Chapter 40: Choosing to Deceive

That slap seemed to have left a wound in Ouyang Ze's heart, and since then, he no longer dares to be courteous to me, and he never dares to say a word to me again.

It's really nice to be silent with each other like this, because then he won't talk to me every day about boring topics, boring things, and even less sensual love words to arouse the love in my heart for him.

Now he is like a child who has made a mistake and is hiding from his fierce father. Although he still stayed by my side every day, he never dared to look up at me, for fear that I would be upset and slap him twice.

That lesson scared him, made him dare not pay attention to me anymore, and unconsciously widened the distance between us, making the chasm deeper and deeper...

Chris Tao is torn between me and Ouyang Ze every day. One second he was still peeling fruit for me, and the next second he could chat with Ouyang Ze. She always wants to shorten the distance between me and Ouyang Ze, but this is simply useless, no matter how much she does, I won't say a word, Ouyang Ze is always afraid of me.

"Chen Rui, are you going to go on like this? Ignore Mr. Ouyang like this all the time? ”

While Ouyang Ze was going to the company, Cristao also found an opportunity to ask me this sensitive question. It seemed that the smile on my face during those two days gave her confidence, so much so that she asked even more untouchable questions.

"Are you going to do this after you get married? The two of them didn't talk to each other for the rest of their lives? ”

I didn't speak, just looked at her quietly. Behind her questioning face was Ouyang Ze, as if what Ouyang Ze did to her that day was nothing, so that she could forget it so quickly.

"He pushed you that day, and you didn't react at all? Now you're still here to help him, aren't you stupid? ”

Although Chris Tao is an American who has learned a little Chinese, she does not know a lot of swear words. But when she heard the word "stupid", she also knew the meaning of my words.

"I'm not stupid."

She stopped peeling the fruit and looked at me seriously, like a doctor ready to enlighten his patients. The frowning brow is funny when I look at it.

"Mr. Ouyang didn't deliberately push me that day, I can see that he was just too excited, so I won't put this matter at ease."

She paused, let out a long sigh of relief, and continued.

"Chen Rui, Mr. Ouyang loves you. He has done so much for you, all so that he can be with you, for your illness he can borrow money from others in a low voice, for you he can talk to Wu..."

Speaking of this, Cristao suddenly stopped, and the unfinished words were also gagged.

Her expression was a little flustered, and the casual words seemed to be the secret she was hiding in her heart. In that second, it almost came out of her mouth.

"Isn't it Wu Yao?"

When I said Wu Yao's name for her, Cristao looked even more flustered, originally she still looked like a psychiatrist with confidence, but at the moment she was like me, a "patient", her eyes flickered, for fear that I would see something.

"What happened to him and Wu Yao? What happened? ”

I'm the kind of person who must ask the slightest clue, no matter what the result is, no matter what the answer is, I must know.

Krista began to run away from me, and her whole body began to fidget, as if there were red-hot coals on the chair, and she had to dodge.

During the time I was asleep, the only person who was with me and had the closest relationship with me was Christao. What happened during this time is known only to her...

"Oh my God!"

My chaotic brain was like a "wake-up drug", and I could see everything through in an instant.

Cristao must know some secret, she has been with Ouyang Ze for so long, and she has been with me for so long, and she has taken care of me for so long when I am in a coma, she must know the most secrets.

"Do you know that 'Qing'?"

"Hmm..."

"Do you know the relationship between 'Qing' and Ouyang Ze?"

"Hmm..."

Every question, Christao answered in that faint voice. At this point, every word that came out of her mouth made me feel so chilly. What she said in the past warmed my heart the most! Now, how did it become like this?!

"Then why didn't you tell me!"

My voice trembled, and I didn't know how I could have had the courage to let this question come out of my throat.

In my heart, Cristao is the person who is most sincere to me, the best person to me in this foreign country, and the person who is most worthy of my trust...

But now, when I know that she has deceived me so much, my heart is like being thrown into an ice cave, and in an instant, it is so cold...

"I'm afraid of you... I'm afraid of you..."

Seeing that I was so excited, Cristao also looked misunderstood, although she wanted to open her mouth to explain, but she still wanted to stop talking.

"What are you afraid of me? Are you afraid that I will leave Ouyang Ze? Are you afraid that I will leave your faithful master?! ”

I couldn't hold it anymore, I couldn't hold back my tears anymore. I need them to moisten my cheeks, to moisten my heart, to be hurt by countless people, to obscure my vision and obscure the darkness of the world.

"Nope! No! I'm afraid you'll be hurt, because these things are so cruel to you! ”

It wasn't until she saw my tears that Christao said the words that were holding back her mouth. But now those words pale in comparison, and have lost the value they were supposed to have. Because in comparison, "that thing" is the most cruel thing to me.

"What the hell happened to him and Wu Yao?!"

"I can't say..."

Cristao still chose to keep her mouth shut, still unwilling to tell me the truth.

Now she doesn't look like an angel but more like a lying demon from hell!

"Really, don't tell me?"

"I really can't say!"

What else should I say? What else can I say to this woman who was once trusted by me, but who is now full of lies to me?

Christao no longer explains, and no longer asks for my forgiveness. She continued her work, peeling at the half-exposed flesh of the fruit. She needed to know that even if the fruit was peeled, even if it whetted everyone's appetite, it wouldn't be tasted by my mouth...

I'm starting to regret it... I regret coming to this strange country, I regret the operation that "resurrected" me, I regret falling in love with these two men who broke my heart, I regret leaving traces of my life in this world...