One hundred and thirty-seven, a sharp knife

"I know people and faces, but I don't know their hearts!" Lin Yifan sighed and said, "I'm afraid that it's not a matter of three or two days for them to secretly pass through the song." ”

"Do you doubt their personalities?" Zhang Juchi also took a sip of wine.

"Ling Ling has long sensed that something is wrong with Xiao Li, and it has been nearly two months." Lin Yifan smiled bitterly.

"What? Ling Ling also knows the truth? Zhang Juchi was surprised and said, "Xiao Li didn't tell me about this." ”

"Hmph, how could he tell you this, wouldn't he admit that he was having an affair." Lin Yifan said, "But Ling Ling shouldn't know that this person is Huang Ying, but he just suspects that there is someone outside him." ”

"Alright! Therefore, even if the two of them look at mung beans, meet their eyes, and fall in love, so what? Zhang Juchi argued strongly.

"Hehe, you're very open." Lin Yifan sneered, and as he spoke, he took the wine bowl and touched it with Zhang Juchi and drank it all, and sneered sarcastically, "Fall in love? Do they still deserve to say that? I'm afraid that one has wealth and the other has good looks, and each takes what he needs. ”

"Don't talk about me! It doesn't matter what they're together for. What about you? The two of them are getting along, what does it have to do with you? Zhang Juchi looked at Lin Yifan with a smile and asked.

Zhang Juchi's words were like a basin of cold water poured on Lin Yifan's head, causing Lin Yifan to languish all of a sudden.

Seeing that Lin Yifan was silent, Zhang Juchi poured him a full bottle of wine and said, "Come, let's drink another one." ”

Lin Yifan shook his head, picked up the wine bowl and dried it halfway, and laughed at himself: "You seem to be right, they are good." What does it have to do with me? "Finished. But his eyes were full of tears.

Zhang Juchi patted Lin Yifan's hand. But there was no forgiveness in his mouth: "Of course it has nothing to do with you, because you are not qualified." ”

"Not eligible?" Lin Yifan raised his head and wondered.

"Yes, you are not eligible. If you love Huang Ying, then you should work hard to pursue her, give her warmth, and give her a sense of security. But you didn't, we all know that Geely is your girlfriend now. Geely is indeed very good, and you are also a good match, even so, you should be good to Geely with peace of mind, and you should no longer hang Huang Ying, she is an independent person, she has the right to make her own choice, so you are not qualified to make irresponsible comments about her choice. ”

"I'm hanging her? Why am I hanging her? Lin Yifan couldn't listen to it anymore, because Zhang Juchi's words were like a sharp knife, stripping away the hypocritical whitewash on Lin Yifan's face.

"Isn't it? I know that I can't give others what they want. But it left a glimmer of hope for others, isn't this hanging people? That's it. But I can't see her being good with others, what kind of psychology do you say, are you too selfish and a little gray. "It seems that Zhang Juchi will not stop if he doesn't scold Lin Yifan today.

"Lao Zhang!" Lin Yifan roared angrily, stood up, and said word by word, "Yes, I am not qualified to make irresponsible remarks about what Huang Ying did, and similarly, you are not qualified to accuse me, what do you know?" After speaking, he didn't care about Zhang Juchi's pull, and threw his hands away angrily.

Zhang Juchi only shook his head with a wry smile, secretly sighing that his words were indeed a little heavy.

"Thank you for your wine!" Lin Yifan turned around and said coldly before going out.

Zhang Juchi shrugged, very helpless.

The temperature in the middle of the night was very low, and the cold wind blew Lin Yifan's neck, but it couldn't make him calm down completely.

Yes, although Zhang Juchi's words are straightforward, although they are ugly, they are reasonable, and Lin Yifan is incomplete, self-contained, and there is no way to refute it, after all, he is too selfish, and unconsciously regards Huang Ying as a part of his life, when someone tries to pull her away from him, his first reaction is rejection, resistance, and a shout, go away, this is mine.

If only the reason were that simple.

However, Lin Yifan only believed in his own eyes. He will always remember the scene when Xiao Li walked out of the kitchen with the soup around that apron, and he will always remember Huang Ying's embarrassed appearance that day when he didn't know how to explain it.

What would happen if that person wasn't Xiao Li? Lin Yifan once assumed to ask himself this, but he couldn't give himself a satisfactory answer. I must admit that I and Xiao Li cannot be compared, except that their personalities are equal. Maybe that's the only answer. Lin Yifan has never understood why Huang Ying did not accept his help, and if Huang Ying's name and Xue Wen's name were replaced, everything would be explained.

However, can Huang Ying be the same as Xuewen? Lin Yifan let out a long breath and condensed into a white line in the cold night.

That's it, that's it! Zhang Juchi is right, no matter what, she is indeed a little bit long, Huang Ying should have her own life, although her choice Lin Yifan does not dare to agree. In fact, from the bottom of my heart, I also don't believe that Huang Ying is a woman like Xuewen.

Maybe the problem is still Xiao Li's body.

If it is a misunderstanding, it should be solved sooner, and if it is true, then leave it earlier. Lin Yifan suddenly felt that he should have a good talk with Xiao Li calmly, whether it was for Huang Ying, Xiao Li, or Ling Ling.

Thinking so in his heart, Lin Yifan was much more relaxed, but Zhang Juchi was scolded again: "Damn, it's you!" ”

When I returned to the apartment, I remembered everything before, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep, so I casually picked up the manuscript of the poem on the table that I had sorted out and was ready to hand over to Xiao Ke to help contact and publish, and finally fixed my eyes on such a poem:

Butterfly

The sunset lazily goes west

Put the most gentle glow after the sunset

Sprinkled on the snow-white east wall of the room

A butterfly

Fly to the stop in the golden screen

Fluttering watery eyes (wings)

Just like the lover used to be

This cell is getting darker and darker

She has been imprisoned and sent away twice by sunset

She was silent

All the time looking out the window somewhere

Her melancholy heart

I sighed softly

I quietly

Half of the window was opened for her

Returned her a twilight

But let in a touch of spring

That touch of spring

Quietly crept into my heart

The place where the lover once stayed

After reading it several times, I couldn't help but sigh and feel uneasy, but I had to lie down with my eyes open, and I really fell asleep in a daze until the third watch.

Because he went to bed late, he got up late, but Lin Yifan still hung up the phone to Zhang Juchi early and apologized, Zhang Juchi didn't care, just continued the unfinished work last night, and tried his best to persuade Lin Yifan to reconcile with Xiao Li as soon as possible, Lin Yifan was so entangled by him that he couldn't do it, so he had to promise that he would find time to have a good chat with Xiao Li, and Zhang Juchi gave up.

After arriving at the office, Lin Yifan called his father and Geely separately and agreed to visit him at home tomorrow. My father was a little excited on the phone, and only said that my aunt was also ready, just go over, and I didn't know what to say. Geely was also a little nervous, so Lin Yifan comforted her a few words and promised to stay with her at night. (To be continued......)