Fate is the enemy GL

【Chapter 57】【Mist】【Ye Jin's Perspective】

It is absolutely beyond my expectation to be able to eat face to face with Zhou Ziyuan in this life.

She was still stirring the soup spoon expressionlessly, her white jade-like hands writhing restlessly.

Mushroom soup was served steaming hot, and her face was frosted.

Just half an hour ago we were at war, and I looked like I wanted to eat her alive.

The moment she raised her hand, I really felt that the end of the world was coming. She never raised her hand when fighting with me, let alone herself. She pretended to be reserved, noble and glamorous, protecting her virtuous goddess. image.

All destroyed today.

Her right cheek was swollen and Gao Gao, she really didn't take her own face for face, it was shockingly red.

There are so many things in my heart, not to mention, I don't have Zhou Ziyuan's strong ability to pretend to be able to bury my thoughts in a small warehouse in my mind and let it rot.

She bowed to me and said.

"sorry."

It was the first time I saw her so humble, showing an expression that was as fragile as delicate porcelain, and her eyes were full of mist, full of indelible sadness.

Only then did I understand that she understood me, but I did not understand her.

Her loneliness stems from the blockade in her heart, she is lonely on the outside and soft on the inside.

Maybe it's really because of her natural lowliness. I was so frightened by her humble attitude that all my souls and six souls went out of my body. When I finally caught her back, I only heard her weeping forbearance.The thin and thin shoulders trembled, but the figure stubbornly maintained the posture of bending over and apologizing.

Why do you apologize? I should be the one to apologize...

The sky is still gloomy, gloomy as if to wrap us all in.

I suddenly realized that I seemed to have tempered a sharp dagger in the poison of He Yixuan's death, and then I stabbed her heart hysterically with that negative emotion.

I tightened her grip: "Yes... I'm sorry, I... I'm just out of my mind, I'm stupid, I'm crazy, that's why I said things like that... Just pretend I didn't say anything, okay..."

"do not Cry……"

"I look uncomfortable..."

As I was talking, I cried so hopelessly, as if it was me who was wronged, not her.

She froze visibly.

Then he stretched out his arms and buried his head in my chest.

Well, let the time go back, she didn't say anything after that, but when I carefully asked what happened in the past that made her feel dark, she would say lightly: "There is a chance You will know."

Since then, it has been the same as it is now, with cold eyes and expressionless face, drinking soup without a mouthful.

I asked her nervously, "Does it still hurt..."

It's just trying to die.

"I can't die." That's how she answered me, her eyes wandering away.

One sentence blocked my breath, and I didn't know what to say. It was a long time after lunch, and there were only the two of us in the huge restaurant, and there were a few waiters talking in low voices.

I'm so worried!I sighed and stretched out the spoon in a daze.

There was a stack of newspapers on the empty table next to her, and she simply took them out and flipped through them one by one.

"Today..." She probably wanted to ask the number, so I hurriedly took out my phone: "NO.11."

She raised her eyes slightly, looked at me, looked down for the newspaper again, took out a few pages and patted them on the table, put the rest back, and tapped the table with her fingers: "Zhuo--did Zhuo You say when the accident happened?" occurring?"

"Yesterday." I answered politely, and she piled the newspapers in front of me: "Read all the headlines on the tenth."

This order is really strange... She wants to train a news anchor?But now that this is a special situation, I am too embarrassed to say anything, so the elementary school student obediently picked up the newspaper and read it to her in Mandarin, which he thought was the most correct, absolutely excluding Huaiyuan Dingmian. As well as local accents in places like Pingyong.

I took a cursory look, and found that this shabby newspaper is really weird. What kind of headlines are there? I guess the editor-in-chief is a crosstalk talker.

My face was almost turning green, but seeing Zhou Ziyuan's calm face, I gritted my teeth and read it out.

"China and Russia are friendly, and opportunities are easy to find."

"Next one, keep reading, don't stop until I tell you to stop." Her expression was very serious.

I hesitated, but picked it up anyway.

"Olympic champion, actually nervous." I was on my nerves.

She almost sprayed mushrooms on my face: "Next."

"A man's birth is the moral yardstick." Why is morality involved again? There are so many transgender people...

"The editor-in-chief is talking about cross talk... next." Zhou Ziyuan's face was obviously a little tense, and I laughed.This is not very good, as long as Zhou Ziyuan is happy, then it will be more weird. This rhyme reminds me of Song Dandan's accent. As a joke, seeing these newspapers is much more pleasing to the eye.

