Chapter 50

The boring class came to an end while she was distracted, and the classroom gradually became lively again.Luo Zhi hurriedly jotted down the time, place and review scope of the final exam in her notebook, grabbed her schoolbag and coat and rushed out the back door the moment the professor announced that get out of class was over.

Today is the last day of the year.Before, Zhu Yan asked her if she would like to stay at her home for a few days and spend the New Year's Day holiday together.She originally wanted to agree, but she didn't expect Belle to ask her with a lonely expression a few days ago: "Luo Zhi, can you accompany me to the student union's New Year's Eve reception?"

She was stunned: "When did you join the student union?"

Didn't you always run errands for Gobi as a non-staff member?She swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"I'm a member of the book club. They also invited the leaders of various clubs to this reception. In short, there are many people going."

"Why do you want me to accompany you?"

Belle lowered her head, her eyes still rolling around.

"I heard that Chen Mohan is going."

Luo Zhi felt her shoulders sinking uncontrollably: "Aren't you going to..."

"I'm not here to make trouble, not to show their face. If people can see my face, they won't dump me. I'm just curious, I'm really curious, how good they are together, I just want to see Look, I just want to see..."

Luo Zhi stopped the crying in Baili's words in time: "OK, OK, if you can control your emotions, I will accompany you."

Belle nodded hastily: "Trust me."

Believe it or not.Luo Zhi rubbed her temples, and suddenly realized, student council?Isn't that... She wanted to go back on her word, but seeing Belle's thin and pointed chin, she couldn't say the words of rejection.

A whole week has passed since Belle sent a text message to inform Luo Zhi of her breakup.Jiang Baili suffers from insomnia after listening to music every night, her eyes are red and she loses lovesickness.When I was peeking at the beautiful women in the Gobi, I clamored angrily to lose weight, but now I really lost weight, but it has lost its meaning.

The most frightening thing is to cheer up and weakly and hypocritically tell a group of eight women in the courtyard who are gloating under the banner of condemning the Gobi that everything is okay, okay.

People pretend to be happy.

No matter how depressed you are, put on a smiling face.Who wants to let others pick up jokes for nothing?

Luo Zhi will advance the class time for the two children so that they can come back earlier in the evening to accompany Belle.While waiting in the cold wind at the east gate, she received a text message from Luoyang.

"Your sister-in-law has come to Beijing, let's have dinner together tomorrow."

Luo Zhi felt a long-lost warm current flow through her heart.

When she was changing slippers at the entrance, she felt that the house was too quiet, and the two Filipino maids who were always walking around in the living room muttering English that no one could understand well did not show up.Luo Zhi once asked Zhu Yan why she had to use Filipino maids. They should not have the cheap and good quality of Hong Kong Filipino maids in Beijing.

At that time, Zhu Yan smiled and said that it is best for those who do not understand Chinese, and feel at ease.

Luo Zhi was stunned for a while, then understood.

As soon as the two children's classes were over, Luo Zhi was dragged into her room by the little girl. After recovering from a serious illness, Tiffany went to Hong Kong with Zhu Yan, and the small pink wardrobe was immediately filled with trophies.Luo Zhi sat on the bed, watching her show off her new clothes one by one.Zhu Yan was going to take them to a reception at night, and Tiffany was very serious, so she also enthusiastically helped the staff whether to choose a small dress or a small cheongsam.

Finally selected, Tiffany happily went to take a shower.Luo Zhi turned her head inadvertently, and saw Zhu Yan standing silently at the door, looking at her daughter's back with a smile.

"When did you come in? I didn't even find out."

"It's been a long time since I saw you." Zhu Yan walked over with a smile and handed her a cup of tea.

"Had a serious illness."

"influenza?"

"I don't know, half have a cold and half have a heart attack."

"what happened?"

Luo Zhi smiled and told her about her experiences, from the first outing that barely counted as a date, to Sheng Huainan's sudden betrayal, the confession she was forced to admit on a rainy day, the adventure when she went home to pay homage... until the return of the suitcase .

And the late "what's your name" by the window sill.

"It's probably like this." She paused for a while, then laughed, "You can understand that I was played hard."

Zhu Yan was silent for a long time, added a piece of rock sugar to the teacup, and asked while stirring, "Is that boy really as good as you imagined?"

Luo Zhi looked at Zhu Yan, her eyes were full of sly smiles.She turned her face away, thought about it seriously, and then slowly said, "I know what you want to say."

"I didn't know him in high school, but he is indeed a good person. It is already very rare for a person who is worthy of envy in every aspect to be praised by everyone without slandering him. Later, with my only I have had several face-to-face contacts with him, and I think he is indeed a likable person."

She sighed, her eyes a little sour: "At least you can attract my liking."

Zhu Yan nodded thoughtfully: "So that's the case, he really grew up safely."

"Your tone is so strange, as if he should have died unexpectedly."

Zhu Yan was a little embarrassed for some reason, pondered for a while, and then continued to smile and said: "No, I, I mean, I also think he is rare. You once told me about him, the kind of sophisticated person you described His precociousness often hurt him, but it seems that he hasn't."

"I really hope he's not so good so I can get back on track sooner."

"Don't make excuses," Zhu Yan smiled, "If you can't see through it, you can't see through it. I dare say that if you find out that he is bad one day, you will definitely feel worse than now."

