269 Anger

Compared with Xie Yanzhou, who believes that crooked reasoning will not look back, Wen Yubai always contradicts herself, she does not have a strong psychological and social status, she builds theories all the way, and constantly self-doubts, she wants to make herself a free and easy person, but the lack of love and money in the process of growing up makes her very twisted.

She often falls into a contradictory dilemma, what is independent, is it completely independent of others? She once chose Xie Yanzhou, chose to cling to him, and took advantage of him, is she a bad woman? Shouldn't she reflect on herself?

But the other one in the bottom of her heart, would she feel that she had done something unreasonable?

Is there any benefit to having high moral standards?

In the past, when others said that she was green tea, scheming, restless in the room, and angry, she seemed calm, but her heart was inevitably poked, either to explain to herself, or to avoid doing "green tea" things, fundamentally speaking, she cared too much about other people's opinions, so she would be easily poked by others.

But instead of trying to change the perception of others, it is better to know another self.

There is often a catchy saying on the Internet - "Loving yourself is the beginning of a lifelong romance." ”

There is another sentence, women's unhappiness mostly comes from high standards, high requirements and high morals for themselves, and it is too tiring to be a good woman.

Green tea, greed for money, vanity, and scheming are nothing.

A little worse, maybe happier.

It's just that not breaking the law and committing crimes is the bottom line of the law, and not harming innocent people is the bottom line of morality.

……

And so on, that's her screw.

Growing up is originally a process of playing with herself, and viciousness, jealousy, low self-esteem, sensitivity, and kindness are all emotions that belong to her.

Wen Yubai also reads some psychology books, and has also taken psychology courses, her ultimate goal is to heal herself and heal Xiao Yubai, who has suffered a lot.

She tried to save herself and build a high wall of heart, but maybe she didn't have the skills.

Wen Yubai can vaguely feel that something is wrong with her emotions, she seems to have the rudder of life in her own hands, she seems to have completed her life dream step by step, but why is everything back to the starting point, her life is a mess, she divorced Xu Ninghuan and lived with Xie Yanzhou......

It rained a lot that night, the thunderstorm was loud, the rain beat on the window, making a dull crackling sound, Wen Yubai sat at the head of the bed, staring at the window quietly, she hadn't laid down yet, holding a book in her hand, her hair was half-dry, and the soft dry hair hat was lightly hidden.

When Xie Yanzhou came in, the first thing he saw was her, and when he saw the red marks on her face, his heart was soft, he walked to the window and wanted to close the inner window again, so that he could completely isolate the noise outside, and his voice was faint: "Sleep, I'll close the window." ”

"Don't turn it off." Wen Yubai looked at him.

Xie Yanzhou's movements in his hand paused, but he didn't turn it off, he walked to her side.

They have known each other for a long time, and people will get bored, but he doesn't have her, he used to think that she is vulgar and unscrupulous like her mother, not so much disgusted with her, but annoyed that he is attracted to her, he is actually willing to be used and clinged to her, because he thinks he can see all her ambitions and tricks, but he is unwilling to accept being deceived by her.

He also knows that many men like to smell grapefruit white, but he also looks down on greedy women like her who are ugly and desperately climb up.

Nor was he exempt.

He couldn't take his eyes off her, obviously indulging in her stubborn vitality, her intelligence, her beauty, her body.

Just like at this time, his gaze couldn't help but deepen, and when he got close to her, he would smell the special aroma of grapefruit on her body.

Wen Yubai's eyelashes moved lightly: "You are a bit like Xu Ninghuan now." ”

Xie Yanzhou's dark eyes froze slightly, and in the depths of his eyes was an endless abyss, he pursed his lips, and there was always a Xu Ninghuan between them, because she and Xu Ninghuan had been married.

Wen Yubai asked him, "What about the letter you wrote to me recently?" Didn't you write it? ”

Xie Yanzhou wrote, but it was not long, the letter was like a diary, and his personal assistant would print it out for him.

In the silent bedroom, Xie Yanzhou's voice sounded reading the letter, he was quite suitable for reading the script at the radio station on campus, but he had an arrogant personality, even when he was studying, he wouldn't go at all.

Wen Yubai was hugged by him to the small sofa by the window, lying quietly listening to the sound of the rain, accompanied by Lang Lang's male voice, the dim light was projected on the two of them, and the fragrance in the air was also a faint smell of lemon grapefruit.

She thought of the many nights she had written to herself in the past.

Xie Yanzhou was quite happy, when he wrote the letter, she was in captivity in his house, as long as he wanted to come back, she was at home, and at that time, when she wrote the letter, he didn't know who he was messing with outside, maybe he accompanied Wen Sui for his birthday, or he listened to his friends laughing at her.

Xie Yanzhou finished reading the letter, folded the letter paper, and gave it to her.

Wen Yubai didn't look at it, she jumped off his lap, walked to the window, opened the window, and the rain immediately hit in, and the cold wind blew her hair messy, and her skin had a thin layer of goosebumps.

Xie Yanzhou wrinkled his eyebrows, his expression was a little serious: "You are drenched in the rain, you can't get sick now." He walked over quickly, trying to close the window.

Wen Yubai didn't stop him, but before he closed it, he lightly threw the letter she was holding out of the window, a white piece of paper, but in an instant, it was wet, like a bird with broken wings swallowed by a torrential rain in the night.

Xie Yanzhou's eyes widened slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to pick it up, but he could only watch as the letter disappeared.

His heart sank, his jawline tightened, and he turned his head to stare at Wen Yubai.

Wen Yubai finally saw his cold face again, he had been well disguised recently, as if he had no temper, and seemed to be able to accept her in any way, as if she was really affectionate, and she was the only one who went crazy.

"What are you doing?" His voice was hoarse, and he held back his anger.

"Throw things." Wen Yubai's expression was calm, "I just want to try it, the feeling of throwing things away." There was a dim light in her dark eyes, which was obviously very soft, but extremely cold.

Xie Yanzhou pursed the corners of his lips, seeing that a shallow smile seemed to appear on her face.

She said, "You're so happy when you throw away my hairpins, aren't you?" The hairpin fell into the lake, there was nothing, the paper just fell on the lawn and could be picked up. ”

Xie Yanzhou's chest rose and fell shallowly, his Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly grabbed Wen Yubai's hand and pulled her down.

He took a big step, she couldn't keep up, and the slippers fell off in two clicks, and she stumbled and trotted down the stairs barefoot, but he didn't care, and his anger swallowed his reason: "You can throw it, then you can pick it up." ”

There were still aunts on the first floor who hadn't slept yet, and they looked over in shock, watching Xie Yanzhou open the door suddenly.