In fact, Yi Yufei had heard some rumors about Yin Weiyao from other people. This girl was quite famous in the school. Apart from the fact that she became famous after kicking her ex-boyfriend's lower body, her reputation was still very reliable.
"She's a second-generation rich kid. She's not a local from Wangjiang, but she has a house and a car here. Now she's starting a business with her senior from the photography department, opening a studio. She has a wide circle of friends and is quite straightforward. She doesn't have the temper of a young lady."
"I heard that there are many people who like her, because she is beautiful, but not many dare to pursue her. Last year, a rich and handsome guy went to propose to her. He used luxury goods to spell out her name downstairs and lit hundreds of candles. As a result, she didn't buy it at all. She said, 'People who don't know may think I'm in trouble. Are you mourning me?' It's so funny!"
Yi Yufei, who was listening from the side, also found it funny. Have the methods of pursuing people become so gorgeous these days? Especially the trick of arranging names and lighting candles, it's okay in private, but in public, he really felt it was a bit vulgar.
Two days later, Yin Weiyao sent him a message, saying that she wanted to treat him to dinner.
"I was the one who invited you last time, but you ended up paying for it. I feel so bad. This time, you have to let me treat you." She said, "It's still the same group of people. You know them all. Invite Liang Rui and your friends too. Let's have some fun."
When Yi Yufei's buddies heard this, they naturally wanted to go. The thing that the playboys loved most was parties.
That night, after everyone had their fill, they went to a KTV to sing. The group of people quickly became familiar with each other as they joked and laughed. In fact, Yi Yufei knew a little about what Yin Weiyao was thinking. Everyone had seen the signs, but no one pointed it out. He just let things take their course and didn't have any particular attitude.
As they went back and forth, his understanding of Yin Weiyao gradually changed. This was probably because she was willing to reveal a lot of private information to him, and there were many differences between this information and what was spread to the outside world.
For example, her career. Although the photography studio has been on the right track, it has been losing money for the past few months because of the expensive rent in the business district and the promotional activities in the early stage.
She and her senior fellow student took care of both photography and videography, and the senior fellow student's girlfriend was responsible for makeup. With the addition of two art designers, the five-person team often worked through the night and was very tired. However, in order to control costs, she did not intend to recruit more people.
Sometimes when business is slow, she even takes on funeral photography jobs.
It was that time that she followed for three days and two nights. When she came back to have dinner with him, her eyes were full of red blood vessels. Halfway through the meal, she fell asleep on the table.
Yi Yufei didn't care, and stayed by her side waiting for her to wake up.
The cafe was quiet in the afternoon. He opened his laptop and started doing his homework. After an unknown amount of time, she sat up and looked at him with her chin in her hands.
"Yi Yufei," the voice was still a little confused, "I heard that a few days ago a department flower confessed to you."
"Hmm?" He was typing on the keyboard and didn't pay much attention to what she was saying.
"You seem to be rejecting them quite decisively, without leaving any room for negotiation. Not only does it hurt people, but don't you want to be in a relationship yourself?"
Yi Yufei said, "I don't feel anything."
Yin Weiyao smiled thoughtfully: "I'm not telling tales, but you have a friend who is really a piece of trash. He's been gossiping behind your back, saying that you wouldn't even want it if it was delivered to your door, and that you're still playing the virgin card in this day and age... It's not just him, but the men and women I know are all very open, though of course not all of them. I won't mention those who have partners, but it's even more so for those who are single. Even if they don't like someone that much, they'll keep them as a spare tire, or have a one-night stand. These are all very normal things, but you've left me a little confused."
Yi Yufei looked up at her, but did not comment on anything, only saying, "Everyone has their own choice."
"So what's your choice?"
He thought for a moment and said, "Better to have none than to have one that is not good enough."
Yin Weiyao was certain that this person was the same kind of person she had been waiting for. But she didn't know what he was thinking.
After pursing her lips and remaining silent for a long time, she took a deep breath, buried her face, pressed her forehead against her arm, and said in a muffled voice, "Then what do you think of me?"
At times like this, every second of silence was torture. She heard the sound of a lighter, and a few wisps of faint smoke drifted over. Then he finally spoke, and it was a question.
"Are you awake?"
"I... probably don't."
"Then we'll talk about it when you wake up."
Later, after they left the coffee shop, they naturally held hands and then they were together.
There was no process of chasing after each other, nor was there any emotional damage from worrying about gains and losses. They directly skipped the ambiguous stage. This was a kind of luck for Yin Weiyao. She wanted him, and she wanted him immediately.
Two people who are both chaste do not necessarily develop slower than others.
When winter came, Yi Yufei moved out of the dormitory and into Yin Weiyao's apartment. In the end, he still liked the feeling of home, liked having someone walking around the house they lived in together, doing laundry and cooking, and caring for him. He grew up surrounded by women, and knew better than others how to appreciate the tenderness and softness of women.
