Chapter 201: Advance Reporting
Qi Yi read the "confession" email that Yan Yun wrote to him, and he was both happy and depressed.
The reason to be happy is self-evident.
What made Qi Yi depressed was that he couldn't understand why he was like last night.
The matter of gaining and losing the relationship between himself and Yan Yun has not happened to Qi Yi for a long time.
Is it because Yan Yun hasn't confessed to him seriously for too long? Or is it because of something else?
Yan Yun is coming to New York in a few months, and he should have more confidence in his relationship with Yan Yun.
However, looking at this problem from another angle, Qi Yi is satisfied with the final result of his oversensitivity.
Although, all kinds of things were mixed together, Qi Yi didn't sleep all night.
But if a night of tossing and turning can be exchanged for such an affectionate confession from Yan Yun, sleeping or something is not a matter at all.
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After reading the email, Qi Yi called Yan Yun.
"Aren't you supposed to be at work? Why are you writing emails and making phone calls? Even if you are leaving, you have to complete the handover and finish the last shift, right?" Yan Yun threw a series of questions to Qi Yi.
Yan Yun's motive was obvious, she didn't want to discuss with Qi Yi what she had just written in the email.
Affectionate confession of this kind of thing, it's okay to write a letter, but if you want to say it with your mouth, it doesn't quite fit Yan Yun's current personality.
Yan Yun had no way to let such a series of words come out of his mouth.
The run can be continuous, confessional, and stopping at the point is Yan Yun's style.
"This morning, without your remote alarm clock calling me to wake up and say good morning to me, I just overslept. I want to say that since there is no way to open the mine today, I will write you another letter. "Qi Yi speaks, and he is also very artistic.
He didn't like the look of the gains and losses last night.
Qi Yi knew that Yan Yun wanted to ask so many questions to discuss the content of the email she had just written, so he didn't immediately chase after Yan Yun to ask.
When it's time to play stupid, be stupid.
If Yan Yun's confession just now was what he said, then Qi Yi must need to confirm whether he heard it wrong.
But since Yan Yun is written in use, he can review it at any time.
Girlfriend is such an abnormal, affectionate email, the most suitable for "stealing joy alone".
"Have you fallen in love with writing letters lately? In one day, you wrote me two letters, which seems to be the first time in the world~ I haven't read the book The Battle of Versailles yet, when did you buy it? When you come to see me, remember to bring me the book too. Yan Yun's questioning tone was a little excited.
Yan Yun thought of Qi Yi's previous phone call saying that he would come to Italy to see her after leaving his job, and he was overjoyed.
It's just that I don't know how long Qi Yi's small gap in resignation will last.
"If you don't write it for me, I can only help write your one. Qi Yi was already a little used to talking in a coquettish tone to Yan Yun from time to time.
"Oh, so it's okay like this? It's really a long experience. Then you can write two letters a day from now on. Good habits must be persistent, you know?" Yan Yun spoke to Qi Yi in a mature tone and a playful voice.
Yan Yun was very satisfied with Qi Yi's explanation of writing two letters in a row, and Qi Yiyue's behavior didn't mind at all.
"So, you mean, you're not going to write to me properly, are you?" Qi Yi's "little daughter-in-law's" momentum instantly came up again, and it was obvious that she deliberately misinterpreted Yan Yun's meaning.
"Didn't I just write to you? You can't read the letter I wrote to you yet, right?
It shouldn't be~
That's fine, the letter I just wrote to you should be enough for you to read for a while. Yan Yun clearly remembered that his letter was written very "well".
It was the most sensational email in history that she wrote to Qi Yi when she got up in the morning, and before she even bothered to brush her teeth, the content was even more naked than the "Epitaph" written once upon a time.
Qi Yi had no reason to feel that she hadn't written to him "properly" after reading it.
"But my eyes are sore. Qi also said that his current situation is not suitable for reading emails.
"Ah? Why? What do you do that makes your eyes sour? Did you read all night or what did you do?" Yan Yun was slightly worried about this.
"I didn't read a book, I just missed you all night, and I thought that my eyes were so sore that I couldn't read the email. Qi also spoke to Yan Yun in a particularly serious tone.
"Is it so serious? What are you doing all night for no reason? Didn't you just say that you overslept, why did it become an all-nighter again? Then you hurry up and take a rest. "Yan Yun hasn't heard of it yet, and I think a person would think of such a thing as sour eyes.
"I don't need to rest. Qi Yi's tone was still extremely serious.
"Then what do you need? Do you want to go out and buy some eye drops?" Yan Yun felt that something was wrong, but continued to express concern.
"I don't need to buy it, I just need ...... Someone read the email to me, and that's fine. Qi Yi finally conveyed his appeal to Yan Yun.
"Uh, hehe, hehehe, you just keep pretending. Yan Yun was surprised at how he could believe that on a New York morning, the three words that came out of Qi Yi's mouth were sour.
"It's all been exposed by you, how can I continue to pretend?" Qi Yi finally didn't need to pretend to be serious anymore.
"What do you think about the history of fashion in the United States, you haven't even finished the letter yet. Yan Yun decided to change the topic he was more concerned about.
"When I'm done, I'm just going to ask a question. Qi Yicai will not easily admit what kind of mood he used to write this email in the morning.
"Is this finished?" What do the words 'emergent' mean at the end?, where did the word 'horn' go?" Yan Yun's tone was full of disbelief.
"I haven't eaten in the morning, so I guess I ate it as a water chestnut 'horn' or a crispy 'horn' or something. Qi Yi gave the answer.
"Is this all right? Yan Yun's face was "solemn and respectful".
"Yes, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Qi Yiyi reluctantly prepared to hang up the phone.
"You'll only come when you're fat, right? Then you guess you'll have to wait ten or eight years.
Well, I got a text message on my other phone.
Brother Lei asked me if I needed to take me to get a calling card from Italy.
I'll report it in advance and see how this text message will be returned.
Otherwise, you can compile a text message and send it to me, and I'll send it to my brother.
I packed up and went out foraging to see if there was any good pizza in the pizza kingdom. After Yan Yun explained the text message, he hung up the phone.
A small part of a person's emotional security is innate, partly depends on the family environment in which he grew up, and the remaining part is related to the person's first intercourse.
If you grow up in an unhappy family and are hurt by your first boyfriend/girlfriend, then this person's insecurity will become a permanent attribute.
Qi Yi's first two parts, one positive and one negative, if they can cancel each other, then his sense of security in the future depends on Yan Yun.
Ever since Yan Yun knew Qi Yi's real growth environment, he had been very concerned about Qi Yi's sense of security.
A person's sense of security does not exist only emotionally.
Before high school, Yan Yun himself was a particularly insecure person about interpersonal relationships.
A person who has been targeted, isolated, and excluded since childhood is certainly unlikely to have enough security in interpersonal relationships.
Yan Yun's sense of security in interpersonal relationships can be said to have been created by Qi Yi.
Thinking about his past self and his current self, Yan Yun is well aware of the importance of a sense of security.
Yan Yun hopes that he can help Qi Yi build a sense of emotional security, just as Qi Yi helped him build a sense of security in interpersonal relationships.