Feng Zhenyang remained silent for a long time. My heart was in my throat and I began to regret taking such a gamble. If I had known earlier, I would have agreed with Zhao Yicheng and said that no one wanted me and it had nothing to do with him. Now I am in a dilemma. How should I deal with it
"I'm just packing up. I'll be there soon." After two or three minutes, Feng Zhenyang's reply came from the receiver.
I was a little shocked, and couldn't tell whether I should be relieved or nervous: "Okay..." Next, I didn't know what to say. In fact, I thought Feng Zhenyang would not come, so I only had half hope.
It's true that he and I have known each other for more than ten years, but I don't think that our relationship is enough for him to come here in the cold night in the wind and snow. Even if he kissed me before, it was just acting. Feng Zhenyang is an actor, and he did that because he was disappointed in me.
According to Zhao Yicheng, it is impossible for him to like me. If he did, he would have liked me a long time ago. Why wait until now? It is just an ordinary friendship. It is inappropriate for me to lie to him like this.
What if he gets so angry that he wants to break up with me? What if this gets exposed in front of Zhao Yicheng? Wouldn't that make him even more confident and keep pestering me
I thought about it, looked up and said to Zhao Yicheng next to me: "He will be here soon, you can go, the door is over there, I won't see you off."
"How can I leave when you're like this? I'll wait here until Feng Zhenyang comes." Zhao Yicheng was really determined to push me into an embarrassing situation.
I had thought that after Zhao Yicheng left, I would immediately call Feng Zhenyang and tell him that he didn't need to come over. I could handle such minor illnesses and pains myself. But now Zhao Yicheng insisted on staying here. I suddenly realized that I was in a dilemma.
If Feng Zhenyang came and saw Zhao Yicheng, he would immediately understand what was going on. Then he would be exposed! Even if he was not exposed, he would be angry and break up with me.
Shen Jiaying! You are crazy! I told you to do that! You have lost a friend of more than ten years for such a shameless man! Now, if there is any scandal, it will be more trouble than gain.
I sat on the sofa feeling uneasy, and deeply realized that Zhao Yicheng was not really coming back to me. If he still had me in his heart, he would not be arguing with me here, but would be sending me to the hospital directly.
Women are contradictory. On the one hand, they chase men away, but on the other hand, they wonder whether he has really come back to them, whether he really loves them, and whether he says those shameless words because he still cares about them.
This contradiction only stayed in my mind for a few seconds. When Zhao Yicheng handed me the boiled water, for a moment, I had the illusion that he still cared about me. It was just a cup of boiled water, and it was also boiled water from my own home. There was nothing to refuse. I took a few sips and seemed to feel better.
The water cup was hot and warm in my hand, so I held the glass tightly. No matter what Zhao Yicheng said, I ignored him. I felt uneasy and thought I was being too pretentious. I wondered how I would end it when Feng Zhenyang came.
After thinking it over, I simply called Feng Zhenyang and told him not to come over. Anyway, I had already embarrassed myself enough in front of Zhao Yicheng, and I didn't need another one.
Beep, beep, beep... Sometimes, life is so dramatic. I called more than ten times, but the call was always missed.
"Hello..." When I made the umpteenth call, I heard Feng Zhenyang's breathless voice: "Jiaying, don't worry, I'm here. Can you come out and open the door? Can you hold on?"
Hearing Feng Zhenyang's caring words, I suddenly felt that I might have underestimated our friendship, and at the same time I felt more guilty and uneasy. I stood up tremblingly, and said to Zhao Yicheng next to me with a frosty face: "People are here, you can go now!"
When I opened the door, I felt just as guilty as when I was a kid and was caught stealing money from my mother to buy candy.
Especially when I saw Feng Zhenyang's hair was covered with snow, I felt guilty. Standing at the door, Feng Zhenyang said anxiously: "Shen Jiaying, you feel uncomfortable..." He touched my forehead with his hand and frowned: "I usually tell you to wear more clothes, but you are so elegant. Now you are in trouble! Really... Go, go, go... Go to the hospital quickly, you are so old, and you don't pay attention to yourself..."
Feng Zhenyang pulled me as he spoke, and didn't notice Zhao Yicheng in the living room at all.
"Okay, Shen Jiaying! She really called her here!" Zhao Yicheng came over and said this in a lukewarm tone.
Zhao Yicheng, that bastard! What the hell is he talking about! The meaning of this is obvious, Feng Zhenyang will definitely be angry! He doesn't like people lying to him, especially when they bet on him. I watched Feng Zhenyang's face gradually turn pale, and I stuttered nervously, "Then... Feng Zhenyang... I..."
"Don't talk nonsense, go to the hospital first!" Feng Zhenyang said this when I was struggling to explain. (To be continued)