"Pengci incidents occur frequently." Fortunately, I didn't run into them.

Zhou Ziyuan didn't even bother to raise her eyelids, probably because she was defeated by the cross talk title.

"Oh." So I happily turned around and spoke with Song Dandan's accent.

"Weibo anti-corruption, chasing and intercepting." Why not run away?What's wrong with hiding abroad?

"Cream fondue, the fat increases." That's for sure, I made a lot of determination when I went to eat this thing, but after I finished eating, I had to take out a small book and count the calories to avoid belly fat.

"Genetic engineering, focus on people's livelihood."

I see that Zhou Ziyuan is still too lazy to pay attention. I wonder if she did it on purpose or if the editor-in-chief of this newspaper is actually her... Is reading the newspaper a new form of punishment? This...

But she didn't stop, I bite the bullet and continued: "Deep reform, the road to revival."

"Fashionable celebrities grow vegetables and herd cattle." This kind of thing is regarded as news, which shows that the editor's concept is still behind the times.

"The number of divine comedies has increased, and there has been trouble with auntie."

"Rotten male corpse, loss of function." What are you talking about? It's so strange, it's all rotten and still has a fart function...

She almost dropped the spoon on the ground: "Stop, give this to me."

I was quite surprised, what did Zhou Ziyuan read this for?I browsed through it roughly, and it actually means that several male corpses were dug up at a certain construction site.It has been rotten for several years, and people are still eunuchs.

I just said that to Zhou Ziyuan, and she took the newspaper away.

The waiter looked back at us in unison. I felt that I couldn't hold back my face. I smiled slightly, and the more I smiled, the more my face became stiff and straight. I lowered my head and stuffed my head into the newspaper like an ostrich.

"Is there anything else?"

I flipped through a few more pages, "Tsinghua University, Peking University, and a top student. A well-known factory, entered the black list. It's hard to write Chinese characters."

As the dust of the last word fell to the ground, she lowered her eyes and looked at me. She seemed to be a noble queen exuding a high-cold temperament all over her body. She flipped open the page of the man's corpse that had just rotted, and frowned for a long time.

After a long time, she dropped the newspaper and looked up at me: "Why did you think that way before?"

"Ah? What?" I was a little dazed for a while, but her voice was light but extremely determined.

Seeing her being so serious, I dropped the funny newspaper, and I let out a sigh of relief: "Maybe it's a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" She chuckled, but in my opinion, that smile was too terrifying.

"..." I didn't know what to say, so I could only say dryly, "Zhou Ziyuan, have you ever loved me?"

Wei Wei knocked on the table, hoping to get a response, even though she knew that Zhou Ziyuan was a beautiful person.

"I love you." She stood up, "But, we can end it."

I didn't seem to be joking, I frowned: "Why? What's wrong with you?"

She took off the two silver bracelets with a solemn expression, then pointed to the newspaper, and put the bracelets lightly on the table: "I can't give you anything."

I got up expressionless, and saw her passing by me, with her unique elegant fragrance.

The wind chime at the door of the store rang a few times, and I turned my head slightly to watch her drifting away.

newspaper?I read the newspaper, especially the section about the rotting male corpse, but I still don't have a clue.Why Zhou Ziyuan would point to the newspaper, why she would say that suddenly, this is not in line with her character, and I have no way of figuring it out.

The eyes seemed to be covered with mist, dimmed, fainted.

"Bill, please."

It turns out that although a woman's fragility is occasionally hidden like a man's, it will show its bony shape after being washed away by sadness.

She said she loves me, I believe it.She knows me, and I do.

But she left me so I can't tell.

I always forget that it is a woman who is with me, a woman who has a story and has countless dark pasts but I don’t know it. Forbearing and strong, with a distant smile, I don't like to explore other people's past, what determines the value of a person is her present, not the past, which is just added value.

But I always forget that in the past, I was able to burn people because that person's heart was still a young shoot in early spring, and no matter how many steel shields were put on, it didn't change at all.

Her heart is not cold enough to resist killing.

The worries and worries I thought in my heart disappeared in an instant, only her back echoed in my heart, making my chest hurt.

After walking out, there was a sunny doll hanging on the window of the shop.

I looked at it and seemed to be thinking about myself.

Finally made up my mind.

Then formally, properly, and chase it again.