his eyes.
Very gentle on the lips.
"Okay." Xia Shaoqian said.
Cheng Yan's voice was hoarse: "Aren't you forced?"
Xia Shaoqian's voice was even lower: "I have to ask you the other way around."
Cheng Yan stopped talking. Xia Shaoqian kissed him: "This is what I've always hoped for, why didn't I agree..." He was just pleasantly surprised and thought of another thing. Zhu Feiqing once used this thing to bet with him, saying that Cheng Yan must be right He played hard to get.
And the long wait finally paid off.
"I think the schedule can be postponed for another afternoon." Xia Shaoqian whispered to Cheng Yan.
Cheng Yan fell asleep as soon as he boarded the plane at night, and when he woke up halfway, he felt as if he had slept for as long as a night.
"not yet?"
Xia Shaoqian tucked the blanket for him: "I will call you when we arrive."
Cheng Yan really wanted to laugh at himself, but he only felt satisfied and comfortable, and fell asleep involuntarily.