In the studio, Zhou Cishen was sitting on the sofa processing documents.
Ruan Xingwan poured a glass of water before walking towards him: "This has become Mr. Zhou's second office, otherwise you could just move here."
Zhou Cishen raised his eyebrows: "Really?"
"……Fake."
Zhou Cishen closed the document in front of him and raised his eyes to look at her: "How long do you want?"
Ruan Xingwan pursed her lips slightly: "I don't know."
She has no inspiration at all now.
Maybe I'll be here tonight, and there's a chance I won't go back.
Seeing her sad face, Zhou Cishen guessed a few points and asked again: "Have you received the question for the competition?"
Ruan Xingwan sat on the single sofa next to him and hummed sadly.
"What's the title?"
Ruan Xingwan looked at him: "Don't Mr. Zhou know?"
Zhou Cishen's lips curled up: "The Zhou family is just the organizer of the competition. I don't care about what other people do. But if I know about it, it will be talked about and it will have an impact on you."
Since Wen Qian is already saying that she is where she is today because of Zhou Cishen, it means that although others have not said it, they have ruled out such thoughts.
Once Zhou Cishen knew the topic in advance, even if he didn't tell her anything, he couldn't stop Yuyou from talking.
Ruan Xingwan curled his lips, but he didn't expect the dog man to be quite attentive this time.
Zhou Cishen put his arms casually across the back of the sofa and loosened his tie, as if waiting for her answer.
Ruan Xingwan said slowly: "Confession."
Zhou Cishen raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he didn't understand.
She continued: "The unified topic of this competition."
"Then why are you so troubled?"
Without waiting for Ruan Xingwan to answer, he asked again, "Is it because no one has ever confessed to you?"
Ruan Xingwan: "...?"
What the hell is this dog man talking about?
Zhou Cishen moved slightly, leaned in front of her, looked at her with dark eyes, and said slowly: "Don't you get a lot of confessions?"
Ruan Xingwan felt a little guilty because of his direct gaze, and retorted: "Then...it sounds like you have never been confessed to by anyone. Doesn't it mean you have less?"
After saying the words, Ruan Xingwan felt a little regretful.
This is not only like two elementary school students quarreling, but also like two jealous people competing to see who is more jealous.
Ruan Xingwan's ears turned red and she didn't want to pay attention to him. She stood up and wanted to go to the office: "I want to continue thinking about the design draft. Mr. Zhou, please go back if you have nothing to do."
Zhou Cishen took her wrist and said slowly: "Why are you so anxious? Aren't you out of inspiration?"
"?"
He knew it again.
Zhou Cishen said: "If you had inspiration, you wouldn't have such a bad temper."
Ruan Xingwan took a deep breath: "Oh."
This seems to be the case as well.
It is precisely because I have no inspiration that I can't help but feel a little irritable.
Zhou Cishen continued: "I know where your problem lies."
Hearing this, Ruan Xingwan looked at him with a bit of doubt in his expression, as if he was waiting for some ivory to come out of his dog's mouth.
Under her gaze, Zhou Cishen spoke unhurriedly: "As a designer, you have never really understood the topic you were given, so how can you be inspired.
Didn’t you design ‘First Love’ because of your experience?”
Ruan Xingwan frowned, not knowing why, but what he said actually made some damn sense.
Zhou Cishen said: "So, if you want to find inspiration, you have to really confess once. As for the person you are confessing to, I can reluctantly do it."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
She thought the dog man could tell some great truth, but it turned out he was waiting for her here.
Ruan Xingwan opened his mouth to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he stopped again.
Regarding the confession, it seems that she has never said it out loud.
Although Ji Huai and I met each other and liked each other before, neither of us took the last step, stopping between the lips and teeth.
Not to mention Zhou Cishen.
However, the doggy man seemed to just talk nonsense all day long and never really confessed to her.
Confession seems to be quite far away from them.
That's what you would do when you are young and ignorant about feelings, and you only have the person you like in your heart, at the most beautiful age, and in the most suitable atmosphere.
Whether it was Zhou Cishen confessing to her or she confessing to Zhou Cishen, she seemed unable to imagine the scene.
I always feel awkward.
I don’t know why, but it seems that when you reach a certain age, you feel less and less able to express your love.
Is confession something you can only have in the early stages of a relationship?
no.
On the contrary, confession belongs to every couple who are passionately in love.
Ruan Xingwan suddenly had inspiration and pulled Zhou Cishen's hand away: "I'm busy, please go back quickly."
Zhou Cishen: "..."
He looked at his empty hand and gently licked his thin lips.
After Ruan Xingwan entered the office, he completely entered a state of immersion and quickly drew a draft.
When she finally finished the draft and stretched, she found that it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night.
Ruan Xingwan was very inspired at the moment and didn't want to go back, so he planned to publish the finished picture together.
She stretched her neck, and just when she was about to continue working, there was a knock on the door: "Come out and have something to eat."
Ruan Xingwan was startled, has he not left yet?
She took two steps forward, opened the door, and looked at the man outside: "Mr. Zhou, what are you doing..."
Zhou Cishen put one hand in his pants pocket: "I can't sleep alone."
Ruan Xingwan felt his eyelids twitching and felt that he would not accept his words.
Looking past Zhou Cishen, Ruan Xingwan saw a lot of food on the coffee table. She had been busy drawing design plans before and didn't realize it, but now she remembered that she hadn't even eaten dinner.
Ruan Xingwan walked over and sat on the sofa. Seeing all the hot meals, he couldn't help but drool a little.
She glanced at the thermos bucket and said in surprise: "There is actually soup?"
Zhou Cishen sat next to her: "Don't you like drinking?"
Ruan Xingwan took a closer look and found that there was actually fish soup and Houttuynia cordata inside.
She asked: "Did Aunt Zhang do it?"
As he said that, Ruan Xingwan took a sip, but couldn't help but frown.
Zhou Cishen said: "What's wrong?"
"This smell..."
Ruan Xingwan took another sip, and then looked at Zhou Cishen uncertainly: "Are you sure it was Aunt Zhang who made it?"
"otherwise?"
"I feel a bit like Aunt Xu did it."
"Yeah."
Zhou Cishen took the spoon in her hand and took a sip, "I think they are all the same. This soup uses the same ingredients, aren't they all the same?"
Ruan Xingwan said: "If I give you the same ingredients, can you make it?"
Zhou Cishen: "..."
However, what the dog man said did have some truth. When she was still at Xinghu Mansion, she had discussed Aunt Xu's method with Aunt Zhang. The soup became very fresh and thick once Houttuynia Cordata was added.