Chapter 110 Can’t Say
Wen Baijing put one arm around Ye Zhenzhen's waist, his nose rubbing against her ear intentionally or unintentionally, and the fingertips of his other hand lightly tapped her thigh.
The force was very light, and a tingling sensation spread from the thigh to the apex of the heart.
Wen Baijing narrowed his eyes and whispered in her ear, "We won't be able to see each other in two days. What do you want me to do then?"
She didn't seem to have thought about how to spend the time apart and unable to see each other. Ye Zhenzhen turned her head away, and said with a reluctant tone, "I don't know either..."
Wen Baijing flicked his fingers randomly and asked in a persuasive way, "What should I do if I miss you?"
They were used to being together every day, and suddenly they were told that they couldn't meet for a few days. She was overwhelmed by a sense of loss and sadness.
Ye Zhenzhen only felt dry mouth and a sore throat. When she spoke, her voice was hoarse: "I don't know. What do you think we should do?"
Wen Baijing had an ambiguous smile on his lips and bit her earlobe lightly. The ambiguous breath fell on her ear, and his voice was a little low: "I don't know either. I only know that I have to seize every minute..."
No matter how dumb Ye Zhenzhen was, she knew why he was doing all this. She subconsciously wanted to push him away, but her waist was firmly restrained.
She bit her lip, realizing that they were about to part, and said with grievance: "When can we meet again? I will miss you..."
Wen Baijing suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing and was always digging a hole for himself, and he felt very upset. He felt a little sad that they couldn't meet, but he was also happy that she was becoming more and more dependent on him.
Wen Baijing was anxious because of the separation, and suddenly he didn't want to do anything and just wanted to hug her.
Ye Zhenzhen buried her head in the crook of his neck, as gentle and well-behaved as a silly white rabbit.
He combed her hair with his fingers and said gently, "I'll come to see you in the store sometime, okay?"
Ye Zhenzhen grabbed his arm and hugged it tightly to her chest, snuggling up to him and blinking her eyes, "There are so many people in the store, what if I can't help but throw myself into your arms?"
Even though he knew she was just talking nonsense, he still couldn't help teasing her.
"Then don't let me down when I go to the store." Wen Baijing raised his hand and pinched her chin, and a smile rose unconsciously at the corner of his lips, "Don't say I'm looking forward to it."
Ye Zhenzhen smiled at him in a cute way, her clear and silly eyes flickering back and forth.
Perhaps it is because the warm yellow light is too cozy, which always makes people lose their ambition and prefer to indulge in the land of tenderness.
I don't know if it was because he was afraid that she would still feel resentful about it, or if it proved that he had let it go.
Wen Baijing took the initiative to talk about his first love, as if he was telling someone else's story. His tone was unusually calm: "I fell in love with a girl when I was in high school. We went to the same university and planned to get married after graduation. However, our family's business was not doing well at that time and we almost went bankrupt."
She was a little surprised by his sudden disclosure of his true feelings.
Ye Zhenzhen reached out to hold his fingers, and the two of them clasped their fingers together in tacit understanding. Her nose was sour. If she wasn't so petty, Wen Baijing wouldn't have opened his wound to show her.
Wen Baijing held her hand tightly, smiled faintly and said slowly: "Under that situation, no parent would agree to marry their daughter to such a family. I understand. At that time, the person her family introduced to her was very good, but she didn't agree to marry someone else, so her parents came to my house to make a scene. Our family was a mess at the time, and we really didn't want to continue to dwell on this matter. I told her not to wait for me anymore."
His expression was fine, but there was a hint of disappointment in his voice.
When people talk about regrets, they can't hide their loss.
Ye Zhenzhen knew she shouldn't ask but still couldn't control herself. She didn't dare look into Wen Baijing's eyes and asked softly, "Do you regret it?"
There was silence for a few seconds.
Wen Baijing patted the back of her hand and smiled with relief: "The fool is gone."
