CHAPTER XVII
For a moment, she consciously wanted to hide, not move forward.
Why are the two of them together? What are they talking about?
Faintly, Zhao Yiran could also hear their voices.
"You don't seem to be qualified to interfere in the matter between me and Yi Ran, right?" It's that familiar voice, Zhao Yiran has heard it again for a long time.
I don't know why, but hearing him mention her name makes her feel extremely unfamiliar.
"What happened between the two of you? How many times have you met in the past few years? How much do you know about her? Will you go to see her dance?
How many of her works do you know? Do you know how long her hair is and what color she dyes now? β
Throwing out these questions one by one, Dong Fang easily saw through the weakness of the man's face. He became more and more excited, so much so that his voice involuntarily became louder.
Zhao Yiran hid not far away, listening to his voice very really.
Unbeknownst to both of them, the woman they had been arguing about was listening to them.
She listened and listened there, and she didn't look at the message sent by Yang Meili on the way.
Suddenly, I felt that the two people in front of me were so strange. She didn't expect to see Qin Zhengwei here, and she didn't expect that the confrontation between the two boats now, he and Dong Fang were all the way.
Every question he threw out was indeed what she wanted to ask.
In contrast, Dong Fang's emotions fluctuated, his voice kept rising and rising when he said it, and every sentence he said revolved around Zhao Yiran to question him; And Qin Zhengwei, the man she has been waiting for for five years, is always so calm and composed, so unhurried and impatient.
So look, Zhao Yiran began to hate these adjectives for the first time, and for the first time, she felt that gentleness and politeness were no longer her ideal standard.
He was always so calm that nothing seemed to stir up a ripple in him. So much so that she now feels indefensible and alienated.
"It's her business how she chooses." The implication is that I didn't force her, and she blames herself for the good or bad choice.
"But these are bad choices you give, and she can choose them if she doesn't."
After finishing speaking, Zhao Yiran noticed that Liang Jing trotted out of another building and went straight to the gate to stop the argument between the two people.
"Confused you?! This is at the gate, seen by those fan reporters, do you want to make a big fuss? Seeing this situation, Liang Jing really hated the game he played just now. pulled Dong Fang and walked a few steps away, scolding him in a low voice.
This is like a slap in the face. Dong Fang did care about these at the beginning and controlled his emotions. He couldn't control the matter of Zhao Yiran, who knew that this man's words were not listened to, and the fire in his heart couldn't be stopped at all.
He exhaled deeply and nodded, telling Liang Jing that he knew.
Then he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and the "click" lighter burst into flames, and after lighting it, he squinted and inhaled sharply, spitting out a puff of white smoke.
Liang Jing motioned to Qin Zhengwei to go out and find a place, and the two of them talked alone.
The man nodded.
"You have already chosen your future without hesitation, why are you here to pretend again? Brother, women are not for you to hang like this, you are not blessed if you don't cherish it. What should you be busy with, remember to appreciate our faces when we hold a banquet in the future. β
But then he was answered elsewhere.
"Sister, why haven't you left yet?"
Jiang Eryang's voice upstairs shocked the three people downstairs.
Only Qin Zhengwei didn't know that it was Jiang Eryang who grew up, and he didn't know who the sister was called.
The boy upstairs did see the woman hiding behind the building first, and then he followed the direction and saw the two eldest brothers.
The eyes of the three men happened to meet in the air.
Dong Fang looked at Liang Jing with a stunned expression, and he obviously didn't know.
But he was afraid that Zhao Yiran was really here, and the situation would be even more embarrassing, so he hurriedly called Qin Zhengwei to leave.
The woman, who was also taken aback, saw the man turn around and walk in the direction that Jiang Eryang shouted just now.
And the instigator upstairs is gone.
Dong Fang approached step by step, and the figure projected by her tall body gradually wrapped her as a person, and she gently stabbed the cigarette butt against the wall.
extinguished.
Seeing this, Zhao Yiran involuntarily took a few steps back.
"Why are you here?" As he spoke, Dong Fang realized that he was also so unconfident, and he was in a completely different state from just now.
Just this sentence is the result of a long time in the brewing of those few steps just now.
Zhao Yiran is only more serious than him, "I'll come... Send something to Jiang Eryang. He didn't even dare to look him in the eye.
Then there was silence.
"Sister Mei is still waiting for me at the door... I'll go first. "What the woman said was fragmented, and Dong Fang looked at her as if she had lost her soul.
I wanted to open my mouth to explain something, but I was choked back.
The gaze drifted to the woman's back as she walked away, delicate and thin.
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As soon as the woman got in the car, Yang Meili felt that she couldn't give up.
After asking a few questions, she didn't say any reason, and after recovering her senses, she said, "Drive first, drive first." β
If it weren't for the sign at the door clearly marked with the words "Guangyang Basketball Club", Yang Meili would have thought that she had gone to a haunted house.
What the hell is happening?
The co-pilot's person figured out the confusion, where should he start first.
"I saw Qin Zhengwei." The name came out of his mouth, and Zhao Yiran still felt a little confused.
