The room was dark, with all the curtains drawn.
Ye Zhenzhen covered her head and hid in the bed, curling up like a hedgehog.
She knew in her heart that she could no longer give up on herself like this, but she couldn't get back on her feet right away. The setback this time was too great, and she couldn't bear it.
Well, I can’t bear it.
Crying and making trouble cannot solve the problem, nor can you hang yourself. Hanging yourself doesn't help.
She was sweating under the quilt and stuck her head out. Her hair stuck to her face, and a few strands of hair got into her eyes, making them itchy and painful. She rubbed her eyes and touched another pillow when her elbows dropped.
In an instant, she suddenly realized that her world was just a cicada shed, with only a thin shell.
She took the pillow and hugged it in her arms. This pillow could not wait for its owner from now on.
No matter how much Ye Zhenzhen stayed in bed, she could not wait for Wen Baijing to wake her up.
The sprained ankle left sequelae, always aching on rainy days, and the dull pain flowed along the blood towards the heart.
My heart is broken, and I wonder if the sequelae will last a lifetime.
Ye Zhenzhen never turned on her phone. She was afraid of seeing the comments on the Internet and worried that acquaintances would come to inquire.
The doorbell kept ringing, shocking her tears to hide in her eyes.
Her silk pajamas were full of wrinkles, and she walked to open the door with fluttering steps.
There was a lot of gossip between Tian Wen Bai Jing and Ye Zhen Zhen in the past few days, and Wen Bai Jing was recently engaged. Zhongli couldn't get through her phone, so he took the time to come home to visit her.
The moment she saw Zhongli, she was a little stunned and stood at the door at a loss, "Zhongli, why are you here..."
Zhongli did not answer, and stepped forward to ask. She gave her a firm hug, patted her back, and said softly: "Zhenzhen, are you okay?"
She thought that Zhongli might alienate her if he knew about her dark history. Maybe he would look down on her, but he never thought that Zhongli could still consider her a good friend.
Ye Zhenzhen stood dumbly with her hands hanging by her sides, her nose suddenly sore, "Well..." She wanted to be brave and say it was okay, but she couldn't say it.
Her disheveled hair was like dead grass in a deserted courtyard, and her smart eyes were dozens of years older and dull.
Zhongli pushed away the dead hair from her cheeks and saw her haggard look, and said distressedly: "You are so stupid, how could you put yourself in such a state..."
Ye Zhen Zhen's eyes were wandering, and she was embarrassed to look directly into her eyes, feeling guilty, "Zhongli, don't you blame me? You told me everything, but I actually hid something from you..."
Zhongli He straightened her hair bit by bit and pinned her ear hair, "Everyone has secrets they don't want to share, that's okay."
Ye Zhenzhen raised her eyes to meet Zhongli's gaze, Have the courage to be frankCheng said: "I really worked at the night club, will you look down on me? I was too naive at the time..."
Zhongli smiled slightly and interrupted: "I can't I look down on you, so you don’t have to confess to me.”
Ye Zhenzhen looked surprised and asked without thinking, “You know?”
Zhongli took her hand and walked to the living room, explaining: "Do you remember the day I went to see you? I said you were my friend, and I would stand by you no matter what happened. Even if you really did That’s what happened before.”
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Ye Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, she was so moved that she wanted to smile, but the muscles on her face refused to cooperate.
She took Zhongli's hand and held it tightly, her grateful voice trembling a little: "Thank you, I was afraid of losing you as a friend, so I never dared to tell you... But I really haven't done anything else out of the ordinary. "
Zhongli smiled and said: "I believe you. "
Many times, Ye Zhenzhen felt that she was lucky to be in a foreign land with family, lover, and... Friends.
Now that most of her luck has gone, she has lost her lover.
Zhongli sat next to her and whispered: "He announced his engagement, what are you going to do? When did you break up?"
Ye Zhenzhen let go of Zhongli's hand. Lifting his hands and feet to the sofa, he bent his knees, leaned over and hugged his knees, and sighed quietly: "Do you know? He told me I love you the day we broke up, but I would rather he never say those three words to me in his life. A word..."
Zhongli couldn't help but sigh, and couldn't help but feel sorry for her: "He is so cruel, he never said it when he had so many opportunities, what does it mean to say it after breaking up!"
Ye Zhenzhen almost buried her face in her knees. She didn't understand that Wen Baijing never said he loved her for more than two years together, but he did so on the day they broke up.
However, Zhongli's words seemed to imply blaming Wen Baijing. She defended Wen Baijing in a low voice: "You can't blame him. I have a big responsibility for things turning like this."
Zhongli saw that she was tortured by love and looked like she was dying. He wanted to scold her but couldn't bear it, so he reminded her: "Think more about what you should do next! I am happy and you are here. It's miserable. I heard from Ye Mao that you haven't even eaten recently, and you shut yourself up at home every day, so you may suffer from depression..."
Love has died, but life must go on. Failure to regain love will only make life worse and worse.
But this is easier said than done.
Unable to bear Zhongli's worries, Ye Zhenzhen took a deep breath, "Don't worry, I'll be fine. I'm just too tired and want to rest for a while. Let's wait until I recover. Open a shop! ”
People who have just lost their love are not very clear-headed.
Previous leavesZhen Zhen is not interested in starting a business together. Now she suddenly talks about opening a store. Zhongli just thinks she is talking nonsense and refuses to discuss starting a business with her. He returns to the previous topic and continues to comfort her.
Zhongli has also lost love, but it has never been as tragic as Ye Zhenzhen's, so that Zhongli is a little unable to comfort her.
Ye Zhenzhen rested her chin on her knees, hugged her calves with her hands, stared down at her toes, her disheveled hair covered her expression, and she murmured to herself: " I used to always worry about whether he loved me or not, and sometimes I would lose my temper with him over little things. Now that I think about it, I really regret it..."
I regret that I didn’t love him more. He didn't treat him any better.
If she didn't have so many petty tempers and tempers at the beginning, maybe she would have a lot less regrets now.
All she thought of was Wen Baijing's goodness and her willfulness in this relationship.
Zhongli sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding a pillow in his arms, and took the trouble to explain: "You have to look forward, no matter how good he is, he is still the same old person, and you will meet a better person. ..."
Ye Zhenzhen's hand that hugged her calf slid down. The moment her fingertips touched her heel, ancient memories suddenly came flooding back.
She remembered the first gift Wen Baijing gave her. It was nothing compared to the expensive gifts she received later.
A very cheap and thoughtful gift.
Her tears were like frost flowers on glass in winter, blooming on the insteps.