She looked at the window sill through the thin twilight: "Maybe one day you don't like him anymore, but you can't dislike yourself who once liked him. After all, he is all your youth. Feed the dog."

Luo Zhi grinned: "It's so sour."

Zhu Yan ignored her, as if immersed in her own thoughts.After a long time, she looked straight over and said, "Why don't you ask him why?"

"He won't say it," Luo Zhi lowered her head and sipped, showing a little bit of anger that a girl of her age should have, "I've said it, I'm afraid I don't want to hear it either."

"Hypocritical."

Zhu Yan's tone was soft, but it made Luo Zhi blush.She continued dryly: "It's just following fate."

Zhu Yan laughed even harder, making her back shudder.

"Before you thought it out, you were a director and an actor, and you laid the groundwork all the way. Now you want to pretend to be ignorant and obey fate?"

Luo Zhi's teaspoon knocked against the wall of the cup, she changed the topic in embarrassment: "By the way, why didn't I see those two Filipino maids in your family today?"

Zhu Yan hesitated to speak, and in the next second she smiled, facing Tiffany who had just jumped out of the bathroom.

Belle's urging text messages rushed into the phone one after another, and Luo Zhi pushed open the dormitory door panting at five o'clock, only to see her sitting cross-legged on the bed in her pajamas and holding her phone.

"Why are you still in your pajamas?"

"I don't know what to wear."

"What kind of reception is this? If I'm required to wear a dress, I'm afraid I won't be able to get in."

"You don't need to dress formally, you can enter the house with sneakers."

"Then why are you in trouble? Don't worry too much about it, you can't compete with Chen Mohan."

"I know." Belle did not refute.

Luo Zhi looked up at her in surprise.Today's Jiang Baili was uncharacteristically calm. She met Luo Zhi's puzzled gaze and smiled slightly, pale and dusty.

"I don't think I saw the Virgin Mary...can you stop laughing like that?"

"I'm sorry, it just occurred to me just now that Sheng Huainan will actually be attending the reception tonight. I don't know if you want to see him..."

Luo Zhi grinned: "There is nothing to avoid, there is nothing between us."

Then before the corners of his mouth drooped irresistibly, he quickly turned around and pretended to sort out the review materials on the bookcase.

Although Belle didn't know much about the story between them, she shouted "Come on, Luo Zhi" every day and got along day and night, and she could always read some stories from the corners of her eyes and brows, Luo Zhi didn't know how to cover it up.

She heard the sound of Jiang Baili getting out of bed behind her, accompanied by a faint sentence, "If I were like you back then, rotting everything in my stomach, it would be fine. You like others quietly, no If anyone knows about it, there is no shame in failing.”

Luo Zhi slammed her head on the cabinet when she heard this: "What's so embarrassing about it—wait a minute, where did I fail?"

I wanted to be stubborn, but found that I couldn't put on a hippie smile.

She took out "The Life of Mary Stuart" and put it in again. She couldn't find a suitable place for countless times. Finally, she gave up, threw it on the table, sat on it, and turned around. Turning around, he said in a cold tone: "Yes, I have failed quite a bit. I just saw that I would be miserable one day. I was not like you back then, and the whole world knew it."

Belle was standing in the middle of the bedroom, halfway off her pajamas, her bra straps were still hanging on her shoulders, she was suddenly frightened by Luo Zhi, she fell down on the lower bed in a panic.

It was the first time she heard Luo Zhi speak in such a tone.It is mixed with ice balls, but there is an evil fire.

Both were silent.

Just as Jiang Baili was about to say "I'm sorry", she saw an exaggerated smile on Luo Zhi's face.

"Hurry up and change your clothes." Luo Zhi paused, and then deliberately said in a very energetic tone, "I suddenly remembered that it seemed to be said in "Pride and Prejudice", 'Burying feelings too deep is sometimes difficult. A bad thing. If a woman hides her feelings for the man she loves, she may lose his chance.' So, the classics prove that you are right, express it passionately."

Jiang Baili laughed: "Scholars talk in the same way."

In a blink of an eye, his face collapsed again: "...then why didn't I get him?"

After silently looking at each other in embarrassment but in tacit understanding, Luo Zhi laughed, and Jiang Baili got up obediently, and said, "Can I wear your clothes? We are about the same size."

Luo Zhi pointed to the closet and said, "Choose it yourself. Didn't you always say that my clothes are only worn by widows?"

Belle raised her head from the pile of clothes, solemnly: "I am indeed a widow."

Luo Zhi smiled slightly, and raised her eyes to see the clear snow floating outside the window.

She used to think that she would be so silent because she was not afraid of losing face, nor did she care about getting or not, but she just didn't want to be misunderstood.There are too many twists and turns in her relationship, which is not humane, and the onlookers who think straight to the end will only poke her tactful thoughts into blood.

Until that day, when she mentioned the balcony at that time, he said, "I asked, what's your name."

Luo Zhi suddenly understood that the kind of pain and unwillingness that suddenly filled her heart was called not getting it.

Saying it out, swallowing it, the pursuit of much attention, or the love that is not known, neither is more brilliant, and neither is more noble.

As long as you can't get it, you will scratch your heart with all kinds of claws, and the pain is not bad.

(End of this chapter)

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