Surrender At a Glance

There are two desks in the study room of Yi Yan and Jiang Xiche's villa, and they each occupy one side of the world, but Yi Yan rarely stays in the study room. She usually doesn't work after get off work and spends her time enjoying it.

On the contrary, Jiang Xiche often worked overtime without talking, and often went to the study to continue working for a while after he got home.

However, that night, when Jiang Xiche came back, he found that the light was on in the study, and then found Yi Yan working in the study for the first time.

She looked diligent and conscientious, her eyebrows pressed one degree, sometimes lowered her head to draw a few strokes on the drawing board, sometimes looked up at the computer, did not give Jiang Xiche eyes, it seemed that she didn't know that he had come in.

Although Jiang Xiche was a bit surprised, she was rarely like this. He didn't intend to disturb her, and went straight to his desk.

The study room remained quiet. The desks of the two of them were diagonally opposite. When Jiang Xiche was looking at the computer, he couldn't help himself, and occasionally glanced at her with the corner of the eye.

She was sitting there in her pajamas with a rabbit headband, touching her neck and staring at the computer thinking, her cheeks bulged slightly, like a little girl in trouble, the light fell on her plain face, glowing white.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Xiche suddenly remembered a past event in junior high school. He always remembered it, but she might have forgotten it.

At that time, she was in the first year of the junior year, his third year, and the campus in the late autumn evening was shrouded in sunset. When his duty was over, the students had already walked almost the same, and the campus of Nuovo University was quiet and empty.

The third grade classroom was on the upper floor of the teaching building. He walked several flights of stairs that day. When he came to the second floor, he saw a girl with a ponytail lying on the wall facing a workbook in the corridor outside the teacher’s office. frown.

The girl seemed to hear the movement and turned to look at him. The tearful look of grievance made him subconsciously stop, and her heart softened inexplicably.

When she saw him, she suddenly seemed to see hope. She quickly turned her head and glanced into the office. It is estimated that the teacher was not there, and she hurriedly looked at him again and waved at him excitedly.

He walked to her in a ghostly manner, but he always looked at her indifferently. After all, this school girl didn't have a good face after seeing him these days.

She wiped a tear, looked at him pitifully, pointed her finger on the notebook, and said to him in a begging tone: "Brother, can you help me with this question? I can't do it, the teacher is not allowed I’m leaving. If I go home late, I won’t have time to watch the show tonight."

The name "brother" spit out from her pink mouth, it seemed that there was a kind of driving magic, and the nerves of the whole body were disintegrated.

Then he did it for her, silently.

When she finished copying his answers, he wanted to kindly explain to her the idea of ​​solving the problem, but how did she know that she tore the book off with excitement.

"Thank you, senior! Don't care about you for the last time you remembered my name and caused me to be punished. See you, senior! I wish you a smooth journey home!"

She was full of joy and smiled at him more brilliantly than the sunset, her mouth was like a machine gun, and even bowed to him. Before he could react, she grabbed the notebook and rushed into the office.

As if quite sure that his answer was correct, she rushed away from the back door before the teacher came back.

The long corridor was filled with the afterglow of the setting sun, and she ran fast on it, the ponytail on the back of her head swaying fast.

...

At eleven thirty, Yi Yan was finally done. She stretched her waist and yawned by the way.

Jiang Xiche, who had already returned from the bath and was about to call her to rest, happened to see this scene and stood at the door and called her: "Yiyan, come and sleep when you are done."

Yi Yan saw him and suddenly waved at him with a smile, as if she couldn't wait to share something with him, "Come here."

Jiang Xiche walked towards her unhurriedly.

Yi Yan pointed to the finished picture in the computer. The big eyes that fell into the light were very bright and moving, and looked at him expectantly, "Is the birthday present I designed for grandma, is it good-looking?"

