Chapter 41 Pale Moonlight 3
Wen Baijing hung up the phone before Ye Zhenzhen finished speaking.
Ye Mao almost blew up Ye Zhenzhen's phone with calls; all the hundreds of missed calls were from him.
The environment she lives in is complicated, and she is single. Recently, Ye Mao has received many calls looking for Ye Zhenzhen. It is understandable that Ye Mao is worried when he cannot contact her.
Ye Maoyi was anxious and habitually called her by her name, "Hey, Ye Zhenzhen, where did you go yesterday?"
"I... forgot to bring my cell phone to work." Ye Zhenzhen's words sounded vague.
"You got off work tonight, why didn't you return my call? You didn't go home last night?"
Yes! I left my phone at home yesterday when I was at work. So why didn’t you call me back when I got home from get off work that night?
Her mind started to get confused again. Lying requires drafting in advance. She had no talent for lying and her mind couldn't make sense.
"Ye Zhenzhen, please say something!"
Ye Mao's tone was not very good.
She couldn't tell the truth, and she couldn't make up a lie. Ye Zhenzhen just wanted to cry.
"Hello... I can't hear you... no signal..."
She held up the phone and shook it back and forth, pretending that the signal was bad, then hung up the phone guiltily.
[I bought a movie ticket. Let's go together tonight? ]
A WeChat message from Lin Luoyu popped up on the phone.
She stared at WeChat in a daze for a while. That day, Lin Luoyu fixed the water pipe for her and made an appointment to watch a movie together when they were free.
Lin Luoyu is an elementary school math teacher. He is gentle, considerate and it would be nice to just be friends with him.
Wen Baijing is too far away, she will not be cherished and can only become a plaything.
Wen Baijing's eyes used to shine when he looked at her. Now, they were only cold.
Even when they were making love, Wen Baijing never said a single love word to her.
Maybe she shouldn't have made that call, but she was stupid and only remembered a few numbers.
【it is good. 】
【At 7:30, I'll wait for you downstairs. 】
Ye Zhenzhen didn't sleep well last night and was almost exhausted. So she set the alarm and took some time to catch up on her sleep.
The alarm clock rang at seven o'clock, and she opened her eyes, got up and washed.
Facing the mirror, I tried on the few clothes I had. When I saw the white dress, my heart was eaten by millions of ants.
Ye Zhenzhen was a little hesitant, caught in a dilemma. She flipped a coin to decide whether to go to the appointment or not.
Wearing a T-shirt and jeans, she appeared downstairs on time.
Lin Luoyu was stunned for a moment, "Here?"
"Ah."
She couldn't quite remember what the movie was, and she felt uneasy and at ease the whole night.
Wen Baijing’s phone calls and WeChat messages never stopped.
She felt a sudden sense of guilt, as if she was afraid of being caught cheating during an exam. The mixture of anxiety and self-blame made Ye Zhenzhen feel anxious and uneasy.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Lin Luoyu asked considerately, unscrewing the cap of the beverage bottle and handing it to her, "Would you like some water?"
Ye Zhenzhen shook her head.
"If you feel uncomfortable, let's go back earlier. Don't force yourself." Lin Luoyu said gently, "There will be plenty of time in the future. There is no need to rush."
"I'm not feeling uncomfortable." Ye Zhenzhen suppressed her anxiety and said, "Since you're here, just finish watching it!"
In the cinema, a young girl in the front row leaned on her boyfriend's shoulder, whispering from time to time.
Every time the phone screen lit up, Ye Zhenzhen's heart rose to her throat.
She didn't dare to watch it, but she wanted to watch it. She was afraid that the screen would continue to light up and Wen Baijing would keep contacting her. She was also afraid that Wen Baijing would no longer pay attention to her.
Ye Zhenzhen's brows were tightly furrowed, her eyes were wandering, and she stared blankly at the back of the chair in the front row as if she had lost focus.
There seemed to be a huge ball of tangled threads in my heart, hanging in every corner of my heart. The tangled threads were like spider webs in a ruined building, tangled in circles and densely.
The night in Yuncheng is brightly lit.
After watching the movie, Lin Luoyu drove her home. On the way, she was still in a state of confusion. Seeing that she was unhappy, Lin Luoyu did not say much.
The car stopped downstairs and Lin Luoyu considerately opened the door for Ye Zhenzhen.
He stared at her and said gently, "You didn't get enough rest, go back and go to bed early."
Ye Zhenzhen nodded, "Yeah, okay."
Lin Luoyu asked amiably: "Do you need me to take you upstairs?"
"No need." The autumn wind passed by her ears, brushing against her hair. Ye Zhenzhen shook her head embarrassedly, "I can do it myself."
Lin Luoyu kept his eyes on her and smiled, "Ye Zhenzhen, remember to contact me if you have anything."
She was stunned for a moment, then smiled brightly at Lin Luoyu, "Thank you, be careful on the road."
Lin Luoyu smiled at her and waved at her with his right hand.
After watching Lin Luoyu's car leave, I finally felt relieved. I closed my eyes and my heart relaxed a lot.
The cool autumn breeze takes away the summer heat.
"drop--"
A sudden horn sounded behind her, and Ye Zhenzhen shuddered. She opened her eyes, turned around, and her pupils trembled violently, and she was terrified for a moment.
The face seemed calm, but there was rage in his eyes that seemed to want to burn her to ashes.
Ye Zhenzhen turned around, avoiding the gaze out of loneliness.
Suddenly, before she could react, she was grabbed tightly by a strong arm and stuffed into the car without any explanation.
Sitting in the car, Wen Baijing remained silent. The atmosphere in the car was extremely depressing, the air condensed into ice, and the cramped space was suffocating.
Ye Zhenzhen bit her lips lightly and tugged at his sleeve. He avoided her as if nothing had happened, but with a hint of emotion. He glanced at Ye Zhenzhen from the corner of his eyes and raised his hand to loosen the tie around his neck.
Outside the window is a dangerous building a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands.
Wen Baijing's eyes were deep and bottomless, and his voice was calm and low, "You can sleep in the master bedroom! The bathrobe has been bought."
Hearing the chill in his voice, Ye Zhenzhen returned to her room disappointed.
Standing in the bathroom, the water poured down densely, and the hot steam was like clouds covering the sun, blocking the view.
It's so hazy that it makes people feel like they are falling into a fog.
Lying in bed, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
In the living room, on the long table in front of Wen Baijing, there was an open bottle of red wine and two glasses. He was half leaning on the sofa, the white smoke he exhaled filled the room like a cloud, and the ashtray was full of cigarette butts.
Unable to sleep, she went to the living room, frowned slightly, and raised her hand to fan away the smoke.
Walking to the sofa, she slowly squatted down, skillfully cleaned the ashtray, and said softly: "When did you start smoking..."
Wen Baijing casually held a half-smoked cigarette in his left hand, gently shook the wine glass with his right hand, and a layer of coldness covered his eyes.
He took a deep puff of the cigarette, reached out and pinched Ye Zhenzhen's chin, lifted it up slightly, and looked at her with frowns, "Yes! When did I start smoking?"
The smoke was lingering and spreading like clouds. Ye Zhenzhen was choked by the strong smell of smoke and turned her face away.
Wen Baijing threw the burnt cigarette butt into the ashtray and lowered his head to light another one.
"Stop smoking." Ye Zhenzhen snatched the cigarette and put it out in the ashtray.
His dark eyes flashed with anger, and his words were as cold as ice, "Ye Zhenzhen, if you don't want me to touch you, then don't show up in front of me."