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Chapter Eightieth:
It was half past nine when I got home.
The room was deserted.
If she hadn't seen Yufan's coat hanging on the coat rack behind the door and the shoes he had placed at the door, Wei An wouldn't even remember that they live together now.
Changed clothes and went to take a shower. The warm water wraps the body, which is different and relaxing. Wei An lay in the bathtub, closed her eyes and rested her mind, tired for several days, she needed such relief so much.
Suddenly I remembered the conversation I had with Zaizai at night, and my heart became inexplicably heavy. Why do you care about the past? Are those past times really that important? It seems that there is no other effect except to make people sad and sigh? Why do you still hold on?
After a moment of contemplation, she suddenly woke up. It turned out that she was asking herself.
Thinking about her current life, and then recalling the past, Wei An suddenly understood that she was secretly grateful for the past, because it was because of that past that she could be what she is now. It's just that many people are not like her, able to look directly at history and correct mistakes. Moreover, there is no mistake at all, the choice is all yours, so you should bear the consequences.
Su Qiao is different from her.
Wei An sighed deeply. This is a fact she has known for a long time, just like Su Qiao who happily announced to her "Wei An, Xia Chen and I will definitely get married! We will definitely get married!", the result is already obvious.
She has never been certain about things that have not become facts. From the very beginning, she knew very clearly that only what she holds in her hand is what she really owns. So regarding the sense of security, she never expects to get it from others. Maybe she will become dependent on others, but she will never regard other people as her reliance, maybe she once had a similar idea, if there is someone who loves her like life, she can wash her hands and make soup for that person at home , take care of the children with peace of mind, but now, the smoke has disappeared, and the past has long been like wind.
I don't know when the psychology came into being. In this life, Wei An will never need others to support her. She will never live a life that needs a man to give her to survive. In her concept, she must put a smile on her face to please a man every day, lower her pride, and live with her palms up. I also have to look at the man's face, and observe with great trepidation whether there is any trace of displeasure flashing across his face
It would be better to kill her with a single blow.
In this way, the understanding of security becomes self-sufficiency. She is capable of working, capable of supporting herself, and even more capable of making herself live well, so she will be less likely to bow to her so-called partner, and she will not have the fear of him leaving. It is much simpler to maintain a purely emotional relationship, but the premise is that each has an economic foundation as a guarantee. Then, economic independence is king. At least it won't make you homeless when you fall out of love.
"It seems that I am the only one who can give me a sense of security in this life." Wei An murmured to herself feeling lost, but her heart was filled with joy but she felt a little lonely. She didn't want to do this, but it seemed that she had no choice but to do so.
An unremarkable Saturday is coming.
?It has been spring, the weather is fine, and the sun is shining brightly.
Early in the morning, Wei'an opened the curtains, stood on the balcony and looked at the blue sky that was too blue, feeling very beautiful. The peach trees planted in the community park not far away are full of buds, and the pink and tender ones are very beautiful.
After reading a book in the morning, I went to the supermarket at noon, bought some ingredients and came back. I hurriedly settled my lunch at home and suddenly felt a little sleepy. I put the dishes and chopsticks in the sink and climbed into bed. I washed them after she woke up.
I don't know how long I slept and was woken up by the phone, Wei An opened her dry eyes and took the phone on the bedside table.
Sky?
Why is he calling if he has nothing to do!
After hesitating for a while, he picked it up and asked lazily, "Hello?"
"Weian, are you using the computer?"
"No." Wei An didn't understand what Sky wanted to do at all.
"Then do you have QQ on your phone?"
"Uh yes." After thinking for a while, he answered.
"Then log on to QQ, I'll show you something interesting." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.
Wei An lay on the bed in a daze for a while, then glanced at the clock on the wall, it was four o'clock in the afternoon. This sky is mysterious.
Log in to the mobile phone QQ, Sky sent several pop-up windows, and several screenshots, the bottom of which is Sky's words, "Knock me after reading it."
Having a vague feeling of bad premonition, Wei An simply replied with a "hmm" and started to look at those pictures from the beginning.
It seems to be a group of several people.In other words, one is called Mo Shi Mo Wang, and the other is a black umbrella. Wei An's eyes fell on the head portrait of one of them, and her heart suddenly missed a beat.
Xiao Yunshu? How could it be her!
Xiao Yunshu's words fell into Wei'an's eyes, and she didn't know what kind of emotion arose in her heart.
"Lu Yufan, those are my personal belongings."
Personal belongings?
Personal belongings!
Wei'an suddenly didn't understand the meaning of this word. She stared blankly at the screen of the phone, and tugged at the corner of her mouth, feeling numb. The next moment, she jumped up from the bed, ran to the study to turn on the computer, and logged into QQ.
Sky sent another sentence: Are you still there?
Wei An froze for a moment, tapped the keyboard, and mechanically replied: Yes.
Then sky sent a few screenshots. Wei'an opened up one by one, those conversations pulled her emotions, and she couldn't tell what mood she was in.
Never forget: You came back from Los Angeles? Have you seen Lu Yufan?
Xiao Yunshu: I see you.
Black Umbrella: I heard he has a girlfriend, are you here to mess things up?
Xiao Yunshu: Lu Yufan, those are my personal belongings. Ha ha.
Black Umbrella: It¡¯s really boring to break up and still play this.
Xiao Yunshu: Why are you bored? I was naive and ignorant back then, but now I¡¯m sober!
Don't forget: Don't make trouble, you still have Yunyun, you can't just ignore your daughter.
Xiao Yunshu: I can't even see Yunyun's face, so it's better to pretend that I have never been born. Besides, Yu Fan's girlfriend won't grow long either, after all how long I've known him and how long they've only been together.
Seeing this, Wei'an found that her breathing was not smooth, so Sky sent another sentence at this time:
"Have you finished reading? Is it fun?"
"It's fun." Wei'an replied mechanically, looking down, she found that her hands were shaking while typing.
After calming down, he took the phone and dialed Yufan's number. It was picked up after three rings.
"Weian, what's the matter?" The background voice was very noisy, it should be at the construction site.
"I'll send you something, please take a look." Wei An hung up the phone after finishing speaking, and sent Xiao Yunshu's chat history to Yu Fan, and added a question at the end:
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