Ye Zhenzhen held her breath, waiting for him to say whether he regretted it or not, but she never expected that what she heard was these words.
Thinking of the quarrel with Wen Baijing over the ring, she felt a little guilty. After all, that was all in the past. She apologized awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I was narrow-minded before..."
Wen Baijing took her hand, kissed the back of her hand affectionately, and said in a resounding voice: "Ye Zhenzhen, I am serious about you."
She was half happy and half worried. She was too ordinary, no, if she was just ordinary, it would be fine.
Ye Zhenzhen threw herself into his arms, not knowing how to respond. She had already said what she wanted to say to him a long time ago, should she repeat it again? She thought, even if she didn't say it, Wen Baijing knew that she loved him.
Wen Baijing held her and sat her on his lap. They faced each other, with affection in each other's eyes.
When he is by my side, even my dreams are beautiful.
A few years ago, Ye's father and mother rushed to Yuncheng from their hometown. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when Ye Mao picked up his parents at the high-speed rail station.
Ye Zhenzhen returned home from get off work and when she opened the door she saw several cardboard boxes piled up in the entrance.
The carton is full of dried fruits from my hometown. Actually, you can buy these in Yuncheng, but my parents say that the ones from my hometown are authentic and cheaper.
Ye Zhenzhen hadn't changed into her slippers yet, but she couldn't help but bend down and grab a handful of pistachios.
Ye's mother heard the door open and came out with a spatula in her hand, "Zhenzhen, you are so old, but you have no manners at all. Girls should pay attention to their image."
Ye Zhenzhen smiled and acted coquettishly towards her mother, "Mom, I haven't eaten dried fruits from my hometown for a long time..." Then she walked closer to Ye's mother and asked with concern, "Are you and my dad okay on the way? Are you tired?"
Mother Ye remembered that she was cooking in the kitchen, so she hurried to the kitchen and said to her daughter as she walked, "Luckily you're not tired, Zhenzhen. Making money is not easy. Is buying a plane ticket very expensive?"
At that time, there were no high-speed trains in the Western Regions. To travel long distances, one had to rely on either a plane or a train. It would take about fifty or sixty hours for the green-skinned train to reach Yuncheng.
Ye Zhenzhen stuffed a nut into her mouth and quickly told the truth to dispel her mother's worries: "It's not expensive. The discounted air tickets I bought in advance are about the same price as the train. It's not much more expensive."
"That's good." Ye's mother was cooking with a spatula.
Ye Mao and Wang You also helped in the kitchen.
Ye Zhenzhen was worried that Wang You's body had not fully recovered, so she pulled her out and said, "Wang You, come out and rest for a while."
Wang You was a little embarrassed. He was inevitably nervous when meeting his parents, and he also wanted to perform well, so he refused to leave the kitchen no matter what.
Seeing this, Ye's mother had no choice but to urge her son to persuade him, "Xiao Mao, please let Wang You go out and have a rest."
Ye's father is still the same as before, a bit chauvinistic. At this moment, he is sitting on the sofa watching TV, completely a hands-off boss, waiting for dinner to be served.
The usually deserted house suddenly became lively.
After saying hello to her father, Ye Zhenzhen found an excuse to pull Ye Mao from the kitchen to the bedroom.
Ye Zhenzhen looked like a guilty thief. She closed the door carefully and listened for a while behind the door. She was relieved when she didn't hear any footsteps.
She walked closer to Ye Mao, with a flattering smile on her face, and deliberately lowered her voice and said, "I told you not to talk nonsense, did you remember?"
Ye Mao had an indifferent expression and crossed his arms, "What can't you say?"
Ye Zhenzhen frowned, obviously unhappy. She wanted her brother to keep the secret, but she couldn't quarrel with him, because she couldn't afford to offend him.
She forced a smile and said, "Didn't we agree that you can't mention that I have a boyfriend."
Ye Mao probably couldn't understand why Ye Zhenzhen did this. He looked at her without comment and had no choice but to nod his head to show his agreement.