stray

Chapter 33

"You don't need to give me an answer right away." He Nian seemed to be afraid that he would be embarrassed, and immediately added a sentence after a long confession.

Yan Ruizhi felt flustered for the first time, and thanked the other party for his words, "Okay."

Thankfully the fireworks are still going on, and there are distractions.

I don't know if it was to give tourists a chance to enjoy the performance, but the pirate ship didn't start for a long time, so He Nian stood up and looked at the singing and dancing accompanied by fireworks on the other side of the castle.

In a jubilant and lively dreamy atmosphere, Yan Ruizhi silently looked at the back of the New Year.

When he stood up, his back was very straight, as if he was suddenly attracted by the performance, he watched very intently, without looking back.

He Nian is tall, with broad shoulders, and Yan Ruizhi is a little lost in thought. He remembers the temperature of the other person's body, the strength of his arms, and the eager hug after he stayed and slept with him.

How could I not know?

In fact, his thinking has not changed. Yan Ruizhi always feels that the physical relationship without sincerity is much simpler.

So he pretended not to understand, enjoyed all the thoughtfulness brought by the other party, and told himself that as long as the relationship was not broken, they might be able to continue like this.

Therefore, when He Nian praised others in front of his face, he was even a little lucky.

If he really finds another person he likes, if he really falls in love with another person so easily, then maybe they can really end this relationship tacitly.

Good for everyone.

But now it no longer exists.

Every word that He Nian said just now carried an unquestionable sincerity, telling him sentence by sentence, I just like you.

When the fireworks and singing and dancing stopped at the other end of the castle, the two fell into the terrible silence just now.

"I..." Yan Ruizhi's voice was dry, but he couldn't utter the second half of the sentence.

Just when the staff came up: "The fireworks show is over, do you want to continue?"

He Nian turned around, the smile on his face still maintained, and he wanted to shake his head: "No need, we..."

"Go on." Yan Ruizhi was still sitting on it, and said softly to the staff.

"Ok."

He Nian looked at him in surprise, with his hands hanging by his side: "Mr. Yan?"

Yan Ruizhi's face was very calm, as if he hadn't heard what He Nian said just now.

It's just that he didn't reach out.

There were still only the two of them in this project, so He Nian didn't ask any more questions, and sat down beside him obediently.

The pirate ship was moving, surrounded by the cool evening wind that brushed against the cheeks, and with the swing of the machine, they sometimes crossed the air and sometimes landed on the ground.

The feeling of weightlessness is an emotion suitable for escaping. Yan Ruizhi wanted to grasp this feeling, so he suddenly agreed.

While the machine was swinging back, he looked down at He Nian's hand that was very close to him.

Obviously the water sports just now were not as exciting, but the person who had pretended to be pitiful and insisted on holding his hand no longer said he was afraid at this moment.

Yan Ruizhi still has something to ask, such as whether he found the treasure he wanted when he was young.

But as if he didn't have the courage to reach out, he didn't speak in the end.

When the pirate ship stops, New Year will return to the way it was before the confession.

There seemed to be no haze in his brows and eyes because of his hesitation, and he walked down from the top first, and stood at the door waiting for him.

"Mr. Yan," he resumed his previous address, "Do you want to go back? Are you hungry?"

Yan Ruizhi wanted to agree, but hesitated for a moment, seeing He Nian's expression looking a little expectant, he changed his tone again: "It's okay."

"Have you prepared anything else?" Yan Ruizhi asked.

After all, what He Nian said just now was that he couldn't hold back, so he confessed suddenly because of his own words.

He Nian really smiled, looking very happy, and asked him like a treasure: "Then do you want to see it?"

"But it might be a bit rough," He Nian said shyly, "My friend said it's pretty rough, so don't make fun of me."

Yan Ruizhi shook his head lightly.

He Nian led him: "Then shall we go to the restaurant?"

"it is good."

In fact, Yan Ruizhi didn't know how to prepare for the New Year's greetings, or maybe it was indeed a working day, and it was too late, and there were not many tourists.

The dining room was only half lit and looked like it was about to close.

He Nian brought him in, and since he had talked about it, he admitted frankly: "I actually wanted to cook it myself, but I haven't practiced cooking well, and I was afraid of failure, so I just brought you to the restaurant .”

The two had lived together before, so of course Yan Ruizhi knew that he liked New Year greetings, so he trotted to talk to the waiter.

An amusement park character in a doll costume walked towards them politely, doing actions unique to the animation, and then bowed to Yan Ruizhi, and the flannel doll's hand stretched out, with a piece of candy on it .

He didn't know if such a project was available for every guest, Yan Ruizhi was slightly stunned, he didn't know whether it was because he was surprised or embarrassed by being coaxed like a child.

It's just that it's not good to let the doll freeze for too long, so he reached out and took the candy from the doll's hand.

Grape-flavored, with a soft heart inside.

He gave the doll a slight nod, and the doll waved its short tail excitedly and waved to him, then left.

