A scumbag woman?
"If we're talking about scumbags, who can be more scumbag than you?" Shen Zhiyi turned slightly to avoid his fingertips and said slowly, "Have you forgotten your nickname and all those messy scandals you've had?"
"I don't even want to comment."
nickname?
Rumors?
Xie Huaiyang's sword-like eyebrows were deeply furrowed.
Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, bent down and leaned close to her, saying, "Is it because of these things that you're deliberately ignoring me, baby?"
"Is it because you're jealous?" He smiled smugly.
Shen Zhiyi poured a bucket of cold water on him.
You're overthinking it.
"And I don't want to repeat myself over and over again, I'm not your girlfriend."
She put on her slippers, groped her way over, and skillfully sat down on the sofa. "Go out, and close the door behind you."
Xie Huaiyang, holding the cardboard box, took off his shoes. After taking two steps, he turned back and squatted down, neatly placing his shoes next to hers. Then he stood up and strode over to her, saying, "It's no use denying it now."
"I've found the evidence."
"Evidence?" Shen Zhiyi was a little confused. "What evidence?"
Xie Huaiyang opened the box as if presenting a treasure, his eyes shining as he stared at her.
“My home is full of your photos, from when you were little to when you were at different stages of your life. In every single one of them, you have such a sweet smile.”
Shen Zhiyi was taken aback, "...What?"
Xie Huaiyang took her hand, pressed a few photos against her face, and said, "Here, feel them."
"I brought a few with me."
Shen Zhiyi's fingertips brushed over the photos, then she suddenly bristled and pushed them away, saying, "This doesn't mean anything. I've also investigated a lot of things about you."
"But I didn't expect you to be so perverted, even taking photos!"
Xie Huaiyang touched the tip of his nose.
"What about the chat history?"
He opened his phone, pulled out a few screenshots, and read aloud: "For example, this one, I sent you 'Believe it or not, I'll kiss you to death,' and you replied 'Oh my, so shy,' isn't that proof that we're dating?"
Shen Zhiyi was completely at a loss.
She vaguely remembered that there had been such an argument.
She frowned and said, "Didn't you read the rest of the content?"
“I remember I sent you a vomiting emoji, and then we each sent several 60-second voice messages, cursing each other’s ancestors.”
"Impossible!" Xie Huaiyang nearly jumped up. "If it were just mutual insults, why would I take a separate screenshot and keep this conversation?"
"Who knows what's wrong with you..." Shen Zhiyi said, clutching the hem of her clothes.
"What does the diary say?" Xie Huaiyang pulled a diary out of the cardboard box. "It's all written in here!"
"Every day we're in love!"
"What we did together, what we said, it's all in one book, it's all about you!"
He opened the cover, took her hand and pressed it against it, "Here, there's a sketch I drew of you! The baby is sleeping, with long eyelashes, and drool is almost dripping onto the table..."
He couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Shen Zhiyi withdrew her hand as if she had been burned.
Drawing such an embarrassing picture is clearly a prank, not something you like.
"Are you misunderstanding your past self?" she stammered. "Is it possible that this is a battle diary, not a love diary?"
Xie Huaiyang's smile froze, and he fell silent.
After a long pause, he finally said in a muffled voice, "How could I not understand something I wrote myself?"
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