Chapter 33
Xiao Shuang and Wen Runze had their first real quarrel since they fell in love.
Xiaoshuang burst into tears, saying that Wen Runze had gone too far. Wang Jiazhi was forced to listen, and she was still confused after listening, but she was sure it was nothing serious.
Xiaoshuang got angry and stopped knitting sweaters which she had been working on day and night.
One day, Wang Jiazhi came back and said with a smile, "I saw Wen Runze at the door. He specifically asked me to talk to you and ask you to forgive him. He said that you ignored him and made him very miserable."
"I don't want to pay attention to him. She doesn't care about me at all. She has no idea what's wrong."
While crying, Xiao Shuang started knitting again.
Wang Jiazhi changed her clothes with a smile, picked up the floral frame and started embroidering a water-green pillowcase.
Xiaoshuang's sweater was finally finished, and before Wang Jiazhi could react, she had already put it on her head.
"Try it on for me and see if it fits."
Wang Jiazhi laughed and said, "I'm not a boy. What I can wear may not necessarily fit him."
Xiao Shuang said, "But I can't ask him to try. I'm arguing with him."
Wang Jiazhi put on loose clothes. Xiaoshuang leaned against her chest and acted coquettishly, looking aggrieved.
"It's so warm. I can actually hear your heartbeat."
Wang Jiazhi laughed and said, "You've never hugged Wen Runze before, don't you know you can hear his heartbeat like this?"
"I never hugged him."
Wang Jiazhi laughed and said, "Okay, okay, not only have you never hugged each other, you two have definitely never held hands."
One night, Wang Jiazhi was drying her hair with a towel after washing it, and Xiaoshuang was sitting quietly at the head of the bed.
Suddenly, I heard someone shouting downstairs: "My beloved Feng Shuangjia, my most beloved goddess. You are the bright moon in the sky tonight, illuminating my dark heart..."
It is a warm and mellow voice.
Wang Jiazhi looked out the window with her frizzy hair.
Wen Runze was dressed in a suit and tie, holding a bouquet of red roses in his hand, and reciting aloud the love poem he wrote for Xiaoshuang downstairs.
Xiaoshuang fell on the bed, laughing so hard that she fell backwards.
Wen Runze is an introvert and is a little shy when speaking on stage. For him, this is tantamount to suicide.
I heard that the last time they danced, it was a bet between the two of them and he lost. This time, it felt like Xiao Shuang was forcing him to do it.
It turns out that love makes people crazy.
Wang Jiazhi exclaimed in amazement.
There were people watching the excitement from the windows of several dormitory buildings, and there were also many people gathered downstairs.
The next day, Xiaoshuang and Wen Runze reconciled, and the two became even closer after their quarrel.
Because Xiaoshuang worked day and night, the sweater was knitted in advance, and Wen Runze wore it every day without caring that it was too hot to wear it now.
Wang Jiazhi said that many years later, if they have always been good to each other, it will also be a sweet memory. The playful banter between lovers is also interesting.
When I think about myself, quarreling is a luxury.
At that time, he would disappear for days at a time, leaving her alone and not paying any attention to her. She felt upset and angry. Who knew if he had found another woman?
But once we meet, no matter how angry we are, everything will be forgotten.
She had read a novel before about a girl who became the mistress of a high-ranking official and lived in a small mansion. It was a gathering place for the mistresses of high-ranking officials, and every villa was filled with women who longed for him.
It's rare for people to come here, and it's even more lively than the Chinese New Year. Some people even have servants go out to order food in the middle of the night. They treat each day as a whole year.
Those women eat and sleep just for the sake of "waiting".
I didn't feel anything when I read it at the time, but later I was filled with emotion.
There is no time to get angry. It is a rare thing to have time to be together.
If she really moved out, would it be the same? Living in his house, even if they couldn't talk, they could still see each other. But he wouldn't be like that, right? Afterwards, he wouldn't ignore her for so long, he became docile.
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