The computer showed a cheongsam. Jiang Xiche looked at it for a while. The cheongsam is low-key but elegant. The color is the indigo blue that Grandma Yi likes, with lilies and carnations blooming on it. The paintings are delicate and realistic. It's just right, not too fancy.

For Yiyan, who specializes in designing dresses and daily trendy clothing, it should be considered a big project. Although she may seem a little brainless at ordinary times, she does have a certain talent in fashion design.

"Very good." Jiang Xiche gave a not high or low evaluation, his eyes slowly fell on her, "Grandma's birthday is coming?"

"Yeah, there's still about half a month, you remember to prepare a gift." Yi Yan leaned back in the chair, looking at her work with satisfaction, patted her belly with her little hand, and the corners of her mouth could not stop rising, "Tsk, This is the first cheongsam I designed. Grandma will be very happy to receive it."

"Well, go to bed." Jiang Xiche put the lid on her cup, and then grabbed one of her arms and pulled the person up from the chair.

He let go and turned to walk outside. Unexpectedly, Yi Yan lay on his back like a puddle of mud, clinging on his shoulders with both hands, and said weakly, "I'm so tired, I don't want to move anymore, or you will take me Go back."

Jiang Xiche was silent for a moment, took a short step back, and said flatly, "Come up."

Yi Yan didn't expect that he would agree, his eyes lit up in surprise, and he immediately supported his shoulders and jumped up unceremoniously.

Jiang Xiche held her legs, she was very light, he could hardly feel the weight, his back was still straight, and he walked out without pressure.

"Turn off the lights." Walking to the door, he stopped and called her.

Yi Yan turned off the light obediently, and hugged his neck with both hands, and said with a look of longing: "Jiang Xiche, how about adding my studio to the field of cheongsam in the future?"

"Look at yourself." Jiang Xiche said calmly, turning around and walking into the corridor.

Yi Yan thought about it for a moment, then smacked his lips, "Forget it, let's study first and consider later."

"Yeah." Jiang Xiche paused for a moment, and asked casually, "I am going to Italy on a business trip tomorrow, do you have any gifts you want."

"Going so far to Italy? How long?" Yi Yan's focus is not on gifts. Jiang Xiche hadn't traveled a few times before, even if he was only in China, he would be back in a day or two.

Jiang Xiche: "Two weeks."

"It's been so long." There was a feeling of loss in Yi Yan's heart. She frowned and prolonged the end sound, unconsciously like a persimmon that had been frosted.

This almost complaining tone made Jiang Xiche's pace a little slower. He turned his face towards her slightly, and his quiet eyes seemed to contain a rare hint of teasing.

"Reluctant?"

"Oh, don't be shameless." Yi Yan made a retching motion and nudged his forehead contemptuously. "I just don't want to live alone for that long."

She lightly tapped his head with her index finger and said, "It's you, don't miss me too much. There are enough people who miss me. I am almost annoyed by sneezing."

Jiang Xiche ignored her narcissism and only faintly told: "I will make breakfast for you, and remember to eat it when you wake up."

The proud Yi Yan was stunned, staring straight at his handsome eyebrows, his heart was warmed for a moment because of his words.

"Jiang Xiche, you are really a conscientious husband." She smiled and lowered her head, scratching his chin with one hand, deliberately teasing him, "Married a wife who can't serve you but wants you to serve, wronged. Do not?"

Jiang Xiche: "What about grievances?"

"Of course I'm squeezing!" Yi Yan said, squeezing his thin chin, "Who made you be fooled by my beauty, but if you marry Yi Li, you must be a hundred times wronged than marrying me! I'm much better than her, don't you?"

"Well, take your hand away, don't pinch me."

"What's the matter with pinching?" Yi Yan not only didn't listen, but also pinched his face with her hand. It was probably because she was very peaceful during the time with Jiang Xiche. He loved her so much that she dared to be so unscrupulous. .

She squeezed his face to the left and right, and praised him, "Look at this delicate skin and tender meat, did you steal my skin care products?"

...

