like drinking ice

I have been in Zheng's house for nearly a hundred days.

I feel like a frog sitting in a well.

There is no disturbance in my life, and I am increasingly unable to concentrate on reading in the study. I still stay in the study every day, but I am more in a daze. I even remember clearly what every inch of the carpet in the study looks like.

I even began to look forward to Zheng Ao coming back early every day, because I just want to hear a little human voice.

I suddenly remembered that in those cases, the victim who was imprisoned by the criminal suspect for a long time would actually fall in love with the criminal suspect over time.People can't live alone. If there is only loneliness and boring in your world, and only when someone comes, you can make a little waves, then you will definitely fall in love with him.

Too bad I already loved him.

Zheng Ao has even less time.

He even started working overtime all night.I know it's because of my dad that Li Zhurong also started to put pressure on him.

He is really besieged now.

But he still didn't know how to reflect.

Once I woke up in the middle of the night and found that he had just finished working overtime. He was probably too sleepy and couldn't fall asleep. He hugged me, looked at the ceiling, and there were bruises under his eye sockets.

I said, "Zheng Ao, do you regret it?"

He shook his head, still just holding me.

I turned around and looked at him.

"You also care about your career. If there is no pressure from Li Zhurong, you will be much more relaxed now," I whispered to him: "Let me go, everything will return to the way it was before, you can do what you want Doing things. Didn't you grow up adoring your father? You'll soon be like him."

He raised his eyes and glanced at me.

"I let you go, will you still sleep with me like this?"

I didn't speak, I knew I couldn't fool him, he already knew the answer from my eyes.

"That's not what it used to be," he said.

In fact, this is just an excuse.

We'll never go back to the way we were, and he knows that.

I really decided to escape by all means after the date of Zheng Ao and Ye Susu's engagement ceremony was confirmed.

Ye Susu graduated from high school this year.After graduating and getting engaged, she went directly to study in the same school her sister had attended.

I haven't seen Ye Susu for a long time. I don't know if it's because she's nervous about studying, or because she dislikes me for being too naive. She never came to see me again.On the contrary, Wang Xian came more and more diligently, so diligent that I believe that Zheng Ao and the housekeeper were well aware of her visit.

Beijing Spring Festival Gala, Wang Xian put on a sweater and short skirt early, I laughed at her for looking good but not warm, she was still a little embarrassed after playing with me for so long, I quickly explained: "Actually, it looks good in this way. "

She sat down on the side with her head down, and after a while, she said, "I don't look good at all, I'm too fat."

I smiled helplessly.

"Why do you want to be so thin? You girls like to be thin, but boys don't think so. They are as thin as ribs. It's scary to look at."

"Really?" She looked at me suspiciously.

I lied, in fact, boys don't like to be thin, they like to have bumps, but no matter which of the two it is, they can't match Wang Xian.

But I comforted her anyway.

"It must be true. Why am I lying to you? It's too easy to lose weight. If you eat less, you will lose weight. It is difficult to be well-proportioned. Your current figure is well-proportioned, which is pretty good. You can wear any clothes."

She glanced at me, then lowered her head and cried.

I was intimidated.

I felt that I had deceived myself by what I said, and she was crying.

I have never been able to do anything about girls' tears, so I hurriedly found a piece of paper and handed it to her. Sitting next to her, she lowered her head and cried, all I could see was her hair in double ponytails.I wanted to pat her on the back to comfort her, but felt it was too abrupt.

I think I actually know why she is crying, maybe she feels wronged.If there is one thing in your life, no matter how hard you try, you can't do it well.But others are born with everything you dreamed of. You don't need to spend a little effort and cherish it, it is already a million times what you have done after you have gone all out, and you will feel wronged.

A girl of her age has already begun to realize the importance of appearance. She has stayed with Ye Susu all year round, and she must have seen all kinds of discrimination. Crying is just a catharsis.

But I'm just too much of a nosy person.

She lowered her head and cried, so I persuaded her: "In fact, appearance is not as important as you think. This world is a world of appearance, but those who judge you by your appearance are strangers in this world. Because they don't know you, appearance is the most intuitive and easiest way, otherwise, what else can they use as a first impression? But the friends, family members, and even future boyfriends who really want to get along with you every day, will get along with you for a long time After getting married, I gradually ignored the matter of appearance. If you still judge you by your appearance after getting along with you for a long time, then this person is indeed not worthy of deep friendship."

