Chapter 115
I heard that virtuous and virtuous women all returned to their families without exception and became a generation of good wives and mothers.
Although I don't know which turtle bastard is marking moral red lines and labels for us women in this "heard", my self-knowledge tells me that if this "heard" is true, then Zuo Lan must be the best among such women.
At ten o'clock, Bai Muyan really took his fiancΓ©e Zuo Lan and knocked on the door of my house.
Elegant temperament, standard appearance, long hair shawl, clothes online, this Zuo Lan, I seem to have seen it somewhere.
Taking advantage of Bai Muyan and Zuo Lan's visit to the house, I secretly pulled the corner of Jiang Beisheng's clothes.
"What's wrong?" he obediently stopped and bent down to look at me, "Something?"
I glanced at Zuo Lan with my eyes: "It's not strange that you say it's strange, I actually feel as if I've seen her." β
"It's not weird," Jiang Beisheng smiled pretentiously: "This is called forgetfulness." β
"Huh?" I couldn't help but look at Jiang Beisheng's weird smiling face, and got a little closer: "What do you mean?"
Literally. Jiang Beisheng suddenly became playful, stretched out a finger, and kept tapping on the tip of my round nose with the speed and strength of the chick pecking rice: "Don't worry, think slowly." If you can't remember, just ask me. If I'm in a good mood, I'll let you know. β
I was like a patient who had a sudden stroke, with crooked eyes and a crooked mouth, a look of resentment, and the words of annoyance had squeezed into my throat, but I was still laughed at and preempted: "Zuo Lan, have you seen it, the newlywed Yan'er never forgets to show affection." You can rest assured now, right?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Zuo Lan patted Bai Muyan with disgust: "When did I feel at ease." After speaking, her beautiful big eyes looked at me very complicated: "Xiaoqi, Mu Yan is joking, don't take it seriously." β
If you really want me not to take it seriously and say nothing, it may be better than saying it so seriously.
What's more, there is no trust or affection for me in her eyes.
Her contradictory approach is full of the dangers of a love triangle.
Before I met her, I only knew that Jiang Beisheng unilaterally had special feelings for her. Right now, as soon as this play is sung, I know that this is Lang Youqing's concubine's intention, and I am the third party.
My chest was stuffy, and I felt a little overwhelmed.
Between the lightning and flint, the body was very honest, and with a nervous mood, it shrank back.
smiled very unpleasantly: "You guys have a really good relationship." β
"Xiaoqi, at this time, if you say this, it will only make people mistakenly think that you are serious. β
Bai Muyan's frankness made me red-faced, and I didn't know how to answer. The afterglow in the corner of Jiang Beisheng's eyes flashed from my face, and before I could react, a hand quickly rested on my shoulder, and the slight rhythm of the fingertips was like a healing song.
Touched like flying immortals out of the sky, both surprising and unexpected.
I raised my head sideways, but I passed by Jiang Beisheng's smiling eyes when he turned to look at Zuo Lan: "Sister Lan, why do I think Mu Yan is here to sow discord?"
"It's good that you know," Zuo Lan glared at Bai Muyan quickly: "Remember to beware in the future, don't let him succeed." β
"If you succeed, just because he also wants to destroy my sister-brother relationship with you?" Sister Lan, if you don't speak openly and honestly today, do you trust my brother and me more, or is he more?"
Jiang Beisheng completely subverted all my perceptions of him, hippie play without any emotion, making him as free as an innocent child, the first time I saw Jiang Beisheng like this, but it was because of Zuo Lan.
This discovery is simply a kind of delay in my feelings.
I took a quick breath up and down, and with a long push of my shoulder, I clearly pushed away the hand that had given me a brief impression.
I could feel someone looking at me strangely.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward.
"That's not what you guys are talking about. As the initiator of the topic, Bai Muyan consciously stood up and played a round after judging the situation: "Xiaoqi, can Zuo Lan and I stay for lunch?"
That's not how the chat works, right?
I smiled ugly, my eyes numb at my toes.
"How can any guest ask like this?" In a cramped and uneasy, Jiang Beisheng said angrily: "Let me explain to you first, my Xiaoqi can't cook, let's go eat outside." β
"It's all my own family, what are you going to outside?" Zuo Lan really didn't see the outside, and said like a hostess: "I'll do it." After a pause, he asked, "Did you buy groceries?"
"Uh, sorry, I ......"
"Xiaoqi and I just came back from our honeymoon in Beijing, and we haven't had time to buy yet. I'll take a look at ......" Jiang Beisheng said, looking at his watch: "It's not even eleven o'clock yet, there is a supermarket nearby, what do you want to buy, you say, I'll go immediately." β
"Watching and buying food is what a cook is capable of. Let's go, I'll go with you. β
Ha?!
It is said that the world has changed now, but I never expected that it would change to this step. A married man and a quasi-married woman, in front of their respective official matches, play ambiguous in the open?
What's the matter?
I retracted my gaze and made him a new cup of hot tea in the living room where only me and Bai Muyan were left.
This man who has always been good-looking in my impression can't see a trace of my anxiety at the moment.
From this point of view, the unscrupulous sweetness of Zuo Lan and Jiang Beisheng is not unreasonable.
I picked up the cup of tea I had brewed for myself, and walked to the balcony with a heavy heart, my back against the armrest, my eyes still squinted into a slit by the good weather that appeared out of thin air.
"Your house has good lighting. Bai Muyan stood up and walked slowly towards me with leisurely steps: "Although it is a little smaller, it has a sunny taste." No wonder Beisheng likes it. β
I nodded absentmindedly.
"Something?"
I smiled wryly, "So obvious?"
"I'm not a man who knows how to comfort women, but I'll be a good listener. β
Zuo Lan is not there, Bai Muyan has become Ye Limin-style Bai Muyan again, I have to say that this Zuo Lan is really a lucky woman, the men around her are not forced to change her, but to change themselves to cater to her.
It's not just luck, it's happiness.
I thought about it, and asked Bai Muyan with an awkward face: "Yesterday Beisheng came back to ask me, he was sick, why didn't I even have a phone call." But I remember that you were clearly with me that day, and he was not in a good state. I don't know if it's appropriate to ask?"
"What do you think of Beisheng's current state?" Bai Muyan was not in a hurry to answer: "Is it better or worse than before I went to Beijing?"
"Do you need to ask?" I said without thinking, "It must be good." β
"Did you reveal that you already knew he had that mental disorder?"
Another question.
I shook my head truthfully: "It's privacy, after all. β