Eat chicken and eat the goddess

Mu Ziyou twitched in Yan Zhen's arms for a long time, and after her emotions were calmed down, Yan Zhen dragged her to a coffee shop on the street.

When the waiter who brought the coffee put down the coffee and walked away, Mu Ziyou raised his head slowly. His pair of clear and bright deer eyes were red, and the tip of his nose was also a little red, like a little reindeer.

His face was completely lost in front of Yan Zhen, Mu Ziyou sat upright opposite Yan Zhen, his two hands on his knees were clenched into fists, and he apologized guiltily with his neck averted.

"I'm sorry, senior, your clothes were soiled by me."

On the clean and white shirt on Yan Zhen's body, tears could be seen faintly, and the peach-flavored light pink lipstick that Mu Ziyou had put on his mouth before going out the door, almost all rubbed against Yan Zhen's collar.

Yan Zhen looked at Mu Ziyou indifferently and did not speak.

Mu Ziyou bit his lip, finally mustered up the courage to take a look at Yan Zhen, then immediately retracted, she clasped her hands weakly.

"I'll help senior sister clean the clothes, or, I'll pay senior sister an identical shirt."

Mu Ziyou was still struggling to get Yan Zhen's white shirt dirty.

Yan Zhen sighed softly, looking at Mu Ziyou's red and swollen eyes.

"Concerned about what my shirt does, whether your eyes hurt, crying for so long."

"I...I'm fine, it doesn't hurt."

Mu Ziyou shook his head, but secretly took out the phone from his pocket, glanced at the screen of the phone on his lap, and was startled by his own face.

She obviously hasn't been crying for so long, why are her eyes swollen like walnuts, ugly and swollen.

So just now, senior sister hugged her with swollen goldfish eyes for a long time, wiped her tears, and coaxed her softly.

Seeing that Mu Ziyou had stabilized his mood and was secretly looking at his phone, Yan Zhen asked her with some doubts.

"Ziyou, can you tell me why you are crying so sadly? Is someone bullying you?"

As soon as Yan Zhen's words came out, Mu Ziyou's expression dimmed instantly.

Facing Yan Zhen, she didn't hide anything, but she fully explained what happened when she saw Yan Qingsu at Bai Hui's house just now, and then Bai Hui deliberately led Yan Qingsu into a misunderstanding, which caused Yan Qingsu to leave in grief. They all told Yan Zhen.

The sunlight outside the window shines through the window, falling on Yan Zhen's hair, eyebrows and eyes. Under the sunlight, the delicate and fair side face, the perfect jawbone line, is like a sculpture by Michelangelo.

Her eyes were deep and glinting, she looked at Mu Ziyou calmly and seriously, she listened quietly, the beautiful lipstick on her red lips seemed to melt under the sunlight, the red was a bit dazzling.

Although it was related to Yan Qingsu, Yan Zhen didn't interrupt Mu Ziyou's words. He waited until Mu Ziyou had finished telling the whole story, and then stopped.

The white and slender fingertips gently held the small spoon and slowly stirred it in the coffee cup.

Yan Zhen thought for a moment before opening her mouth slowly. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes cast a small black shadow under her eyes.

"Perhaps, for my sister-in-law, this might not be a bad thing."

"A good thing? But Miss Yan is very sad. She is really sad. I think I am as bad as a bad person who destroys other people's feelings."

Mu Ziyou stared at Yan Zhen in surprise, she bit her lip in distress, thinking of the look that Yan Qingsu had looked at her when he left, with desolation and despair, as if he had lost all hope.

Yan Zhen nodded, frowning slightly, and his tone was a little complicated.

"Sister-in-law, she... really can't let go of Bai Hui. These days when she broke up with Bai Hui, she seems to have changed, becoming sensitive and humble, not at all like her before. Maybe Bai Hui is just I want her to give up, after all, the wound will slowly start to heal only if it is completely torn open."

Mu Ziyou is not an emotional idiot, after the initial excitement gradually calmed down, she seriously thought about Yan Zhen's words.

Maybe what Yan Zhen said made sense, Bai Hui's original intention was not just to feel bored and entangled and wanted to get rid of it, maybe, she also wanted Yan Qingsu to let go of it completely, and then regain his strength.

But she still didn't understand, she lowered her head and sighed softly.

"Why must it hurt?"

Yan Zhen looked at her, and the corner of his lips twitched slightly.

"Because only when people really feel the pain and the loss, will they wake up and learn to let go."

Mu Ziyou understood what Yan Zhen said, but she couldn't.

And what she couldn't understand the most was that Bai Hui still cared about Miss Yan, she could feel it.

But why, why the one who obviously cared about it, but still pushed it away fiercely without leaving any room.

After holding back for a long time, Mu Ziyou finally choked out a word and said in a fit of anger.

"If this is the case, then I will not fall in love in the future."

Hearing what Mu Ziyou said, Yan Zhen just smiled slightly.

"Fool."

She thought Mu Ziyou didn't believe such angry words, she scratched her head, remembered Yan Qingsu, and threw herself on the table anxiously, asking Yan Zhen.

