Chapter 79 Only he can see it

Chapter 79 Only he can see it

"Hey! What are you thinking about?"

Zhongli walked around the room, stood beside her, and looked at the dull and lifeless Ye Zhenzhen.

"Nothing..." She came back to her senses, smiled at Zhongli, inserted the toothpick into the fruit, and found the corkscrew to open the red wine.

Arrange the fruits, grill the food, pour the wine, and all the preparations are done.

After the two of them got to know each other, they were used to letting go of themselves and not caring about their image. They sat cross-legged on the sofa, each hugging a pillow.

"That night, after he picked you up..." Zhongli's smile was meaningful. He leaned close to her ear and spoke with an excited tone.

Private conversations between girlfriends always revolve around men and love, which, like topics such as cosmetics and fashion, also account for a significant share of the topic.

"You..."

The unbearable love words from that night suddenly rang in her ears. Her face instantly became extremely hot, and her hand holding the wine glass became extremely stiff.

Zhongli raised an eyebrow with interest and asked in a low voice: "Will the experience be better if you drink too much? You won't be tossing and turning all night, right?"

Ye Zhenzhen put down her wine glass. This question was too blunt. After thinking for a while, she rolled her eyes a few times, "Didn't you drink that night? Did you have a good experience?"

The one who teased others turned into the one being teased, and Zhongli's face turned a little red. The two of them grabbed pillows and started playing with each other.

After dodging and chasing each other for a while in the living room, both of them were a little tired, so they had to declare a truce and sit back on the sofa.

Zhongli raised his glass, clinked it with hers, took a sip of the wine, and asked curiously, "It can be seen that he cares about you very much, and his temperament and figure are also excellent! Where did you find him? Share your experience with me."

Zhongli's passion for gossip was at its peak, making Ye Zhenzhen feel uncomfortable. Taboo topics were an unavoidable fact.

She couldn't even openly talk about how they met and got to know each other. Now, there was no need to talk about it, as Wen Baijing ignored her.

The feeling of being dumped is extremely painful. The shame is one thing, but the reluctance and sadness fill the air all the time. With every breath, your lungs feel like they are rolling over by sharp rolling needles.

It's like a hydration needle roller, with densely packed tiny needles rolling back and forth in the internal organs, and every roll involves the skin, flesh and blood.

Wherever it goes, there is blood, burning pain and swelling, and the effect is immediate.

Ye Zhenzhen gulped down the wine and drank the entire glass.

"He hasn't replied to my message for many days. Maybe he's tired of it..."

Seeing this, Zhongli asked anxiously, "Why? Wasn't he fine a few days ago?"

Seeing that she remained silent, he put his arm around her shoulders.

Comforting softly: "Men! If the old doesn't go, the new will come. Maybe the next one will be better!"

She hugged her knees, rested her chin on them, and said awkwardly: "But I still like him..."

It's a pity that feelings can't be formatted, uninstalled or restarted. They come and go without a trace, like a tidal wave sweeping in and leaving without a trace like a wild goose passing by.

Zhongli said seriously, "Then find a way to get him back! You can't just cry, make a scene, or even hang yourself. If that doesn't work, just reminisce about the past and pretend to be a virtuous woman. There will always be a way."

The nails dug into the flesh of her calves, but Ye Zhenzhen didn't feel any pain at all, only that her calves were numb and without any feeling.

"It's useless, he doesn't even pay attention to me..." Ye Zhenzhen's voice was a little hoarse.

"Give me the phone..." Zhongli said as he grabbed Ye Zhenzhen's phone on the table.

"Don't contact him..." Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly tried to grab the phone.

She had apologized and said some sweet words. If Wen Baijing wanted to forgive her, he wouldn't have waited until now and ignored her.

"Don't worry, don't contact him..." Zhongli smiled confidently and said, "I have a way."

Ye Zhenzhen raised her head and blinked.

"What can you do?"

"If he still likes you, he would naturally feel distressed and worried when he sees you drinking like a drunk."

Zhongli said as he poured all the red wine in the bottle into the jug, then stood up and looked around to find an angle to take a picture of the empty bottle.

Then, I updated my Moments.

After doing all this, Zhongli picked up the wine glass, looked like he had a plan in hand, and said with a grin, "It won't be long before he comes looking for you!"

"really?"

"Really! You believe me!"

The atmosphere was a little tense. The two best friends stared at their phones without blinking.

Time keeps moving, and numbers grow from small to large.

A WeChat message popped up on the screen. Zhongli grabbed the phone and took Ye Zhenzhen's reluctant hand to unlock the screen.

She turned her head nonchalantly, deliberately not reading the message.

Zhongli opened WeChat excitedly, and a second later, he handed the phone to her with a sigh.

"I don't want to see it..." Ye Zhenzhen pretended to be calm and quickly took the phone without saying anything.

Expectations were dashed once again, as the micro-business advertisement came at an inopportune time.

She threw her phone down and went to the bathroom. She turned on the tap and poured a handful of cold water over her face.

The burning expectations were extinguished by the cold water and suddenly cooled into ice.

A relationship that ends without a result is like a North American periodic cicada that breaks out of the ground, its chirping sound is too short.

She stood in front of the sink in a daze. The huge rolling needle pulled up the fascia layer and brought out round blood beads, not sparing any inch of her internal organs.

"Zhenzhen..."

There was a knock on the door and Zhongli called her from outside. She came to her senses and took out a tissue to wipe the water droplets that rolled down her face and onto her neck.

Opening the door, Zhongli handed her the phone, "You called..."

My heart inexplicably beat faster.

She took the phone and sighed dejectedly. After answering the call, before she could say anything, a questioning voice came from the other end: "Ye Zhenzhen, what are you crazy about! Drinking so much in the middle of the night! You are letting yourself go more and more..."

Ye Zhenzhen's eyes widened, her mouth was big enough to fit an egg. She covered the microphone, frowned and whispered to Zhongli: "My brother saw it, didn't you set it to be visible to the group?"

“Ah!” Zhongli realized that he had done more harm than good and scratched his head, “Sorry.”

Ye Zhenzhen exhaled slowly and smoothed her chest, "I didn't drink, I just posted it casually on WeChat Moments."

"Don't lie to me! Why don't you just post something else on your Moments, but an empty wine bottle?"

"I'm out of my mind, are you satisfied?"

She held her forehead with her hand as if in pain, and confidently rebuffed her brother's questioning.

Not wanting Ye Mao to know the truth, Ye Zhenzhen had to hang up the phone in a hurry.

Zhongli sat on the sofa and smiled apologetically at Ye Zhenzhen. He was somewhat embarrassed and guilty for making things worse after making such a solemn promise.

Ye Zhenzhen smiled bitterly, "It's okay, don't think too much, I am more than capable of dealing with my brother."

As she spoke, she opened WeChat and deleted the updates on her Moments without hesitation.

Zhongli sat aside, patted his head, and came up with a remedy.

"How about you repost a circle of friends message that only he can see?"