On the third day of Jiang Xiche's business trip, Yi Yan went to Fang Shushu's beauty shop for beauty treatment after get off work, during which time she asked Fang Shushu and Lin Yi about their progress.

Some time ago, after meeting Lin Yi in Jiang's family, Yi Yan felt that Lin Yi was very good. If you want Yan Youyan, you need money, you need to be polite and polite, so he wants to pair him with his good sister.

"I don't think he is interesting to me." Fang Shushu helped Yi Yan massage her face, and said with lack of interest, "After all, the way I was in the hotel last time must have left a bad impression on him. And they were very busy. Okay, I got a message back most of the day."

"It's okay, take your time." Yi Yan patted her arm comfortingly, "At least I will get back your news, which means I still don't hate you."

Fang Shushu smiled, disapproving, "That's not necessarily true, maybe it's just out of politeness."

"No." Yi Yan waved his hand, pondered for a while, and thought of a good idea, "When Jiang Xiche comes back, I will help you ask him what kind of girl Lin Yi likes, or let him be in front of Lin Yi. Say good things about you."

Fang Shushu: "Come on, how could Jiang Xiche say good things to me? I just have some good feelings for Lin Yi, and I won't let him be my boyfriend."

Today, there are many customers in the beauty shop, and Shu Shu has to continue to do the perfect look for Yi Yan, so Yi Yan left the beauty shop alone, planning to go home to paint.

In mid-November, the weather in the sea city gradually turned cooler. Yiyan didn't wear a jacket, and the shirt was short-sleeved. When the evening breeze blew, she lowered her head and shook her arms.

Unexpectedly, a Kung Fu who didn't look at the way, bumped into someone.

The visitor happened to be distracted looking at the phone, and stopped after hitting someone.

"Sorry." The two spoke at the same time, but they were stunned when their eyes met.

"Senior Su?" Seeing the gentle and kind man in front of him, Yiyan grinned in surprise. She didn't expect to meet the senior who she knew at university on the road.

"Yi Yan?" Su Zhi's expression was unexpected and joyful. He looked up and down Yi Yan a few times, and gradually smiled, "Long time no see, I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Yeah, we haven't contacted much since you went abroad. Are you returning to work in China?"

"Not yet, I have something to go back to China. But it's coming soon. I plan to come back later and open my own studio just like you."

"Excessive." Yi Yan squinted slightly, and looked at him pretendingly hostilely, "You actually want to come back to grab the market with me."

Su Zhi chuckled a few times, and inadvertently scanned Qing Qing not far away, and suggested to Yi Yan: "Are you busy? I haven't seen you for so long, why don't you go have a drink and talk slowly?"

"Okay, I'm not busy, I just came out of beauty treatment." Yi Yan agreed without hesitation. After all, the two had a good relationship before, and they hadn't seen each other for so long, so they should sit together.

Su Zhi put the phone back in his pocket, "Let's go then."

So the two went to Qingba to drink and relive the past. Su Zhi was the president of the club at Yiyan University, two terms older than her, but they both studied the same major and talked about more topics, and they became friends after a long time.

This time, the two talked for a long time. Yi Yan listened to Su Zhi telling her about his life studying abroad, and he listened with gusto, and even regretted not choosing to study abroad like him after graduation.

At the end of the talk, Su Zhi said that he would return to Italy tomorrow, and would go to a large fashion show in the evening, and there would be many famous designers' works on the show.

Yi Yan was lying on the table when he heard the words, enviously shaking the wine in the glass, and sighed: "Oh, I really want to see it too."

She is a small designer who hasn't been to a large fashion show on the spot yet, but she has only seen small scenes.

Hearing what she said, Su Zhi, who was drinking, thought for a moment, put down the glass, and asked her with some expectation: "Then you want to be together?"

"I don't have an invitation letter." Yi Yan curled his lips.

"If you want, I can take you in."

