The Delicate Beauty in the 1980s [Through the Book]

Wen Xin and her best friend had a falling out, turning from close companions to bitter enemies. In an act of revenge, her former best friend wrote her into a cliché-filled period novel as a tragic...

Chapter 73

Wen Xin looked at the closed door and burst into tears. She stood there for a while, then ran to sit on the sofa, then lay down again in a huff, staring at the TV opposite her which was not turned on. The gray screen reflected the light, and from it she could see her lying on the sofa, feeling depressed.

Wen Xin sniffed and wiped her eyes.

Her heart was in a mess. She could understand Yan Zeyang's pain at knowing the truth and having all his cognition overturned. It would be okay for him to hug her and cry.

If he wants to calm down, that's fine. There's no need for him to leave here. Doesn't he think about how he would feel if he was left behind?

Wen Xin felt uncomfortable. Didn’t he hear her crying? Did he doubt their relationship because of this incident, feel that I was taking advantage of his identity and no longer like him, which is why he left so decisively?

But the book was not written by her, and she did not want to travel through time when she came in.

Yes, she knew from the beginning that he was the male lead, but if she didn’t really like him, she wouldn’t date him even if he was the male lead.

She has already traveled through time and space and is already so miserable, yet she still forces herself to like someone she doesn't like. What is she trying to achieve? She must be able to like whoever she wants and do whatever she wants. If that's not possible, then what's the point of her traveling through time and space into this broken world?

She had just said it so clearly, but he still said he needed to think about it.

He just didn't believe herself, and she felt so sorry for how he felt after knowing the truth.

Wen Xin shed two cat tears, her eyes red as she stared at the TV mirror opposite her without moving or blinking.

Although she is not a delicate lady.

But she is also proud. When it comes to relationships, she is very proactive. That’s because her initiative is the key to controlling the progress of everything.

Showing weakness is a means to win his heartache. She cries to make him stay, and the crying child gets candy. She likes to say those sweet words to him to make him love her more. Her bold actions towards him are also to make herself engraved in his memory and leave a deep impression in his heart so that he will never forget it.

Wen Xin would not have dared to do this in her original world, because there was no one as simple as the male protagonist in that world. She initially liked him because of his simplicity.

Yes, when she faces the person she likes, there is more or less an element of calculation in her thoughts. When facing the slow-to-warm-up male protagonist, she also thinks of a way to hit the mark directly, quickly, ruthlessly and accurately. But her feelings are real. She doesn't like him because of his identity, but just because of him as a person.

He refused to stay just now because he doubted the world and her. He said he wanted to calm down and think about it, which meant he wanted to shut her out of his heart. He even wanted to think carefully about the relationship between them.

The more Wen Xin thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt.

He had previously said that he had hired someone to monitor her, investigated her, and suspected that she was a spy.

She was sad, and the more she thought about it, the more discouraged she became.

She lay there, and when all the impacts subsided, she was able to think about it all carefully. As a result, she felt a mixture of grievance and anger. The more she thought about it, the more her chest swelled and the more she felt choked.

When she came into this world, she was pampered and spoiled, and her temper became spoiled. She was willing to coax the person she liked, because she liked him, but if she didn't want to be coaxed, she would ignore him.

After continuing to feel uncomfortable, her stubborn temper began to emerge.

Why do you just leave like that and leave me alone in this empty room? She didn't want to stay anymore, so she decided to leave. She also needed to calm down.

Wen Xin jumped up from the sofa and immediately got up.

I love you, but I can't live without you. You need to calm down, and I need to calm down too. Let's all calm down together.

She started packing her luggage, holding her bag, and ran into the bathroom with red eyes.

She cleaned up all the bottles and jars in the bathroom, her towels, her soap, and her washed clothes, one by one, leaving no traces behind. She threw away the useless ones and packed up the useful ones, even putting away the sheets and quilt covers that she had made herself.

She had no intention of leaving anything behind.

Because she needed to live in the university, she bought two luggage bags in advance, which came in handy. She packed all her things in them.