After the doll left, the already dim restaurant lights went out two more.

Yan Ruizhi raised his eyes, and He Nian walked to the right side of the restaurant at some point, where there was a white tripod piano with a few sheet music on it.

He Nian looked at him from afar across half the hall, and then smiled.

Soon there was a melodious piano sound.

He didn't know that the other party would do this.

He Nian was very focused when he played, and Yan Ruizhi could only see his side face with his head slightly lowered, and his hands moving across the keys.

Smooth and quiet notes flowed from his hands, not a passionate confession song, but a stable and gentle one.

When the song was over, He Nian quickly got up and walked towards him.

He was so absorbed just now that Yan Ruizhi realized that a cake was pushed up in front of him at some point.

He Nian stood beside him and said the tune he played just now.

NoeNo.9BMajor, Op.32, No.1, one of Chopin's most representative works, He Nian frowned: "This piece is a gentle and calm Andante, I think it is very similar to you."

The same goes for the melody change in the latter paragraph.

But He Nian didn't finish playing, and he didn't say a word for the rest.

He sat down to eat with Yan Ruizhi.

Neither of them had much appetite, but Yan Ruizhi still ate half of the cake.

"I learned it when I was young, and now I practice it occasionally, but luckily I'm not too unfamiliar." At the end, He Nian said to Yan Ruizhi, "In my original plan, I should not confess my love until now."

"But I want to say it again."

Just like when he confided impulsively on the pirate ship, He Nian said very solemnly and seriously: "Yan Ruizhi, I like you so much."

"What I just said is still valid." He Nian looked at him.

"I've thought about it. It doesn't matter if you don't agree in the restaurant."

"I bought roses in the trunk of your car."

"Do you still want to see it?"

In the end, they didn't play with other devices, and the two walked back to the parking lot one after the other.

I didn't expect to come here a few hours later, and my mood would be very different.

On his birthday, he accepted a confession that didn't fit the festive style, with amusement parks, fireworks, pianos and cakes, as portrayed in countless TV movies.

He Nian walked in front of him, with a soft sound, his trunk opened, and there was a small patch of bright red roses inside.

No matter how calm He Nian was, he was still a college student. He stood in front of the trunk, even though he stopped confessing, he still looked at him with good eyes.

Only this time, there was no staff to rescue them, and no dolls came to deliver candies.

Seeing He Nian's lips trembling slightly, Yan Ruizhi took a step forward and said to him, "Mr. Yan, shall I take you home?"

He said, as if he couldn't hold back, he broke the promise he said he wanted to wait, and carefully took Yan Ruizhi's hand.

His palm was very warm, touching Yan Ruizhi's cool fingers.

He couldn't hold his breath after all, and wanted to know the answer sooner.

Everyone understood the meaning of this movement, but when Yan Ruizhi touched the warmth, he still shrank his hands and curled his fingertips nervously.

Although it is not a rejection, the meaning is enough.

The terrible silence struck again, like an unsolicited obituary.

He Nian's eyes dimmed, but he let go of his hand sensiblely.

"I see."

He Nian looked down at Yan Ruizhi's hand hanging by his side again, but there was no movement.

"It's okay, I knew I wouldn't succeed, but I just couldn't hold back..." He Nian stood in the parking lot with an empty voice.

He raised his face and smiled at Yan Ruizhi: "I am, give it a try."

For a moment, Yan Ruizhi felt that he was despicable.

It is obvious that the other party has already confessed their feelings, and it is not frank enough for him not to give a response, but he still wants the other party to find a way for himself first.

From then on, you can no longer deliberately pretend to be ignorant, and you can't ignore the other party's spotless enthusiasm.

Once again, he felt that Hao Shuai was right, he was just afraid, and he just blocked himself from facing it.

But he didn't expect that one day he would hurt another sincere person because of this fear.

And this day came so quickly.

"However, Mr. Yan." He Nian smiled at him, the corners of his mouth were raised up hard, but his eyes flickered slightly, "Actually, I'm still a little sad, can you give me a hug?"

This time Yan Ruizhi did not remain silent.

He waved towards New Year with a gentle voice and a slight smile on his face.

At this moment, he is gentle, so calm, yet extremely cruel.

He said, "Come here."

Yan Ruizhi knew it.

Loving someone wholeheartedly is like a big gamble. He Nian is young enough to have the guts to lose everything, but he is hesitant and dare not show such courage.

He stretched out his arms and finally hugged her in his arms.

The other party was very warm, his chest was very close to him, Yan Ruizhi could feel the beating of his heart, so real.

He Nian was very obedient, he quietly put his pillow on his shoulder, put his hands on his waist, and hugged him lightly.

Yan Ruizhi's voice was a little hoarse, he stepped up a little bit, hugged He Nian tightly, and called him in a low voice.

"Every year."

Different from the previous loud responses, this time He Nian just nodded lightly against him without opening his mouth.

Yan Ruizhi also stopped talking.

He knew that he was cowardly, but at this moment he was so sad that he wanted to cry.