Peng Wei could feel this more because he had a girlfriend. He frowned and said, "After dating, it is a basic principle to keep a distance from the opposite sex. Brother Yuan, to be honest, maybe she doesn't like you that much."

Yang Yuanzheng actually has a conclusion in his mind. He recalled that when he was at his lowest point, she came in without hesitation and encouraged him. He felt complicated and reluctant: "Actually, she is very kind. It's my own fault. When I had nothing, she was always with me. I refused to accept her because I was afraid of delaying her, but she confessed to me."

At that time, he felt that even if the whole world abandoned him, he would still be lucky enough.

Chen Mo was speechless: "Although she is very kind, she can't stand being kind to everyone. Don't women still hate men as central air conditioners? Brother Yuan, I say, you are just a fish in her pond, so don't get too involved."

Chen Mo, a single guy, was able to let go freely, so Peng Wei could understand Yang Yuanzheng. He advised him, "If you really can't let go, just talk to her and see if she can change her mind."

Chen Mo couldn't stand it anymore and yelled, "Waiting for her to change her mind like this, isn't this the same as being a dog licker?"

Tu Yufan coughed lightly. Although what Chen Mo said was unpleasant, he was right.

Tu Yufan said: "Human nature cannot be changed. If you feel you owe her something, give her a little more compensation when you break up."

Yang Yuanzheng forced a smile and did not refute anything. Everyone knew that he needed time to think about it, so they stopped trying to persuade him.

.....

In the following two months, Yang Yuanzheng had not made up his mind to break up, and Zhou Xiaoduo had not received any increase in sensitivity from Yang Yuanzheng. She could not help but become irritated and had little patience left.

"System, what happened to Yang Yuanzheng? He used to be able to sense it every day, but there has been no movement for the past two months."

The system's mechanical voice sounded: "Host, please continue to work hard."

"Could it be that Yang Yuanzheng knows something?"

"Host, please continue to work hard."

"What else can you say besides this?" Zhou Xiaoduo's face was ferocious, completely unlike her previous gentle and lovely image: "Besides, so many men seem to be less sensitive than Yang Yuanzheng. They are really useless."

I don't know whether it's the system that's useless or those men who are useless. Anyway, I'm not the one who's useless.

"Host, there are not many people in this world who can truly be called the chosen ones of heaven. Not only do they have excellent conditions, but they also have great luck, which is difficult for ordinary people to reach. Yao Yufan is one of them, and he is even better than Yang Yuanzheng, but the host gave up."

Speaking of him, Zhou Xiaoduo became even more angry: "Don't tell me about that weird guy who wasted so many tools and is not as sensitive as a beggar on the street."

The system said coldly: "The host is fine."

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Zhou Xiaoduo calmed down and opened the door, but her expression was still rather grim, her brows were furrowed, and her whole body was surrounded by low pressure.

Yang Yuanzheng originally wanted to put his hand on her head, but stopped.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Xiaoduo, it's too late for girls to go out and work part-time. I have a salary now, so you don't have to work so hard."

His voice trembled slightly. Last night, the mysterious person sent him another photo. Zhou Xiaoduo walked into the cinema arm in arm with a boy.