Hu Bing's smile lingered, but she pursed her lips, sat down beside An Yan, and took another sniff of the colorful bouquet. "Quite unique, isn't it?" she thought.
An Yan saw through Hu Bing's little thought and smiled, "Today, all the people from the variety show came to watch your competition, but they all had things to do, so they went back first. They each picked one flower."
Hu Bing was also taken aback upon hearing this, her eyes widening in disbelief. What kind of spectacle was this? The elite of the entire dating reality show had come to watch; she was truly flattered.
He looked up at Chi Yining again. At this moment, Chichi's lips were slightly raised, and he was smiling gently. Hu Bing automatically translated this as: Absolutely true.
Wow, I'm so touched...
Seeing Hu Bing holding the flowers with obvious affection, An Yan reached out and took them from his arms, placing them aside. "Let's eat first, don't keep President Yan waiting."
Hu Bing weakly replied, "Okay..."
The food at Fog City Restaurant has a niche appeal, focusing on a refined and non-greasy style.
" Chichi, the food is pretty good, isn't it?" Hu Bing was still smiling as she ate, her happiness truly overflowing.
"Very nice, it's your family's business."
He didn't have the worries of socializing before, so he wouldn't specifically search for how to chat with others. Now that he's learned a bit, he can try to answer these simple questions.
Hu Bing's beautiful almond-shaped eyes widened even more, and after a moment, she smiled even more broadly, " Chichi! It's so kind of you to go to the trouble of getting to know me..."
The two men beside them remained silent; one quietly peeled shrimp, while the other carefully removed fish bones.
Chi Yining could actually sense an indescribable loneliness in Hu Bing when he was in the audience. It seemed that he loved figure skating, but was also trapped in figure skating.
Chi Yining guessed that Hu Bing was probably under immense pressure because her starting point was too high and she was the one everyone expected to succeed.
"Life is your own. Keep going..." Chi Yining said as a final remark before continuing to eat. The shrimp that Brother Yan had peeled looked incredibly tempting.
When He An Yan returned home, Hu Bing sat on the sofa in a daze.
"Still thinking about something?" An Yan brought over a glass of energy-boosting mixed fruit juice.
Hu Bing nodded, took the drink, and finished it in one gulp. "Hmm, Chichi is amazing... she could even tell I was tired."
An Yan skillfully helped him take off his shoes, looked at his battle-hardened feet, and sighed softly, "He's right. If you don't want to continue, I'll support you. When a hobby becomes a profession, it's no longer a hobby."
Hu Bing lowered her head. "Do you think my parents will agree?"
"Yes, you don't need to worry about that. Come upstairs, I'll give you a foot bath."
An Yan squatted down skillfully, and Hu Bing, seeing this, lazily lay down on him, hugging his neck, her warm breath spraying onto his neck.
His steps were different from when he was down on his luck; they became steady and powerful, and he was extremely cautious. "Anywhere you'd like to go tonight?"
Hu Bing, lying on his back, said lazily, "I want to... but I'm so tired."
An Yan: "Then we won't go..."
Hu Bing: "Senior, how long have we been living together?"
An Yan: "It's been about three or four years? Back then, you came to me crying and said, 'Senior, I want to live with you...'"
Hahaha... you still remember!
After laughing, Hu Bing buried her face in An Yan's shoulder again and said nothing more.
Back home Chi Yining felt liberated! But... he still needed to maintain his image. Gays are known to be quite image-conscious... so he figured he should be a little more serious than usual.
But, has Brother Yan forgotten what he said at the stadium before...?