Chapter 150 I can’t help myself

Chapter 150 I can’t help myself

Wen Baijing frowned, leaned his elbows on the car window, and pressed his temples from time to time.

The street lights and car lights mixed together into colorful rays, like fireworks that would never go out.

On New Year's Eve one year, they made an appointment to go downstairs to watch the cold light fireworks. Ye Zhenzhen wore a white cashmere coat and waved the fairy wand in her hand. The fireworks lit up her face. She smiled and said, "Take a better picture of me."

Wen Baijing was afraid that she would be cold, so he put the hat on her coat on her head and said, "Put on the hat first."

Ye Zhenzhen tilted her head, revealing half of her face and complained: "The hat is too big and it blocks the light. I can't take a clear picture of my face..."

Wen Baijing teased her: "This makes your face look smaller. Didn't you rack your brains to make your face smaller?"

Ye Zhenzhen frowned: "Are you complaining about my big face?"

"It is important for a person to know himself. You are quite self-aware."

"you..."

Ye Zhenzhen stamped her feet in anger and chased him with fireworks. The two of them chased and played with each other, and their smiles were brighter than the fireworks.

There were stars shining in her eyes.

Not knowing where to go, Wen Baijing drove aimlessly onto the ring road, slamming the steering wheel to vent his anger. He yelled a few times heartbreakingly, but his emotions didn't seem to ease at all.

The white dotted lines on the road were no different from the white scar on Ye Zhenzhen's wrist; they were all arrows shot towards him swiftly.

Thousands of arrows are fired at once, causing heart-wrenching pain.

Wen Baijing got off the highway at some point and went back to Guanlanju.

As soon as he opened the door, Aunt Sun came to greet him and asked him if he had eaten and whether he needed to prepare dinner. Seeing that he was not in good condition, Aunt Sun did not dare to disturb him too much. She made a cup of tea and went back to the kitchen to work.

The furnishings in the room remained unchanged. Aunt Sun followed Wen Baijing's instructions and kept everything the same.

After getting married, Wen Baijing seldom came back. Countless memories came back one after another. They had lived here for more than two years, and the days and nights they spent together were like dreams.

When Lu Yu rushed over anxiously, Wen Baijing was slumped on the sofa, hugging a pillow in his arms. On the walnut coffee table stood a bottle of almost empty red wine with a cork in it.

Lu Yu was stunned for a moment: "Are you in a bad mood? This is not enough to drink, I'll go get another bottle."

Wen Baijing's eyes were red and bloodshot: "Why don't you tell me the truth?"

Lu Yu realized what he was talking about and blinked quickly: "Which one are you referring to?"

Wen Baijing frowned unconsciously and asked coldly, "What else have you hidden from me?"

Lu Yu's face flickered and he lowered his head guiltily.

It was understandable that he didn't say anything. Under the circumstances at that time, it would not help to say anything or not. It would only increase Wen Baijing's pain. From the perspective of a friend, Lu Yu could not find anything wrong with doing so.

Wen Baijing understood it in his heart, but what was the use of understanding it? Even if he understood it, his heart would still hurt.

Wen Baijing lit up a cigarette in annoyance: "How could she be so stupid? She is so stupid that it makes me sad."

Lu Yu said carefully, "It's my fault. I told Zhongli that you were in the hospital, and Ye Zhenzhen heard it. She said she didn't want to commit suicide, and she thought that if she went to the hospital, she could see you."

Wen Baijing lay on the sofa and smiled bitterly: "Why does she always do stupid things? Why would I fall for such a stupid woman?"

Aunt Sun came out of the kitchen and happened to hear it, and asked hurriedly, "What happened to Zhenzhen?"

Lu Yu glanced at Wen Baijing and shook his head slightly at Aunt Sun.

The two looked at Wen Baijing. He lowered his head and played with the hairpin on the pillow. His face was pale and covered with frost.

The bottle of wine on the coffee table was opened a few days before they broke up. They only took a few sips and had no time to taste the rest. The alcohol evaporated through the small holes in the cork.

When Wen Baijing came, there was only a thin layer of water at the bottom of the bottle. He swung his arms and held his breath to listen, but he could only hear a sound that seemed inaudible. The tiny sound turned into an arrow that pierced his throat, and blood spurted out, splashing on his heart and the iris at the bottom of his eyes.

Aunt Sun sighed and retreated back to the kitchen.

Lu Yu was a little worried: "What are you going to do now? It's not the right time for a divorce. You and Li Jiao are in name only, and Ye Zhenzhen is obviously still waiting for you."

Wen Baijing came back to his senses and said, "Let's talk about it after Zhichu leaves the Wen Group."

Lu Yu said: "I used to be prejudiced against her, but after all that happened, I think it wasn't easy for her either. She really tried her best to love you."

Wen Baijing turned his head away and wiped his face: "Don't you think it's good for her to live a down-to-earth life with the money? Not to mention this."

Lu Yu retorted: "Then why don't you live a good life after you get married?"