"Senior sister, should we go to Miss Yan? She was in a bad mood when she left. I'm worried that something might happen to her."

Yan Zhen unhurriedly took a sip of his coffee, pursed his lips, then shook his head lightly, saying firmly.

"Don't worry, she'll be fine."

Mu Ziyou was still a little worried.

"Really, but when she left, she was really sad."

Many lovelorn people will always do some extreme things when they lose control of their emotions. If something happened to Yan Qingsu, then she might be to blame.

Yan Zhen shook his head and said softly.

"Sister-in-law is no longer a little girl, no matter how sad she is, she won't go to extremes. I'm not worried about her, on the contrary, I'm a little lucky. If she is really completely disappointed this time, maybe she can really learn to let go."

Mu Ziyou nodded thoughtfully. Since Yan Zhen wasn't worried about Yan Qingsu, she had nothing to worry about.

She touched the untouched coffee cup on the table, suddenly looked up at Yan Zhen, and asked hesitantly.

"Sister, have you ever been in love?"

Yan Zhen frowned, and looked at Mu Ziyou with a half-smile.

"Are you curious?"

She felt that it was a bit abrupt for her to ask such a question, but she had already asked her, and she couldn't take it back, so she scratched her head in embarrassment.

"Well, I'm a little curious."

Yan Zhen nodded, with a slightly hesitant expression, but she quickly replied.

"Talk."

For some reason, upon hearing Yan Zhen's answer, Mu Ziyou suddenly felt a little lost, and she asked with some emotion.

"That must be a very good boy."

Yan Zhen nodded, seemingly lost in thought.

"Well, I met him in the speech contest. He is indeed a very good person. I admire him very much."

Maybe it was because Yan Zhen was thinking for a moment, Mu Ziyou's heart trembled, and he suddenly figured out something.

Yan Zhen has many suitors, but it seems that she has never been in a relationship in the three years of college. At least many people say that she has never promised to pursue her boy.

As for why Yan Zhen didn't fall in love in the rumors, there was a theory.

That is, Yan Zhen has always been hiding someone in her heart, but she is not with that person for various reasons. Even so, Yan Zhen still misses that person all the time, so she has never accepted anyone else.

Mu Ziyou secretly guessed in his heart, but Yan Zhen frowned slightly and thought hard about what the boy he had been with for a short period of two weeks looked like.

After thinking about it, I found that I couldn't even remember that person's face clearly, only vaguely remembered his name.

Perhaps for Yan Zhen, that short-lived relationship wasn't considered love at all, it was just a little closer to a boy she admired but didn't dislike.

But compared to being with others before, this should be regarded as being in love.

Mu Ziyou tightly grasped the handle of the coffee cup and bit her lip. She really wanted to ask Yan Zhen if she still liked the boy she had been in love with before.

Even if it's for my cousin's sake.

After hesitating for a while, she tentatively asked softly.

"Sister, do you still like that person?"

When Yan Zhen was asked this question, she raised her eyebrows slightly.

"what?"

Do you still like it?Naturally impossible, she even forgot that person's face.

But just when she was about to answer, the mobile phone in her bag rang inappropriately.

She took out her phone and smiled apologetically at Mu Ziyou.

"Ziyou, I'll answer the phone first."

Although he didn't hear Yan Zhen's answer, Mu Ziyou nodded obediently.

"Well, senior sister, you can take it."

Yan Zhen looked out of the window slightly and picked up the phone.

"Hey, Mom."

On the other end of the phone, Lin Chen's voice was a little anxious.

"Xiaozhen, your sister-in-law wants to go back to see your grandfather, and she said that she will ask your uncle to sign the divorce agreement today. You know your grandfather's bad temper, Qin Shihuang, who is not recognized by his relatives, your sister-in-law will definitely annoy your grandfather when she goes back this time , I don’t know what the consequences will be, do you want to go back and see.”

Yan Zhen frowned tightly, and amplified the volume in surprise.

"What, she's going back now."

Lin Chen walked anxiously back and forth in the living room with the phone in one hand and arms crossed.

"That's right, she didn't listen to me. She was determined to get a divorce today, so she just drove back. I'm sure I can't go to Yan's house, and your grandpa won't let me in. Go back and stop her."

Yan Zhen nodded and stood up with her bag in hand.

"Well, I see, I'll go back right away."

Mu Ziyou, who had been lowering his hair in a daze, raised his head, looked at Yan Zhen who was frowning and looked anxious, and stood up a little helplessly.

Yan Zhen hung up the phone, looked up at Mu Ziyou and asked softly.

"Ziyou, I'm sorry I have something urgent, can you go back by yourself?"

Mu Ziyou nodded.

"It's okay, sister, go get busy, I can go back by myself."

Yan Zhen put the phone in his bag, and before leaving, he suddenly raised his hand and gently patted Mu Ziyou's head, saying softly.

"What happened today has nothing to do with you. You don't have to blame yourself. Besides, I think maybe you should go back and talk to Bai Hui about her. She is a good friend. Don't lose a good friend."

Mu Ziyou bit his lip and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Well, I know the senior sister."