After the sea king wears into the ancient abuse text

Xie Qi got into Yu Yicheng's car out of nowhere, and followed him to a restaurant out of nowhere.

The restaurant is elegantly decorated and there is a piano next to it.

I don't know why every time he eats with Yu Yicheng, the whole floor is almost empty.

Yu Yicheng ordered small shrimps for him.

It was his favorite dish last time.

But seeing that Yu Yicheng didn't ask him what he meant, he said with a little displeasure:

"I want the spicy one."

He said he was displeased, but his voice was raised a little, and the end tune was stretched a little. He didn't even frown, but it seemed like a kind of protest of intimacy.

Of course, their relationship should not be described as intimacy.

Realizing this, he was a little stiff, and looked at Yu Yicheng with a fixed face.

The man on the opposite side had no change in expression, and skillfully changed him to the taste he wanted.

That's fine—no, what does he care about.

I can only blame Yu Yicheng for being too... strange.

That made him feel awkward too.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"There's only one of us here who hasn't had dinner."

Yu Yicheng looked at him helplessly.

Maybe it was because he had contradicted him a few words before, this man didn't say any annoying preaching words, but judging by his expression, no matter how you looked at it, he was condemning him for not caring about his body.

There was a slight thrill in his heart.

It's nothing else, he hasn't received this kind of gaze since he was a child.

He has been far away from his parents since he was a child, so the aunt who took him would show this look when he was coaxing him to eat when he was young.

But he has already passed the age of needing care.

Yu Yicheng is far from the aunt who takes care of him with a salary.

In fact, he is not a few years younger than Yu Yicheng...

Thinking in a mess in his heart, he blurted out:

"I don't like eating by myself—then why are you here?"

It's a little childish.

"..." Yu Yicheng didn't say anything, and added a small plate of dumplings for himself.

It was indeed a very small plate, and it was clearly for him to eat.

"...Is there anything else?"

Xie Qi didn't feel at ease eating, he felt that the main reason was that the meal was unclear and there was no reason for it.

Of course, in many cases, the excuse is just a pretense, but it is another matter if there is no pretense.

In addition, Yu Yicheng suddenly became very quiet, and just sat there watching him eat.Make him less comfortable.

"Eat slowly," Yu Yicheng saw what he meant, without rushing, "Let's chat slowly."

"I don't want to talk about the previous topic." His eyes suddenly became vigilant.

How do you forget that one while eating?

He likes mature men, but what he can't stand the most is this kind of man's attitude of digging into his own mind.

Even if you don't ask, the other party's eyes always seem to want to see through him.

It made him uncomfortable...he was used to being in his own circle and nobody else wanted to.Even if they are partners who had an intimate relationship in the previous life, their greatest tacit understanding with each other is to ignore it.

"Don't talk about that," Yu Yicheng became milder, "let's talk about your match."

Xie Qi is a little different tonight.He picked it up sensitively.

Of course, he has taken over the family business for many years, and he understands the truth that everything must not be rushed.

"... Inspiration?" Xie Qi swallowed the shrimp in his mouth, unconsciously licked the corner of his lips, "I haven't thought about it yet."

Inspiration is like a puff of smoke that gathers and disperses.

What's more, he likes to complete his own design independently, and he really doesn't feel the need to chat with others in detail.

"No, let's talk about something practical."

Unexpectedly, Yu Yicheng stopped talking about this topic.

"This game is actually a little different from the past."

"We hope to find potential new designers from the competition—"

"Then?"

"Then cultivate well—to cultivate the top designers in the industry."

"...I didn't think about it." Xie Qi organized his words, "I just happened to be interested in this competition when I participated in the competition."

And to gain some experience for opening a studio by myself in the future.

"I thought it would suit you well."

"Ok?"

"You said before that you want to open a personal studio, and this does not violate our vision." Yu Yicheng smiled clearly, "Our company's cultivation agreement values ​​cooperation more than your—"

"That's not the problem."

Xie Qi took a sip of lemonade:

"I mean—I didn't think I'd have to make a big splash."

He shrugged:

"I just plan to participate in an interesting competition, and the ranking is not that important."

I don't want to bite the hook in the hands of Yu Yicheng and the large companies represented by Yu Yicheng like fishes scrambling to be the first.

It was too intense for his living habits.

Yu Yicheng really frowned.

Xie Qi's thinking... is a bit like the kind of young master who doesn't know the sufferings of the world, or at least a designer with some capital.

But Xie Qi is obviously a poor student—the kind who needs to play the piano to subsidize himself.

Maybe it can be explained by people's own ambitions.

"It is a pity."

"what?"

"I think you are... the kind of designer who can stand out in competitions."

Xie Qi's heart moved again.

Hard-edged.

A word that is already very far away from him.

"I only show my sharpness to people I hate."

He made a detour, looking a little playful.

It seemed to be avoiding the previous topic.

"Does that still hate me?"

Yu Yicheng didn't force it, so he followed his words and asked with a slight smile.

After all, Xie Qi was quite unhappy that day, so he stabbed him a few times.

"No way." Xie Qi's voice softened imperceptibly.

Of course I didn't really hate it, otherwise he and Yu Yicheng wouldn't be sitting here.

This person is sometimes annoying, but in fact he knows how to advance and retreat.

Calm, a little reserved, but not stubborn.

He didn't look away at first.

The smile on Yu Yicheng's face became even more obvious.

"You can think about it," he continued to persuade Xie Qi softly, "I think you can, just take it as my layman's intuition."

layman?

Xie Qi wondered if he didn't know the word.

"Don't talk about me." He pursed his lips, "What about you?"

"Ok?"

"Before you said you were looking for someone to pretend to be your partner." Xie Qi tapped his chopsticks on the plate a few times, "Why?"

"..." Yu Yicheng suddenly froze.

It is estimated that he did not expect the turn of events, and the topic turned around him.

"Forced marriage?" He kept asking, but before he got an answer, a sneer had already emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"Almost, a little more complicated."

It is difficult to tell clearly the grievances and grievances of several families for decades.

Now Xie Qi's sneer hardened.

"Then why provoke others."

His voice suddenly faded, and a pair of chopsticks poked randomly on the shrimp.

"My ideal partner should have nothing to do with these aristocratic families." Yu Yicheng replied seriously.

Naturally, he wouldn't involve innocent people in those bad things.

"But you hope he can help you stop some pressure." Xie Qi said to the point.

Yu Yicheng fell silent, speechless for a while.

"Look, how troublesome it is," Xie Qi smiled slightly, "not many people would be willing."

Unless Yu Yicheng gives a generous reward... Cough, someone may be willing, anyway, he finds it troublesome.

Thinking of this, he asked again:

"So are you going to find someone else?"

Since they are friends, it is understandable for him to care about this.

Xie Qi thought in his heart, maybe he could give Yu Yicheng some advice.

Looking at Yu Yicheng like this, he can't deceive people at first sight.

He raised his head only to realize that Yu Yicheng was staring at him.

"I'm not in a hurry." Yu Yicheng's voice was as gentle as ever:

"There is no such plan for now."

"..." Xie Qi was stared at by him, and for a moment forgot what he wanted to say.

The piano in the corner of the restaurant rang.

No one is playing, it is a player piano, which can be operated by the guests.

It was Adilina by the water.

In the sound of the piano, all conversations come to an end.

He only heard Yu Yicheng say to him:

"I'll take you home after eating."

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