I was in such a hurry that I didn't even arrange my things properly. I just crammed everything in haphazardly, filling up the suitcase.

Then she started looking for money everywhere and counting it. Even though she had lost her love, she still had to have bread. She had spent a lot during this period of time. She had more than 3,000 yuan originally, but now she only had 2,000 yuan left.

Her eyes were red and her heart felt like it was torn apart. She counted the money hurriedly and put it away. These were the last funds she had. When she first came to this world, she felt that she had no belonging and no sense of security. Although she smiled all day long, she felt empty in her heart when the night was quiet. At that time, she wanted to buy a house. Would this give her some sense of security?

But later, Yama made her feel at ease and felt that she had someone she loved, so she gave up the idea of ​​buying a house.

Because she was dating him and he was so nice to her, she gradually forgot about the idea that this was just a novel. She started to treat him as a real person she loved and no longer thought of him as just any character.

It was because of him that she felt the world came alive.

This love also allowed her to slowly integrate into this world.

But separation is too painful. She doesn't want to recall the last time she left Kyoto on the train.

This time he just closed the door in front of her. Her heart ached. She didn't want to stay in this empty house any longer. It would make her even more painful.

She packed her things as quickly as possible and decided to go to the guesthouse with her luggage. She would not live here anymore and she was not the kind of person who would beg for mercy.

She wants to go, she wants to leave this place.

Never want to come back again.

It was a little after six in the evening, and the sky was just beginning to darken. Wen Xin packed up her things, and walked out the door in one breath. She threw the key on the table. The moment she threw it out, she felt so heartbroken that she felt like she was suffocating, but she still walked out the door without looking back, and locked the door tightly.

The luggage was so heavy that she had to carry it with both hands, but she couldn't carry it after walking a few steps.

I was so angry and annoyed just now that my IQ dropped to zero. If I had known that she left one piece of luggage in the room, I would have gone to the guesthouse to book a room first and then got the other one when I came back. But now that she had thrown the keys in the room and locked the door, it would be impossible to put the luggage back.

She had no choice but to grit her teeth and carry the two large bags down little by little, and stay in a nearby guesthouse for two days.

She was not idle during these days while waiting for the admission letter.

I went to Huzhou University several times and looked at the location and environment around the university. I found that there was an alley at the back door, only one street away from the school.

She thought the location was great.

Wen Xin has been working part-time to earn her living expenses and pocket money since she was an orphan since she was a child, so she cares about money-making matters and opportunities. Plus, she doesn't plan to be idle in college, and she took the exam just to kill time, so she wants to use her free time to earn some living expenses and pocket money.

She is still a very independent girl at heart, and doesn't want to rely solely on her boyfriend for money. However, there were no opportunities to show her talents in this era. It was not until the 1990s that a hundred flowers bloomed. But this did not stop her from having this idea.

That alley has a great location, with families living on the street. The best location is the three houses right in front of the university entrance.

This time when she moved out, she planned to ask around to see if she could buy a place, preferably one that costs less than two thousand. She couldn't afford more than that. If she bought one, at least she would have a place to live, and she wouldn't have to stay in a guesthouse every day. It could also give her some space for her luggage and such.

Moreover, this place is really close to the school, only a few minutes away, so it is convenient for her to go back and forth to school.

Wen Xin was sniffing, her eyes red from crying, and she walked down from the third floor with difficulty, dragging her heavy and bulging luggage.

After coming down, she could only put two boxes together and drag them on the ground like a snail. She encouraged herself and thought that as long as she could hold on to the gate of Songtao Garden, there would be a guesthouse not far away.

Wen Xin was dragging her luggage with difficulty. Not far away, there was a car. A man leaning against the door smoking suddenly threw away his cigarette butt and strode towards her.

She had a bag on her shoulder and two in her hands. When she dragged the bag to the side of the road, she heard a familiar voice saying to her in shock and anger, "What are you doing?"

Then one hand snatched the two bags from her hands.