My honest words discouraged Ye Zhi, who had no experience of city life, but she quickly comforted herself by saying, "If these balloons are all from Yiwu, there are logistics costs. And if they are taken to the ancient city to sell, there are also labor costs. So I think it's reasonable to sell them for 0 yuan each."
“Yiwu is so far from Dali, and people’s time is so precious, I think it’s reasonable to sell them for 50 yuan each.”
Ye Zhi was a little angry. She replied, "Do you have to make people unhappy?"
"No, I'm telling the truth; besides, why are you fussing over a few dozen yuan? If you look at it from another angle, actually, it benefits the working people, which is also a kind of contribution!"
Ye Zhi finally smiled, then picked up another balloon, intending to hang it on a higher branch, but I had no idea where she got this leisurely mood from.
Fortunately, we still had some understanding. As she hung the balloons, she said to me, "Nicole has advised me many times not to put all my energy into work. She also told me to learn to find fun in life... especially in a place like Dali, where everyone is very free, but everyone lives a fulfilling life. They rely on these seemingly insignificant pleasures... So when I came back, I paid special attention to them. I think these sparkling balloons are my fun... I wonder if it would look good if this tree were covered with balloons."
If Ye Zhi truly thought that way, then she was definitely a smart person, because she had grasped the essence of life in Dali… That's how the people in the old town were; some liked to grow succulents, some liked to collect all sorts of scrap to decorate their guesthouses, some liked to keep strange animals like lizards, and some simply loved to chat, able to walk along "Renmin Road" from one end to the other early in the morning… These all seemed like quirks, but they certainly brought joy to life; in a way, this was one of Dali's charms…
I finally spoke to Ye Zhi and said, "To be honest, although you used to come to Dali often, I never felt that you had anything to do with this place... But today is different. You are now a part of Dali... It's like someone suddenly had an epiphany and opened a door to a new world!"
"That's what I think too, hopefully it's not too late..."
After a brief pause, she said to me again, "Michael, can you help me? This thing up there is too high; I can't reach it."
I replied with a straight face, "Are you deliberately trying to provoke me? My legs can't jump around like yours!"
“No problem, come up here, I’ll hold you from below. If I didn’t have your height, I really wouldn’t be able to hang it up.”
As she spoke, Ye Zhi jumped off the stool. I wasn't really confident in myself, but she kept encouraging me until I made up my mind to give it a try.
I first used my uninjured leg to step onto the stool. When I was about to lift my other leg, Ye Zhi quickly supported me. But I couldn't muster any strength, so I put all my weight on her until I could reach a tree branch and use the strength of my hands to stand on the stool.
"See? I told you you could do it!"
I smiled at her, and she handed me the balloon that was flashing blue light. Then she hugged my leg to help me maintain my balance. After working together, we finally managed to hang the balloon on the tree branch. In one go, we hung the remaining balloons even higher.
I must say, the courtyard really does have a lot more charm after being decorated like this. I stood there with my hands behind my back, looking around. Ye Zhi was standing next to me, and her eyes, reflecting the light of the lamps, made her look even more alluring.
At that moment, I really found it hard to connect her now with the person she used to be. But she did something even more unexpected: she handed me her phone, stood under the tree, and asked me to take a picture of her.
I asked instinctively, "Didn't you always dislike taking photos?"
"People change, you know. Hurry up and take a picture for me... I want to post it on my WeChat Moments."
I stared at her blankly, feeling both unfamiliar and strangely real. Isn't this how women should be?
I finally raised Ye Zhi's phone, and she leaned against the tree at the right moment, striking a very leisurely pose. I then chose the best shooting angle and captured her figure in the lens.
Ye Zhi took the phone from my hand, and after finding it satisfactory, posted a message on her WeChat Moments with the title "This Night"...
...
We sat facing each other at the stone table. Ye Zhi kept her chin up, looking at her phone... After a while, she asked me again, "Michael, will anyone comment on my post?"
"Yes, there will be many people."
"But two minutes have already passed!"
"You have to give people some time to react... Maybe a lot of people will think they're hallucinating that Mr. Ye, who never posts on WeChat Moments, would actually post a selfie on his Moments!"
"Then I'll wait a little longer."
I stared at her with a toothpick in my mouth, a feeling I couldn't quite describe welling up inside me. She's not an actress, so how can a person really change so easily?
"Michael, look, someone actually liked and commented on my post..."
I leaned closer to take a look and instinctively asked, "Who is this person? The profile picture looks like a dog!"
"Don't talk nonsense, they're a giant in the real estate industry... Look, someone commented on my post again..."
"Who is it this time?"
"It's Zihan... She said I'm too thin and told me to gain weight... What should I say to her?"
I laughed and said, "Turn off the filters...turn off the beauty effects...turn off the face and leg slimming...here it comes, bro!"
What's the meaning behind this?
"Haha... You don't use short video social media apps?... Basically, it means this photo of you is fake, you're not actually that thin!"
Ye Zhi nodded and said "I understand," and then actually replied to the comment with the bad idea I had just given. This action confused Jian Zihan on the other end of the phone. She replied with several questioning emojis and said that Ye Zhi must have been stimulated by something.
I also think she was traumatized. Although I believe she's an exceptionally intelligent woman, personality isn't something that can be changed just because someone is smart… So, what exactly was her purpose? To chat about "My Tenant Sister" with more like-minded people, follow "Hot Articles" or "rd444" on WeChat to discuss your favorite books with other book lovers.
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