Ying Yanluo did not return to the studio in the afternoon, but was dragged by Ye Shutong to go shopping in the mall for the whole afternoon. When the two came out of the mall, it was already dark outside. Ying Yanluo then noticed the time. It was already past six o'clock.
"What do you want to eat later? I'll treat you!" Ye Shutong said.
Ying Yanluo touched the phone in her pocket and said, "It's all right."
"How about going to eat Japanese food?"
"Sure."
"Then hurry up, go, go."
Ye Shutong was walking in front, and Ying Yanluo, who was left behind, sent a WeChat message to Su Weichu.
Ye Shutong noticed that Ying Yanluo hadn't caught up with him, "Where's Yanluo? Hurry up."
Ying Yanluo turned off the screen of her phone and put it in her pocket. "Here it comes."
At half past six, Su Weichu was about to turn off his computer when the cell phone on the table buzzed a few times and vibrated.
Yanluo: Are you there
Yanluo: I went home after having dinner with my friends at night.
Su Weichu's slender fingers moved on the screen a few times: Got it, come back early, be careful
Xiao Wei handed the document in, "Boss Su, this is the project department's plan."
"Well, put it here."
After Xiao Wei put it away, he was ready to go out. After walking a few steps, he felt something was wrong. It seemed to be past half past six. Wouldn't Mr. Su get off work today? Thinking of this, he turned around and glanced at the person who was working behind the computer.
"Xiao Wei." Su Weichu suddenly called him.
"Yes." Xiao Wei.
"What are you eating tonight? Order me one."
Xiao Wei: “???”
Su Weichu looked up at him.
Xiao Wei immediately came to his senses, "Okay, I'll go order it right away!"
"Mr. Su, aren't you going home for dinner today?" Xiao Wei couldn't help but ask.
"Well, Yanluo is having dinner out with friends tonight."
Xiao Wei immediately understood, no wonder.
After Ying Yanluo finished dinner with Ye Shutong, he sent her back.
When they first got in the car, the two were still chatting casually, but in the back of the car, her voice became smaller and smaller.
Ye Shutong had actually been sleepy for a long time. Usually, after finishing filming and returning to Beijing, she would have dinner with Ying Yanluo first, and then she would go back to sleep. Today, she was completely shocked by the explosive news and was excited for the whole afternoon. It was great that she could hold on until now.
By the time Ying Yanluo noticed that no one was looking at her, she had already fallen asleep leaning on the back of the passenger seat.
Ying Yanluo smiled helplessly, and it was obvious that she was sleepy. She didn't know how many times she yawned during dinner.
Only after arriving at the underground garage in her community did she wake the man up.
Ye Shutong was holding a shopping bag in her hand, still yawning, "No, no, I'm dying of sleep, I have to go back and get some sleep."
"Go back and have a good rest. I'm leaving now."
"Well, drive slower."
Ying Yanluo nodded at her and then moved the car away.
When Ying Yanluo walked in, Su Weichu was sitting on the sofa in the living room looking at the plan.
"You're back?"
Ying Yanluo didn't expect him to be sitting in the living room, "Yeah, you're back."
"Um, have you eaten?" she asked.
Su Weichu put down the plan in his hand and walked towards her. "I've eaten at the company."
"At the company?"
"Yeah." Su Weichu took the shopping bag from her hand.
"Thank you, thank you."
Hearing this, Su Weichu glanced at her.
Ying Yanluo: “…What’s wrong?”
"It's okay, come in quickly, it's cold outside."
"… oh."
…
When Ying Yanluo came out of the shower, Su Weichu did not go to the study to do work. He was sitting at the head of the bed with a book in his hand. He should be reading while she was taking a shower. He was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his tall nose. He must have heard the door open and was looking up at her.
This was the first time Ying Yanluo saw him wearing glasses. His gentle gaze met hers through the lenses. She couldn't help but swallow her saliva unconsciously. Damn it! Why did he look so good wearing glasses
Su Weichu's gaze fell on Ying Yanluo.
