It is said that Zhou Pengfei's plan to meet his pen pal was ruined, and when he returned to his rented room on Sunday night, he happened to run into Song Qi, who had also returned.
And coincidentally, Song Qi asked him when he had decided to meet up with someone.
"Actually, we should have been able to meet yesterday," Zhou Pengfei murmured, sitting on the sofa.
"What? So fast?" Song Qi quickly came closer. "What do you mean by 'should'? Does 'should' mean you saw it or you didn't?"
Zhou Pengfei shook his head: "There were a lot of unexpected obstacles on the scene, but I left early and didn't see them."
"What's going on? What Cheng Yaojin?" Song Qi continued to inquire.
Over the past six months of living together as roommates, Zhou Pengfei and Song Qi have developed a very good relationship. Being a boy, Zhou Pengfei is not too reserved or secretive about many things.
She recounted everything that happened that day to Song Qi, which amused Song Qi: "You really have a lot of bad luck on your love life! What are your plans for the future? How about we try to meet again at a different time and place?"
Zhou Pengfei shook his head: "No, I think it's better not to meet!"
"What's wrong with you now? Didn't you say you liked it? Are you backing down?" Song Qi asked, puzzled.
“No!” Zhou Pengfei shook his head. “Actually, when I was waiting for them at first, I was a little curious and nervous, and seeing Jiang Xuanxuan also annoyed me a bit. But…”
"But what?"
"But now I feel quite fortunate," Zhou Pengfei said with a self-deprecating laugh.
"What are you so glad about? Glad that the meetup was ruined!" Song Qi didn't understand.
Zhou Pengfei thought for a moment, then turned around and asked Song Qi very seriously, "When you first started dating, did you ever feel even a little guilty?"
"Feeling guilty? What are you talking about? If you've got your eye on someone, just go for it. What's there to feel guilty about? It's not like you're cheating!" Song Qi shook her head.
"But I have felt guilty several times," Zhou Pengfei said, rubbing his nose, somewhat embarrassed. "It felt like I was cheating on you."
"You!" Song Qi glared at Zhou Pengfei. "Are you unsure if you really like that pen pal? Or do you like someone else?"
"I..." Zhou Pengfei thought for a moment, "I don't know! So I'm a little confused. Maybe this is fate."
"No way! Confused? Indecisive, huh?" Song Qi said seriously, "Indecisiveness isn't the behavior of a good man! I need to figure out what's on your mind!"
"I, the person involved, have been thinking about this for a whole day and night and still can't figure it out. How can you understand the law?" Zhou Pengfei said self-deprecatingly.
"Maybe they're just blinded by their own involvement?" Song Qi suggested. "Let Bingbing come over? She's shrewd; maybe an outsider will see things more clearly!"
Wang Bingjing was a regular here, and Zhou Pengfei trusted her completely and didn't treat her like a stranger.
Since Song Qi brought it up, Zhou Pengfei didn't object. A little while later, Wang Bingjing arrived.
"Zhou Pengfei, what's wrong with you? One minute you like him, the next you're not sure? A real man shouldn't be so indecisive!" Wang Bingjing immediately launched into a tirade of complaints.
"Sigh! I despise myself too!" Zhou Pengfei said with a wry smile. "Yesterday afternoon I was still quite certain, but..."
“He said he felt guilty, and he felt guilty several times!” Song Qi told Wang Bingjing.
"Feeling guilty? When did you feel guilty?" Wang Bingjing asked after Song Qi briefly recounted what Zhou Pengfei had told him.
Zhou Pengfei hadn't thought about this issue before, but now that Wang Bingjing brought it up, he began to recall the situation at the time.
"It seemed like... it seemed like I panicked when Yang Yajing's voice suddenly appeared behind me," Zhou Pengfei said, recalling the incident. "Later, in her car, she actually knew I was going home instead of to her house as I had said... and even told me to keep an eye on me..."
"Yang Yajing?" Wang Bingjing's eyes widened. "You don't actually like Yang Yajing, do you? Or does Yang Yajing actually like you?"
“I…I don’t know…” Zhou Pengfei lowered his head.
"I'm asking you, has Yang Yajing ever explicitly or implicitly expressed any feelings for you?" Wang Bingjing asked.
Zhou Pengfei shook his head.
“Then that’s your problem!” Wang Bingjing nodded. “When she said she was optimistic about you, did you feel any ‘heartache’?”
"A feeling of heartache? How did you know?" Zhou Pengfei asked in surprise.
"Hahahaha! Zhou Pengfei! You idiot!" Wang Bingjing pointed at Zhou Pengfei and laughed loudly. "You like the grass in your own backyard! You definitely like Yang Yajing, it's just that you're too close to realize it!"
"Me? Like Yang Yajing? How could that be?" Zhou Pengfei thought Yang Yajing was just his good friend. For so many years, he had never felt the need to be her boyfriend.
“Why not?” Wang Bingjing was certain. “How about this, try to think about it from a different perspective?”
"What angle?"
"For example, let's say there's a handsome young man, like Takeshi Kaneshiro?" Wang Bingjing chose a well-known handsome celebrity. "Takeshi Kaneshiro was filming with Yu Ning, and then he saw Yang Yajing visiting the set, and he confessed his feelings directly, and then they got together. What do you think?"
Zhou Pengfei remained silent.
"And then, those two became inseparable, seeing each other all the time. They'd kiss and hug right in front of you..." Wang Bingjing continued to imagine, while staring at Zhou Pengfei.
Zhou Pengfei seemed to have gotten too caught up in Wang Bingjing's description; his expression was quite unpleasant, and he was clenching his fists repeatedly.
Seeing his reaction, Wang Bingjing smiled and whispered to Song Qi, "Look, look? Isn't that right?"
Song Qi nodded in agreement: "Zhou Pengfei, forget about your pen pal! Break it off! You clearly like Yang Yajing!"
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