Zhou Ziheng looked at this with a frown on his face and his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Wen Wan was originally immersed in her own world, but when she heard the sound of the video coming from her ears, she suddenly felt something was wrong.
She quickly turned her head to look to the side, and after seeing the picture on her phone, she subconsciously blurted out two words, "Fuck!!!"
It’s over! It’s over! She’s finished!
After hearing the shout, Zhou Ziheng subconsciously looked up at her, and suddenly laughed when he saw her frightened little eyes.
"Brother!! Listen to Wenwen's explanation!!!" Wenwan blinked her watery eyes and tried to get away with it by acting cute.
Although Zhou Ziheng really wanted to know the whole story, he still said considerately: "Eat first, and we'll talk after you're done."
"Oh." Wen Wan answered obediently, but her heart was still in turmoil. She looked down at her bowl and suddenly found it difficult to swallow.
She sighed silently in her heart, forget it, let's continue eating! I can't die of starvation!
Even though she comforted herself like this, she was deeply regretful. Damn it! How could she have forgotten this?!
The video Zhou Ziheng saw on her phone was the girl group dance video that Yin Jingshuo had sent her before. At that time, Yin Jingshuo had also warned her not to let Zhou Ziheng know.
Now look what happened, I was caught red-handed!!!
In fact, Zhou Ziheng doesn’t feel anything different now. It’s just a dark history in the past. He has been ashamed of what he should be ashamed of before, and there is nothing to be ashamed of now.
He looked at the young faces in the video, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and he couldn't help but miss those green years and the people who had passed away.
Although life was very hard and poor back then, and we didn't have the freedom we have now, those days were indeed a different kind of happiness than now.
The past cannot be retrieved, and there is no going back after all.
"Brother...what's wrong with you?" Wen Wan could no longer eat and asked cautiously while looking at him.
Seeing her cautious look, Zhou Ziheng knew that he might have scared her, so he quickly reached out and gently touched her head, forcing a smile and saying, "It's okay."
Wen Wan looked at his smile, which was uglier than crying, and didn't believe a word of what he said. After biting her lower lip, she asked again, "Are you angry?"
"No, don't think too much about it." Zhou Ziheng quickly denied.
Wen Wan still didn't believe it. After hesitating for a while, she made up her mind and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kept it from you."
"Brother Jing Shuo sent me the video a while ago, but I really didn't want to laugh at you. I just thought you looked so cute back then, so I saved it. If you're still alive..."
"I know." Zhou Ziheng looked at her nervous expression and felt that his heart was about to be warmed by her, so he quickly interrupted her.
Then he explained seriously: "I'm not angry, I'm just a little sad."
"Huh?" Wen Wan was a little surprised and asked in confusion, "Why?"
Her crazy imagination came back, and she shouted anxiously: "Did I make you sad? If you don't like it, I will delete the video now!"
After she finished speaking, she reached for her phone, ready to delete the video.
But Zhou Ziheng held her hand tightly, and coaxed her with a helpless smile: "It's none of your business, you think too much."
"Then why are you unhappy?" Wen Wan insisted on getting to the bottom of the matter.
"Nothing." Zhou Ziheng's tone was calm, but there was a hint of sadness in it. "I just remembered some past events."
Wen Wan exclaimed in sudden realization, "Ah!", and a light bulb suddenly flashed in her mind, "I see. Are you thinking about Senior Qiao Tianrui?"
When Zhou Ziheng heard the familiar name, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes, but he returned to normal the next second and asked softly, "Did Jing Shuo tell you everything?"
"Well... he didn't say much," Wen Wan explained, recalling the past. "He just told me some interesting stories about you two, and some things about Senior Qiao."
"He said he didn't know much, so he gave me a chance to ask you myself."
Zhou Ziheng thought of those dark days, raised his head and sighed deeply, but he did not intend to hide it. Instead, he asked directly: "So... do you want to listen?"
"I want to listen!" Wen Wan kept nodding her head like a chick pecking at rice.
Her cute look made Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but laugh softly, then he gently touched her forehead with his lips, "Then you eat first, and we'll talk after you finish eating."
Wen Wan's expression was complicated. "Wow!" she exclaimed. "Wow!"
What kind of crazy move is this? Is this going to drive someone with OCD to death?
"Brother!" she cried helplessly, "I feel like I'm being scratched by a cat. Do you really think I can still eat?"
Zhou Ziheng raised a wicked smile at the corner of his lips, lowered his eyes to look at her and whispered, "Then... shall I help you rub it?"
Wen Wan's breathing suddenly stagnated. She reached out her hand and hit him hard, commanding fiercely, "Hurry up and tell me! Don't make me hit you!"
Zhou Ziheng gasped in pain and quickly reached out to rub his chest. Wow, he didn't rub his wife's but he did. His status in the family is really worrying!
"Are you sure you don't want to eat anymore?" he asked seriously after he recovered.
"No more eating! I'm full!" Wen Wan nodded vigorously and answered very straightforwardly.
Who wants to eat when there's gossip to listen to? If she hesitates for a second, it's disrespectful to the gossip!
Zhou Ziheng teased her deliberately, "Then I'll go wash the dishes and tell you when I'm back."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to stand up to clear the dishes on the table.
Wen Wan immediately became furious. She tugged at his arm and pulled him back abruptly, urging him, "Why are you washing the dishes now? I'll do it later! Tell me now!"
Zhou Ziheng couldn't help laughing and quickly responded, "Okay, okay! Tell me!"
He reached out and held Wen Wan in his arms, then immersed himself in the memories of the past.
“The story begins a long time ago.”
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