"Really?!" Yi Yan suddenly seemed to be beaten with blood, suddenly propped up his body, holding his breath and staring at Su Zhi, for fear that he was teasing her.

Su Zhi nodded and said, "Well, my teacher has a work exhibition, he can take us in."

"That's great! I'm going! I'm going!" Yi Yan was already so excited that he couldn't help herself, crackling his hands on the table several times.

Su Zhi was amused by her appearance and poured wine into her glass, "Don't be too excited, we can go there together tomorrow, but you have to come back by yourself."

Yi Yan: "It's okay! I'm not a kid, so I don't need someone to give it away."

The two behind happily said goodbye, and met at the airport on time the next day, and boarded the plane to Italy together.

Due to the weather, the plane arrived at the destination later than expected. At 7:30 in the evening, the two arrived in Milan smoothly.

It rained lightly in Milan, it was pattering, pedestrians on the road holding umbrellas of various colors, the neon lights became more dreamy.

The fashion show starts at 8pm, and the show is divided into several small shows. Each show has a different style. Except for the T stage in the middle, the lights on both sides of the audience are dim, making it difficult to see everyone's appearance.

Yi Yan and Su Zhi mingled in the back row, watching a rush of concentration.

She longs for one day when she can become a famous designer, and the clothes made by her can also appear on large fashion shows.

The fashion show lasted for more than two hours. At ten o'clock in the night, people left the show. Unfortunately, the rain was even heavier. The big raindrops splashed on the ground one after another, so that the entrance of the venue was blocked a lot. people.

Yi Yan and Su Zhi came by taxi directly from the airport. They now have neither an umbrella nor a car. They are standing in a corner outside the venue to take shelter from the rain.

"Yiyan, the apartment I rented is not far from here. It just happens to have a vacancy. Would you like to go there for one night? I'll take you to the airport tomorrow." Su Zhi will directly let Yiyan solve the accommodation problem by himself, plus worry Her safety issue is so suggested.

Yi Yan did not dare to spend the night alone at a friend's house of the opposite sex. After all, she is a married woman. In case it is spread out someday, it will not affect her and Jiang Xiche's reputation, so she waved her hand and refused: "No need. I’ll just stay at the hotel for one night."

Su Zhi thought for a while, thought she was mostly embarrassed, and did not force her, nodded, and while taking out her mobile phone, said: "That's fine, I know there is a hotel nearby, I will call a car to take you there?"

"Okay, trouble." Yi Yan grinned at him, when a cool breeze hit, with imperceptible rain and mist.

Yi Yan only wore a black suit and skirt, with his arms and legs exposed. After being blown like this, he could not help feeling a little bit cold, rubbing his arms with both hands, and hissed in his mouth.

Upon seeing this, Su Zhi hurriedly took off his coat and put it on Yi Yan, with a helpless smile: "Is it cold? It's late autumn now, why do you girls still wear so little?"

"Thank you." Yi Yan was not polite with him, pulled his coat, raised his eyebrows, "because girls love beauty, so they don't look good if they wear too much."

Su Zhi smiled and shook his head.

There were still people coming out from the gate of the venue one after another. Wang Te’s assistant carried a black umbrella, and unbuttoned the umbrella when he left the door. At the same time, he said to the man on the side: “Mr. Jiang, let’s wait here first. I have asked the driver to bring the car over."

"Yeah." Jiang Xiche responded lightly, with a hazy twilight in his eyes, and a faint black cyan color remained under his eyes.

The two walked a few steps forward and stood still in an empty place.

Yi Yan and Su Zhi were standing parallel to each other half a metre away. While waiting for the bus, Yi Yan still talked with Su Zhi about the fashion show just now, feeling a little excited, so that the volume was not very controlled. it is good.

From time to time, there were a few innocent female voices in the sound of the crashing rain, which sounded very familiar.

Jiang Xiche brows lightly, and for a moment he thought he had auditory hallucinations, until the sound gradually increased in decibels, and he slowly moved his eyes from the rain curtain.