Huang Siyao went upstairs into her bedroom, and she did something she hadn't done in a long time: take off her clothes and look at her body in front of a large mirror. She didn't know exactly what she was looking for or looking at, but she turned on the lights in broad daylight until they illuminated her whole body.

As usual, she thought, how weak, how vulnerable, how pitiful an unsheltered human body is, a bit like an unfinished work!

She used to be in good shape, but now she's a little out of shape. She is not very tall, a bit of a medium build of a native of Guangdong. But her body has smooth and elegant lines, and it should be said that it was once beautiful. Her skin is a little yellow, her limbs are very calm, and her whole body should be said to be plump, showing a beautiful sliding line. But something was missing from this body.

The clear curves of her body should have matured, but now it was flattened, and her skin was starting to roughen a little. It seems that because of the lack of sunlight and warmth, the skin is a little gray and pale.

It is not a real female body, nor is it thin and smooth like a girl's body, but dull and unpretentious.

Her breasts are a little small and droop in a pear shape. But this pair of pears is not ripe, a little green, and hangs without charm. Her lower abdomen has lost the tightness of her youth, and has lost its delicate luster.

In the days when she was with the man she liked in OCT, that person did love her body. At that time, her lower abdomen was delicate and firm, seductive, and it was the way it was. But now it's loose, flat, and thin, so thin that it's flabby. Her thighs were the same, once extremely feminine, round, agile and shiny, but now they were flat, loose and without charm.

Her body was losing its charm, becoming dull and dead-like, which made her feel extremely depressed and hopeless. What hope is there? She is only twenty-seven years old, and she has only graduated from college for a few years? It's old, it's old, and the body has lost its luster and grace. Old, because of neglect and rejection. Yes, because of rejection. Fashionable women maintain their bodies like glowing vases and put a lot of effort into their appearance. Although the inside of the porcelain was empty, she didn't even have the glossy appearance of others. Noble spiritual life, interesting soul! Suddenly, she was angry about it, the big scam of spiritual life!

She looked at her back, waist and hips in the other mirror. She was getting thinner, but she didn't look good. She turned her head to look at her waist, and found that there were many weak wrinkles on her waist, but how lively and lovely her waist was! The long sloping crotch and the buttocks have also lost their luster and plumpness. Gone! Only the kid who went to Singapore caressed them, but he didn't know where he went, and he didn't know who he was with you and me!

Time flies! But she was only twenty-seven years old. That sturdy boy had no contact for a long time, his body was still so immature at that time, his movements were still so clumsy, and she used to look down on him so much! But where did she find that desire now? The men are long gone. They only tremble for a pitiful few seconds, like Du Wancheng, but they don't have the healthy, human desire to warm your blood and renew your whole life.

She still thinks her most beautiful parts are her long slanted hips below the waistline and her round, languid buttocks. Arabs like to say that those parts resemble sand dunes, with soft, sliding slopes. In this place, life is still alive and there is hope. But this part of her is also emaciated, jerky, and stiff.

What pained her was her former body, which had begun to dry up and slacken, almost withered, and aged before it could really rejuvenate. She thought about the possibility of having a baby. Can she be a healthy mother?

She put on her pajamas and went to bed, and when she got into bed, she began to cry sadly. This pain ignited her anger, and she hated Zhang Haifei and his writing and conversations, and hated all men like him, who deceived women, and even deceived women's bodies.

It's not fair! It's not fair! The great sense of unfairness in her body set her soul on fire.

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But in the morning, everything was back to normal. She got up at seven o'clock and went downstairs to Zhang Haifei's house. She had to help with all the personal services, and he didn't hire a nanny to do such personal things. Huang Siyao is also willing to do this. It's a requirement of her, she thinks it's her responsibility, and she's willing to do what she can.

For this reason, she hardly left the farm, even for a day or two, and asked Qiu Guihua to take care of Zhang Haifei, a local village woman. As time went by, Zhang Haifei naturally took Huang Siyao's care for him as a matter of course. He had a good reason to think so.

But deep in Huang Siyao's heart, a sense of injustice and deception began to churn. The sense of injustice in the body is dangerous once awakened. It must be cathartic, or it will consume the owner of this body. Poor Zhang Haifei is not to blame, he is even more unlucky. All of this is part of this catastrophe.

But, in a sense, isn't he to blame? Shouldn't he be blamed for the lack of warmth, the lack of simple and enthusiastic physical communication? He was never really passionate, never. He was kind, thoughtful, and considerate, but that was from a cold, well-bred culture! He has never had a man's passion for a woman, and he has not even had Huang Siyao's father's enthusiasm for Huang Siyao, a pampered man must not only live a prosperous life, but also be able to comfort a woman with his male enthusiasm.

But Zhang Haifei is not like this, and people like him are not like this. There is a kind of arrogance in their hearts, and enthusiasm is a low mood for them. You have to live without enthusiasm, you have to learn to be restrained. Of course, there's nothing wrong with that, if you're the kind of person at your level. That way, you can stay cold and dignified, restrained and enjoy the satisfaction that comes with it. But if you're a different kind of person on another level, it won't work, because there's no fun in being introverted and thinking you belong to the ruling class. What is the point of putting on such a posture when those so-called rich or noble have nothing good to protect, when their rule is actually a farce and a virtual reality? What exactly does it mean? It's just cold nonsense.

Huang Siyao had a rebellion in her heart. What's so good about all this? What is the use of her devotion? What's the use of her dedicating her life to Zhang Haifei? What is she giving herself for? A vain and indifferent person, without enthusiasm for person-to-person communication. No matter how confident Zhang Haifei, an indifferent and ruthless person, is that he belongs to high society, he still inevitably pursues the goddess of success with his mouth wide open, tongue sticking out, and panting. On the contrary, Du Wancheng is more dignified in this regard, and he is far more successful than him. After all, if you take a closer look at Zhang Haifei's panting appearance in pursuit of success, you will find that he is a clown. A clown is naturally more shameless than a villain.

Among the two men, Du Wancheng is indeed more useful to her than Zhang Haifei, and he even needs her more, because to take care of people with paralysis of the lower limbs, any nurse can do it!