Yu Zhou stood in front of the bed, not knowing what to say for a moment. Su Chang also lowered his head, looking at his crossed fingers in silence.
Yu Zhou thought that he should go to the toilet as he was feeling very uncomfortable.
"Uh, I'm going to the bathroom and will be back in a while." She learned her lesson this time and said it in advance, a little afraid that Su Chang would pull her again.
Su Chang looked up at her, then lowered his head again and intertwined his fingers: "Yeah."
I feel relieved, both physically and mentally.
Yu Zhou came out of the bathroom and walked to the large French window. He looked at the twinkling lights outside and was distracted again. The shadows of the trees were well trimmed and looked like dark clouds at night, and the street lights were the stars in the clouds. Money is a good thing. Even if the modern city has polluted the real nebula without a trace, it can still create more beautiful landscapes to confuse you and accumulate some almost natural illusions.
Yu Zhou suddenly understood what she was uncomfortable with. As she said, she was not a person who particularly cared about the difference in money. She had never lacked food and clothing since she was a child. If she had not met Su Chang, with her open-mindedness, she would even find it difficult to understand what kind of emotion inferiority complex was.
So what she cares about and what she rejects is not how much money the other person has. She doesn't like this neighborhood very much. She doesn't like the contempt implicit in the look of "you don't belong here", she doesn't like the feeling of being superior to others, and she doesn't like indifference.
In fact, the rich may not deliberately create classes. The layers of checkpoints they set up in the community are almost like audiences just to protect their privacy and property safety. However, such "protection" itself sends a signal to those who are excluded and waiting for "interview", that is - I am more important than you.
But Su Chang, who was protected in this level, was sitting there alive and well, with more obvious anxiety and loneliness than usual, as if saying - you are very important.
Such a contrast made her dizzy, and also made her feel powerless and unable to resist.
Yu Zhou organized his thoughts and went to the bedroom. Su Chang was still sitting against the head of the bed, with half of her hair tucked behind her ears. She was holding the cup of water on the bedside table in her left hand, staring at the warm water in a daze.
Seeing her come in, she took her hand back, and when Zhou sat down on the bed, she heard her say, "I'm sorry."
I don’t know what he was feeling sorry for, it seemed like he was apologizing for the offense he had just experienced.
Yu Zhou felt a little sad. They had once unscrupulously exposed themselves to each other, both physically and soulfully, but today, she needed to apologize for kissing him.
The change in the distance between people is so cruel.
She dropped her hand and placed it beside Su Chang's leg: "It's okay, actually..." She bit her lower lip and was a little at a loss for words. What should she say? She said I responded, I also... I couldn't help myself.
She exhaled and said nothing.
Su Chang looked at her. The girl in front of him had been with him since she was in her early twenties. He had cultivated and explored himself with her in a youthful way, experienced the first different thrill in life with her, and had their sweaty necks entangled together.
She thought she knew her well enough, but today she found out that she didn't know her well enough.