Wang Xian listened to my advice, raised her face full of tears and asked me, "Really?"

"of course it's true."

"Then Susu and I are the same in your heart?" She asked me.

"of course."

Wang Xian was still just crying, I raised my hand to pat her on the shoulder, but she leaned her whole body over.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, wearing a soft sweater, with long and thick hair, was leaning against my chest, and I froze. I quickly maintained this position, not daring to move, for fear that my actions would misunderstand her and make her sad. , I reached out and patted her on the back, and she whimpered like a cat.

"I feel so ashamed..." She buried her head in my chest and cried, "This suit is plain. I thought she looked good in it, so I bought the same one. Fat! I'm Dong Shi Xiaoying..."

"No such thing," I comforted her: "every girl has her own characteristics, as long as she is young and energetic, she can look good in anything she wears. This society is too harsh on girls' appearance. Don't be influenced by it, you have to believe it. something within oneself."

She stopped talking, still crying softly.

I sighed helplessly in my heart, raised my head, kept this posture, and looked at the door.For a moment, I don't know if it was my illusion, but I felt the door curtain move.

I think it was probably the housekeeper who came to deliver the tea. The housekeeper is still very disciplined and will not come to disturb such a scene.

Wang Xian cried for half an hour, and finally she cried until she had no strength, so she sobbed softly, and I kept handing her papers.Women are really made of water, I don't know where she got so many tears.

In the end, she was a little embarrassed when she left, and told me: "I called the phone you gave me, and a woman answered it. She said her name was Ni Yunlan, and that Hao Shi's mental state was very bad. She saw the child There are pinch marks on the arm. She said you should call her back quickly. Is someone abusing their own child?"

I said: "I don't know yet. But you must not tell anyone about this, just treat it as a secret between us, you know?"

Wang Xian nodded seriously.

I picked up a white fox coat and asked her to wear it outside. It was too cold outside. In spring and February, the wind was blowing like a knife. I don't know how much wind should be ventilated in her sweater.She was a little embarrassed, and I said, "It's okay, anyway, I don't go out often, so it's useless to keep it."

Zheng Ao asked the housekeeper to prepare these coats for me. They are similar in style. He wears black, and I wear white. He often sees these coats, sheep wool coat, Xuanhu cloak, and the housekeeper will give it to him when he enters the door. I took it off and hung it on the hanger to dust off the snow, but I didn’t have much chance to wear my coat. The only time I went to the backyard to see the red plum blossoms was accompanied by the housekeeper. The taste is like chewing wax.

In the afternoon I kept thinking about Hao Shi. I felt helpless, but I blamed myself a little because I felt that I was responsible for that child. If I had been more determined or made the problem more serious, maybe Hao Shi would give up.However, I faintly felt something, like reaching out to touch a stalk of water grass in the murky water, as thin as a gossamer, sliding past your fingertips, so light that it almost doesn't exist.But you know that as long as you grab it, you can uproot the whole underwater thing, and all the hidden and usable things will be presented before your eyes, as clear as if exposed to the scorching sun.

But I couldn't keep it that way for long.

The butler quickly asked me to have dinner. It was still dark at that time, and I was a little surprised when I walked through the corridor. I don't know why Zheng Ao came back so early today.

But obviously the butler knows that there are a lot of dishes on the table, even the time-consuming and labor-intensive Buddha jumping over the wall. Very, I don't know if it is a problem at work, but I sat up straight and waited for me.When he saw me coming, he kept his eyes on my face.

I lowered my head, walked over, walked around him, and prepared to sit on his left. For a long time, only the two of us ate, and the butler only placed two chairs, and even placed a plum vase with flowers on the table. Side, very elegant.

When I passed him, he suddenly reached out and grabbed me.

I instinctively wanted to withdraw my hand, but he came closer, his face was sideways, his face was close to the clothes on my chest, his nose seemed to be sniffing something.

I hid back and bumped into the high table. The plum bottle fell to the ground with a "crash" and shattered on the ground. The water in the bottle flowed to my feet.The housekeeper didn't know where he hid and didn't come out to clean up.

Zheng Ao was still sitting, his face was very close to me, white as porcelain, his eyes were drooping, eyelashes covered them, he seemed to be thinking, and seemed to be suppressing his emotions, then he slowly raised his eyes Come, look at me coldly.

"Wang Xian's perfume, right?"