She had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower. She was still wet, her skin was white, and she was holding a towel in her hand. He noticed that her long hair was not dry yet and was dripping with small drops of water. He closed the book in his hand, put it on the bedside table, and said to her, "Come here."
His low and emotional voice was like a spell, causing Ying Yanluo to involuntarily walk towards him.
"Sit down."
She still sat obediently on the edge of the bed, her hands holding the towel a little tightly.
"Why didn't you dry your hair after taking a shower?"
Ying Yanluo: “… I was planning to come out and wipe it.”
Su Weichu sat up straight and stretched out his hand to her, "Let me help you wipe it."
His movements instantly shortened the distance between them. Ying Yanluo even felt that she could smell his scent. Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated and she stood there for a moment, not knowing how to react.
"Yanluo?" Su Weichu called her.
Ying Yanluo woke up as if from a dream this time, and immediately handed him the towel in her hand, "Well, that's troublesome." After saying that, she immediately turned around and faced him with her back.
Su Weichu squeezed the soft towel in his hand and smiled silently.
Ying Yanluo felt the towel covering her head. His palms were slender and strong, but the movements were very gentle. Ying Yanluo had never had her hair wiped by anyone, especially by a man. When changing positions, his palm suddenly supported her occipital bone without warning. Ying Yanluo felt as if an electric current passed through her at that moment, making her sit up straight and her heart so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out.
Su Weichu felt it.
"Why are you so nervous?"
His voice came from behind.
Ying Yanluo clenched her fists and whispered back, "…I'm not nervous."
Su Weichu listened and chuckled, "Yeah, I'm not nervous."
"I'm really not nervous," she emphasized.
"I see."
Ying Yanluo: “…”
Su Weichu gathered her long hair that was draped behind her shoulders into a towel and rubbed it to absorb the water. At the same time, she also noticed a small area on her back that was wet from the swim. She didn't know when she bent her body slightly, and her pajamas stuck to her thin back, and the shape of her butterfly bones could be vaguely seen.
Ying Yanluo pursed her lips. In fact, when she just came out of the bathroom and saw him, she was shocked for a moment, because during this period of time, after dinner, he would go to the study to handle work, and basically would not return to the bedroom until eleven or twelve o'clock, and she would go to bed before ten thirty, so when he came back, she would already be asleep. Of course, she would never admit that this was a disguised form of avoidance.
It was so quiet, so quiet that the only sounds were the towel rubbing against their hair and their breathing. There was an indescribable ambiguity around them.
Ying Yanluo couldn't help herself and broke the ambiguous atmosphere with a whisper, pretending to be casual and asking: "Why didn't you go to the study to work today?"
Su Weichu replied, "I did, but most of the work was done at the company today, not much."
Ying Yanluo said "oh" and nodded.
"So, what book were you reading just now?"
“International Finance.”
“… What is international finance about?”
Su Weichu curled his lips and said, "It talks about the circulation and movement of monetary funds between countries and regions due to economic, political, cultural and other connections."
Ying Yanluo: "…it sounds a bit profound."
“Maybe it’s a bit boring.”
Feeling that he stopped moving, Ying Yanluo breathed a sigh of relief silently, "Is it done?"
Su Weichu hummed.
Ying Yanluo immediately turned around and took the towel from his hand, "I, I'll go put the towel away."
Su Weichu watched her take the towel and trot into the bathroom without looking back, the smile in his eyes almost overflowing.
Ying Yanluo waited nearly ten minutes with a towel before coming out of the bathroom.
Su Weichu watched her slowly move over like a little turtle. Halfway through, she stopped and said, "I, I'll go get a glass of water."
Ying Yanluo often feels thirsty in the middle of the night, so she is used to putting a glass of water on the bedside table before going to bed.
Su Weichu: "I'll pour it for you."
Ying Yanluo: "… Pour, pour it out?"
She looked over to the bedside table on her side and saw her thermos cup there. She walked closer and touched it. It was already filled with water. "When was it poured?"
Su Weichu smiled and said, "When you put the towel down."
Ying Yanluo bit her lower lip. She didn’t know if it was her illusion, but she felt that his words seemed a bit sarcastic.