Yin Weiyao is the most competent partner. She has no reservations about him, whether emotionally or physically.
The thing she liked to do most was to curl up with him on the sofa and tell him about her family, her past, and her worries.
She was not the kind of rich girl that outsiders thought she was. Although her father had some money, he did not spoil her because of the strong influence of her stepmother.
Her mother died when she was very young, and she was sent to boarding school, spending most of her holidays with her maternal grandparents.
The car was a graduation gift from her father, and she had received a lot of criticism from her stepmother because of it.
The apartment she lives in now is rented, and her family has not bought her any property.
For this startup, she went to her father to borrow money for the first time, and she sighed softly and couldn't help but choke and cry.
There are so many things I want to tell him.
He was patient and gentle, but he rarely mentioned his family affairs.
One day, Yi Yufei was taking a shower in the bathroom when his phone rang. Yin Weiyao saw an unfamiliar number and casually told him about it, then answered the phone: "Hello?"
The other side was stunned for a moment: "Hello, is this Xixi?"
Yin Weiyao thought she had dialed the wrong number: "Who is this? Who are you looking for?"
"Not Xixi?" the man muttered, "I'm looking for Yi Yufei."
At this time he came out, Yin Wei Yao handed the phone over, saw him say a few words, and then ended the call.
"Who is it?"
"My dad."
She was stunned: "Your father?"
"Yeah," Yi Yufei said, looking down at his phone, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. "He's back from Hainan and wants to see me and my sister."
Yin Weiyao suddenly remembered the photo on his WeChat Moments.
"Your sister is in college, right?"
"Yes."
"Are you at Wangjiang?"
"Yes, at the College of Arts and Sciences," he said absently.
Yin Weiyao thought for a moment. The College of Arts and Sciences was in the University Town, not far from their school. Why had she never seen it?
Yi Yufei had never mentioned this sister, and it seemed that their relationship was not very close, which was beyond her expectation.
Just as I was about to ask something, he raised his phone and said, "I'm going out to make a call."
"Okay."
The door was ajar, and Yin Weiyao heard his voice in the corridor, intermittent, light and heavy, and a little strange.
She took a bath and then made a midnight snack, but he still didn't come in.
It was impossible for him to be on the phone for so long, he must have gone out to buy something, right? Yin Weiyao thought to herself as she walked to the door, but she didn't expect to see him standing at the end of the corridor smoking.
It's so cold, but he didn't wear a coat. He's like a child, and he really makes people worry.
"Yu Fei?"
He threw away his cigarette and went back inside.
Yin Weiyao felt a little empty in her heart for no reason. She always felt that he should say something to her, or talk about the content of the two phone calls just now. She wanted to participate in everything about him, but unfortunately he didn't seem to have any intention of sharing.
"When are you planning to see your father?"
"Tomorrow, tomorrow is Saturday."
"Do you want to eat out?"
"Yes," he replied, walking into the bedroom, taking off his sweater, and preparing to go to bed.
Actually, it's still early, not even 10 o'clock. He's used to going to bed late.
Yin Weiyao stepped forward and stroked the azure tattoo on his ribs.
"What's wrong?"
She pouted her lips: "I've always wanted to ask, what does this symbol mean?"
Yi Yufei looked down at it, and was silent for a moment: "I was young and ignorant, and I got it tattooed on a whim."
Look closely, and you'll see two stylized letters, C and F.
Yin Weiyao said, "Is your sister called Xixi?"
He was slightly stunned: "How did you know?"
"I heard your dad say it just now."
Actually, it's easy to guess. She smiled and said, "You and your sister have a good relationship. Why don't you contact her usually?"
Yi Yufei said, "We have a very good relationship as a family, but my mother passed away this year, so we live at school. This way, our lives are more regular. Otherwise, there would be no one to cook when we go back, and we would just stare at each other, which would be very boring."
Yin Weiyao nodded. She had heard him mention that Yi's mother had passed away, but she didn't want to bring up those sad topics at the moment, so she hummed, "So you're with me so that someone can continue to cook for you?"
"What else did you think?" he joked.
Yin Weiyao punched him.
"Oh," she suddenly remembered the steamed lobster in the pot, "I made a midnight snack, you should eat it before you go to sleep."
Yi Yufei lifted the quilt and lay down: "No, I want to rest earlier." He opened the drawer of the bedside table: "Is there warm water?"
She sighed: "Why are you taking sleeping pills again? They're not good for your health. Don't rely on them."
"It's nothing."
Yin Weiyao had no choice but to go out and heat up a cup of water, watch him take the medicine, and then lie in bed, turn off the lights, and fall asleep.
Soon she was in bed too, pressed against his bare back, feeling the warmth of his skin against hers. Then her breathing deepened and she fell into a peaceful sleep.