After bankruptcy, I was pampered by the boss

Although he doesn’t post on WeChat Moments very often, Yu Jing feels that relationships should still be made public.

Almost immediately, I saw Chen Ce liked the comment:

The scene is happy again.

He curled his lips and responded with a handshake expression.

I don’t know if Yi Zongyu has studied at New Oriental, but the noodles he cooks are so fragrant and look very high-end.

A bowl of noodles tastes like French food.

"Come and eat on the balcony," Yi Zongyou suggested.

"Oh, ok."

Yu Jing held the bowl of noodles reverently and walked towards the balcony without asking why, because it was Yi Zong who persuaded him to do so.

The balcony was very large, with only a few potted plants placed there symbolically, and he didn't know what specific families they were.

He carefully placed the bowl on the table on the balcony, then returned and brought over Yi Zongyu's bowl of noodles.

Yi Zongyu took a cake from the refrigerator, a coconut coffee cake, the same one he bought on his birthday.

He remembered that Yu Jing loved to eat.

The night sky shines through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows. The weather tonight is very good, perfect for stargazing.

"Eat." Yi Zongyu put the cake on the table to remind him.

Yu Jing poked the cake crust, his eyebrows curved: "Love cake."

Yi Zongyou couldn't help laughing, "Yeah, yes."

After eating the noodles, Yu Jing looked at the time. It was past eleven o’clock.

"I want to eat cake now." He looked at Yi Zongyu expectantly, "Can I?"

Yi Zongyou leaned back in his chair and patted his legs, "Come here."

Yu Jing stood up shyly and sat on his lap, with a faint smile on his face, looking innocent and harmless.

"It's not even twelve o'clock yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

Yi Zongyou kissed him on the jaw, his voice very low.

"Okay then." Yu Jing leaned his head on the man's shoulder, "This cake smells so good..."

"Good boy, don't you want to make a wish?" Yi Zongyu asked.

Yu Jing thought about it and agreed that it would be more appropriate to make a wish after midnight, but he remembered that he had celebrated Yi Zongyou’s birthday some time ago, and the other party didn’t even eat the cake.

"Why didn't you make a wish on your birthday?"

"Because the wish has come true."

Yu Jing was stunned and muttered something about how a wish could be so easy to fulfill.

Yi Zongyu raised the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a smile, but said nothing.

Yu Jing sat on Yi Zongyu's lap, unwrapped the cake and put the candles on it. During this time, he had been staring at his phone and counting the time.

Waiting for the delicious cake.

At 11:59, he patted Yi Zongyu's arm with some excitement.

"Okay! Light the candles and I'll make a wish."

Under the dim candlelight, Yu Jing's quiet profile could be described as pious. He clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.

I hope that just like Yi Zongyou said, he can be with me every winter.

He was always alone before, but starting this winter, he has Yi Zongyou.

A string of fireworks soared into the sky, breaking through the dark blue night sky and blooming, interweaving with the stars. The sparks slowly flowed out in a colorful and disorderly manner, like the surging tails of stars.

Yu Jing looked at the fireworks blooming outside the window, with an unconcealable joy in his bright eyes. Each brilliant firework would eventually take the shape of a small fish.

Is this also a gift prepared for him? It’s so beautiful.

"Happy birthday, baby."

Amid the dazzling lights of fireworks, Yi Zongyu's warm kiss came over. The brief touch was like the fireworks outside the window, making one's heartbeat quicken unconsciously.

The fireworks lasted for ten minutes before stopping in the deep blue night.

"Did you prepare the fireworks?" Yu Jing looked at him with clear black eyes, "I like them very much."

"Well, congratulations on turning another year older."

Yu Jing kissed him on the cheek and said softly, "You are so nice."

There was a hint of pampering in Yi Zongyu's vague smile. He touched Yu Jing's furry head and said, "Eat cake."

After cutting the cake, Yu Jing took a small piece of cake and fed it to Yi Zongyu's mouth like offering a treasure:

"Take a bite."

Watching him eat it, Yu Jing asked expectantly, "Is it delicious?"

"Yeah." Yi Zongyou said, "Everything you feed is delicious."

Yu Jing's earlobes turned red, and he wondered how the man could be so good at saying sweet words, where did he learn that?

He sat on Yi Zongyu's lap and ate the cake happily. Halfway through, he remembered the shape of the little fish at the end of the fireworks.

It’s the same as the tattoo on Yi Zongyu’s body. Is there any connection between them?

"Yi Zongyou."

"Ah."

Yu Jing chewed the cake with puffy cheeks, and asked curiously, "What is the tattoo on your chest?"

"It's you."

Yi Zongyu's answer was the same as last time.

Yu Jing was even more confused, "Why am I a fish?"

Before Yi Zongyou could answer, he asked again:

"When did you get the tattoo?"

Yi Zongyou glanced at him and said, "This spring, before I return home."

"?" Yu Jing was stunned. "Spring? I think we didn't know each other at that time."

Is this guy lying to me? Maybe he really had a crush on someone before? Now he can't explain it clearly and he's starting to put it on me.

Yu Jing's thoughts were in a mess, and he had already made up a whole "Bai Yueguang substitute" incident in his mind.

"It's just that you don't know me. Can't I know you?" Yi Zongyu pinched his face.

This sentence made Yu Jing start to doubt himself again and began to think about what it meant.

"You, how do you know me?" Yu Jing asked blankly.

"Do you want to know?"

"think."

"Kiss me." Yi Zongyu leaned his face closer to him and gestured.

Yu Jing was a little embarrassed, but still kissed him on the cheek.

"Go ahead."

Yi Zongyou hugged him in his arms and said casually:

"Actually, I noticed you when we were in Switzerland."

"Huh? Really?"

Yu Jing was very surprised. He had never heard Yi Zongyu say this before.

"real."

"Yes... When did you notice me? Have we met?"

Yu Jing put the cake on the table and had no appetite to eat it.

Yi Zongyu looked into his clear eyes and recalled the night when he first met Yu Jing.

It was his third year in Switzerland, and the industry there had just started to grow steadily. Fu Siyin and a few friends invited him to go for a drink.

Yi Zongyou arrived late. As soon as he sat down, he heard a French friend at the same table say:

"Bars are now hiring models to be waiters? This is a good marketing method."

Following the other person's gaze, I happened to see the back of a waiter. He was wearing a brown work suit and the back of his head looked hairy.

Yi Zongyu nonchalantly withdrew his gaze and didn't take it too seriously.

Halfway through his drink, he stood up and went to a corridor outside the bar to answer a phone call. The deep and quiet corridor looked eerie under the dark lights, and his feet made no sound when they stepped on the carpet.

He heard a gentle voice coming from a door at the end of the corridor, speaking English.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in you."

"Why? Is there something wrong with me, or is there something about my face that is not perfect enough?" The other party also replied in English, and his voice sounded a little anxious.

That gentle voice sounded again: "No, I have a fetish for ugliness."

Yi Zongyu couldn't help but laugh. Is this a new way of rejection? An ugly fetish. I've learned it.

After a long silence, the door to the corridor opened and a man walked out with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. He was obviously the one who was rejected because he was too handsome.

Yi Zongyu looked through the crack in the door and saw that the man with the "ugly fetish" had turned around and walked in the opposite direction. His vision was dim and he could only see the hairy head.