He got married because of the influence of his grandfather and external factors. His engagement with Li Jiao did quell the rumors, and his grandfather was very satisfied with it. Zhichu's popularity gradually increased, and everything seemed to be getting better and better.

But does he really not regret it at all?

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the fool who cried because of the crab claws will no longer accompany him to eat moon cakes and steamed crabs.

How can I forget the bright flowers and full moon.

Now it is evening rain, and people are separated by the Milky Way.

Steamed seafood has become very popular in the past year, and Ye Mao's grilled fish restaurant has also added a variety of seafood.

Ye Mao and Wang You's daughter, Ye Hanxi, is about to turn one year old. Her delicate and beautiful appearance makes her particularly attractive. Ye's mother came to Yuncheng before Wang You gave birth and has been living in her son's house to help take care of her granddaughter. Ye's father guards an acre of land and comes to Yuncheng every winter to spend the winter, and returns to the northwest in the spring.

After parking the car nearby, Ye Zhenzhen took out a mirror and put some dry powder on her face, roughly covering up her tear-stained makeup.

Worried about being discovered by her relatives and friends, Ye Zhenzhen went straight to the bathroom after entering the hotel to check whether her makeup was complete.

Wang You followed in: "Sister, it's really you, I said it's impossible to recognize the wrong person! Why did you run so fast?"

Ye Zhenzhen took the powder puff and pressed it under her eyes: "I'm going to touch up my makeup."

Wang You came up to her and said, "Your eyes are so red. I guess your eyelashes got into your eyes. Do you want me to help you take a look?"

Ye Zhenzhen leaned back and changed the subject: "It's okay. Is Hanxi able to walk now? I haven't seen her for a long time. I miss her a little."

The mother couldn't stop talking about her child. She chatted enthusiastically about everything from how much food the child ate in one meal to how many steps the child could walk. Wang You took Ye Zhenzhen's arm and walked her all the way to the box.

By the time Ye Zhenzhen arrived at the reserved private room, everyone had already ordered seafood and steam was rising from the steamer.

There were about ten people in the two shops, sitting at two tables respectively.

Zhongli handed her the prepared sauce and said, "Why are you here so late? Are you stuck in traffic?"

Ye Zhenzhen pulled out a chair and sat down, smiling and nodding.

Xia Tong came over and said, "Your aura is not right? Did you have a fight with him?"

Ye Zhenzhen calmly reached out and pinched her leg, lowering her voice and saying, "Don't talk nonsense. Who can I quarrel with?"

Xia Tong looked at her suspiciously: "In fact, he is still very charming, but unfortunately...ah..."

Xia Tong knew very little about Ye Zhenzhen and Wen Baijing. She also knew about the rumors from more than a year ago. Combining her sixth sense and her understanding of Ye Zhenzhen, she roughly guessed that the two of them did have such a relationship.

Normally Xia Tong would hardly mention this matter, but when she saw it this afternoon, it indirectly confirmed her guess.

Ye Zhenzhen patted her gently, suggesting that she should not continue talking.

Xia Tong immediately understood and stopped discussing the topic, turning around to chat and laugh with her colleagues.

Everyone was eating seafood happily, with laughter breaking out from time to time.

Ye Zhenzhen didn't have much of an appetite. After peeling the shrimps, she couldn't bring herself to put them into her mouth.

Zhongli was sitting on her right and saw through her immediately: "Did you meet him?"

Ye Zhenzhen did not deny it outright, but nodded in agreement.

She could hide it from anyone except Zhongli. They were not only partners, but also Zhongli knew her dark history and did not look down on her. He comforted her and accompanied her during the days when she felt like she was living a life worse than death.

Zhongli couldn't help but remind him: "I know you still can't let go, why don't you try to find a new boyfriend?"

Ye Zhenzhen stuffed the shrimp into her mouth: "I can't do it."

Zhongli sighed: "Do you really want to continue waiting endlessly? Did he promise you anything?"

The shrimp meat was stuck in Ye Zhenzhen's throat and she couldn't swallow it for a long time.

Her voice choked: "I left the key with him and told him not to come to see me."

Zhongli said: "Are you really willing to do this?"

Ye Zhenzhen was a little speechless: "Didn't you persuade me to start over?"

Zhongli picked up a mantis shrimp and gave it to her: "The bloodshot eyes are almost coming out. It's been such a long time since we last met, and you still say harsh words when we meet once..."

Someone suggested that we toast each other with drinks to wish Mubo's business a prosperous future. Everyone stood up, smiled and said congratulations while clinking their glasses.

Everyone took their seats.

Ye Zhenzhen put down the cup and said softly: "If I don't do this, I'm afraid I will be soft-hearted."

I have no control over it.

Now she has to worry about doing something wrong that will affect the business of the store, and then implicate Zhongli. Every day when she opens her eyes, she is in the red for thousands of dollars. Once her character flaws are magnified by the Internet, the store she has worked so hard to open may be burned down at any time.

If she could really accept living without a name or status, there would have been no need to break up more than a year ago.

It’s not that I haven’t regretted it when I was emotional, but the emotion will always pass.