Yang Meili was surprised when she heard this, and her eyes with false eyelashes glittered, "Who do you see?" I was glad that my receptivity was okay, and I didn't subconsciously stop in the middle of the road with a brake.
"Dong Fang quarreled with him." Another stick.
At this time, Yang Meili couldn't make a sound, her eyes were already round, and her flaming red lips opened, "Huh!" β
The day after returning from Zheng Mengqi's house, Zhao Yiran told Dong Fang and all the things about himself, so Yang Meili also knew what the relationship between them was.
"This Shura field is really... What about you?! She couldn't help but wonder how ferocious the scene was.
"I hid to the side and listened, and I ran into it when I went downstairs after sending something to Jiang Eryang." The woman repeated to her everything she had heard as she went through the order.
Although Yang Meili didn't say a word on the way, the expression on her face also changed for a while.
In the end, he turned the corner at an intersection, "Look, don't go to the mall, we don't care about your sister, I'll take care of you first." β
"Don't delay you because of these rotten grains."
Zhao Yiran didn't refute after hearing this, and spread out on the backrest in a deflated manner, assuming that it would be better if he didn't come over today.
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The two of them returned to Zhao Yiran's home, and as soon as they entered the door, they were greeted by the lingering fragrance of monastery roses.
It's already on fire with the bottle he sent.
"Wash your hands and change your clothes." Yang Meili patted her buttocks, then opened the refrigerator and took some snacks, and then opened the small wine cabinet and took out a bottle of sparkling wine and two glass wine glasses.
Zhao Yiran's biggest feeling about what she heard today was that she was very unfamiliar with Dong Fang and Qin Zhengwei.
She always thought that everyone was the same, and no one paid so much attention to each other after the communication was less, but Dong Fang could easily tell how many dance dramas she participated in, what TV shows she had been on, where she often performed, and even bought tickets to watch it live.
"I always thought that his feelings for me were just talking, but it seems that I really underestimated him, and it turned out that it was really not as simple as I thought."
She suddenly remembered that he could find a new home address from the circle of friends he had only posted for ten minutes; That night, just by looking at it, you could buy the same scented candle; Today, she can easily say so much about her very ordinary work in front of Qin Zhengwei.
These things themselves may be something that anyone with a heart can do, but she didn't expect that it was Dong Fang she knew. The man she thought would only be boundless, light and heavy.
But what about Qin Zhengwei in his youth, he is still so gentlemanly and polite, gentle and elegant. Six years ago, his temperament could easily stand out from naΓ―ve boys of the same age.
And now that he is still like this, Zhao Yiran feels really bland, "I can't even find a little bit from his unfluctuating emotions, where she cares about me very much." β
"I'm very conflicted, I can't seem to accept the reality that I wasted so much time on a man who I feel inappropriate, and I can't seem to admit it, if Dong Fang's feelings for me are true... I can really match his feelings. β
She really just thinks that Dong Fang is just saying something to herself.
The woman curled up in the corner of the sofa, using as much touch as possible to gather herself, her voice trembling, very pitiful and helpless.
Yang Meili sat on the leather sofa on the side, quietly being a listener.
She didn't think that Zhao Yiran would be hypocritical when she said this, on the contrary, she understood her very well.
A girl who has just entered college spends her best and most brilliant six years waiting for a man, only to find out that not only is it the wrong person, but she also ignores another person who really gives.
This repeated interruption will definitely make a girl panic and have all kinds of doubts.
"Baby, listen to me. You must not think about problems, especially when many questions are stacked on top of each other, and hold yourself all at once. β
"You have to learn to separate topics."
To put it simply, Yang Meili now wants to summarize her all on herself and pick out the problems that don't belong to her.
Zhao Yiran is excellent in other aspects, she sees it all in her eyes, she has goals and achievements at work, but only in her feelings, she will not reduce her burden.
"You really don't underestimate men, they are much more realistic than us. They will only pay for themselves and feel that they are worth it. β
"Just like you think, Dong Fang has been paying attention to you silently in the past few years, and now he is treating you like this and that. But that doesn't mean how good he is, it's because he thinks you're good and you're worth it. β
She was affirming her with all kinds of movements, with a very firm tone and expression.
The woman said weakly, "But I feel that I have been denying his efforts and my various practices." "Maybe even my perception of him was a denial before.
"Then I'll have to be more sure of him from now on."
"What you're struggling with isn't your subject anymore, or some aren't at all."
"Your only problem now is to decide whether you want to agree to him or not, based on your relationship with him."
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The two men talked like this sentence by sentence until dusk faded and twilight fell.
Zhao Yiran has always been stingy to confide in Yang Meili about her various thoughts, because her answers are always valuable and she will not say as much as the elders.
Afterwards, after the woman gradually gained her spirits, she said that she would cook some side dishes herself as a reward, and Yang Meili was also willing.
Looking at the back of the woman busy in the kitchen, she silently typed a line of words and replied to the chat page that had already been covered with white frames.
"Rest assured, it's much better. I didn't say anything good for you, everything depends on your own struggle. β