At the same time, Xia Yitong was painfully scraping her bones to cure the poison. She knew that others had the right to dispose of the gift she gave away, and she didn't throw it away on purpose; she knew that she just loved him deeply and hated him deeply; she knew that Lu Yinbing couldn't understand the meaning of the bottle to her, so there was nothing wrong with doing this... There were so many things she knew, but she just couldn't tell herself that it didn't matter.
—Can you give this to me? I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously.
—This is for you.
—Thank you for the gift, good night.
—I originally placed this bottle on the bedside table. One night before going to bed, I was holding it in my hand to look at it. Maybe I fell asleep and it fell and rolled under the cabinet. I didn’t lose it on purpose.
One day? Which day? I don't remember it after so many days? Or I just don't remember which day it was.
The loving eyes that day and the heart that she carefully held now looked like a ridiculous joke. Xia Yitong smiled bitterly. She could accept the long process of chasing without response. There was no law that required Lu Yinbing to respond to her feelings. But she could not accept that the heart that she took from her was thrown aside casually.
She thought they were already friends, even if they were not close friends, let alone confidants. That was just what she thought. After today, she should re-examine her relationship with Lu Yinbing.
Don't have such wishful thinking again, like whether she likes you or not.
Her expression suddenly changed, and she uncontrollably stepped into another extreme, as if an invisible hand was pulling her into the abyss.
—Thank you, ah! You are Lu, Lu, Lu... I, I, I like you very much. This is a gift I made for you. It's not broken. I give it to you.
—Thank you too, I like it very much. What's your name
—My name is Xia Tong, Xia for summer and Tong for paulownia tree.
—Okay, I’ll remember that and look forward to seeing you next time.
Many years ago, on that humid summer day, did Lu Yinbing, who shone like a savior, turn around and throw her handmade model into the trash can with disgust? Was her persistence over the years just a self-righteous misunderstanding from beginning to end
The still immature Lu Yinbing back then and the Lu Yinbing today who exudes the charm of a mature woman in every move overlapped. She stood at the farthest point of the light and gave her a mocking face.
They are saying: "Yes, your persistence is meaningless."
The sound of dreams shattering is so clear.
Xia Yitong clenched his fists in pain, his eyes filled with suppressed sadness. The injured rabbit suddenly lost its way and looked at the ceiling above his head almost at a loss, his eyes turned red and tears suddenly fell.
"Teacher Xia."
"Teacher Xia."
"Teacher Xia..."
The call from near or far made her turn her head in front of the abyss, and another high-decibel "Teacher Xia!" woke her up completely.
Xia Yitong looked at the mirror in front of her and found that she had burst into tears without knowing when.
Behind the mirror, anxious faces were reflected, including her makeup artist's and Fang Hui's. The particularly high-pitched "Teacher Xia" was called by Fang Hui. Light suddenly poured into the dark eyes, and Xia Yitong couldn't help but close her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, she saw the bottles and jars on the table and said softly, "I'm so into the role. Sorry, I scared you. Let's continue."
Xia Yitong's makeup artist is a team of her own. The chief makeup artist is called Leo, whose real name is Li Ou. He was named quite casually. He has a good relationship with Xia Yitong and noticed from the beginning that Xia Yitong was not in a good mood today. While applying foundation to Xia Yitong, he said, "Xiao Xia, it's too boring here. Can I tell a joke?"
"Um."
Xia Yitong agreed, and Leo was immediately surprised and said, "Then I'll tell you."
"Go ahead." Xia Yitong smiled faintly and looked at him in the mirror.
Leo: "Once upon a time, there was a eunuch."
Xia Yitong's mouth froze, and he said, "What's next?"
Leo said seriously: "There's nothing down there."
Xia Yitong laughed against her will: "Ha...hahahaha."
"Let me tell you another one."
"good."
"Dad was holding the infant Xiao Ming while waiting for the bus. People laughed at the child for being ugly and Dad started crying. An old man selling bananas patted Dad on the shoulder and said, 'Don't cry, big brother. Give a banana to the monkey! It's so pitiful. It's so hungry that it has no hair anymore.'" Leo said with emotion.
"Hahahaha, can you be a little more original?" Xia Yitong couldn't help laughing, "I heard this when I was a kid."
Leo: "I can't help it now that I'm old. I always feel like I'm still the same as before. Besides, is it illegal to be old?"
"Of course it's not against the law to tell old jokes—" Xia Yitong stopped talking and lowered his head. There was someone who also liked to tell old jokes.
Leo looked at Fang Wei for help, not knowing what he had touched on her nerves. Why did Xia Yitong suddenly stop talking when she was still smiling one moment? Fang Wei shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either.
Leo was putting makeup on Xia Yitong dejectedly. He finally made her laugh, but all his efforts were wasted.
There were two villains fighting fiercely in Xia Yitong's heart. One was shouting frantically, "You've been deceived. She doesn't deserve your love at all." The other said calmly, "No one is a saint. You made your own choice. Don't regret it. Believe in her, and believe in yourself."
Gradually, the person who said "it's not worth it" gained the upper hand, and I, who was calm, was forced into a corner, and the situation suddenly became one-sided.
"Dong-dong-dong-"
Men put on makeup faster than women. Lu Yinbing originally planned to send Xiaoxi to inquire about the situation, but he couldn't help but come with his own makeup for the sake of safety. Fang Hui opened the door and instinctively wanted to slam it shut. Xiaoxi stepped in and shouted, "Teacher Xia, Teacher Lu is here to see you."
"Not worthy of your joy—" A hand smashed the little man who was clamoring in my head to pieces, and the world became quiet in an instant.
Fang Hui asked: "Teacher Xia?"
Xia Yitong saw her lips moving slightly in the mirror and said, "Let them in."
Xiaoxi made a face at Fang Wei, and Fang Wei sat aside, far away from the two of them. For her, breathing the same air as them was unbearable, if it wasn't for her own artists. What if she was bullied again when she was not there
Fang Hui simply sat on the chair next to Xia Yitong, in a defensive state, watching coldly.
Lu Yinbing and Xiaoxi sat on the sofa, with a wide space between the four of them, as if a galaxy had been drawn artificially.
Lu Yinbing was not stupid, she could sense Fang Hui's obvious hostility, did this mean that Xia Yitong was still angry with her? This kid, Lu Yinbing thought, might be a little hard to coax.
She looked around and shook her head. It was not a good time to tease people because there were so many people around. So she pretended that what happened in the morning had never happened and said in the same manner as usual: "I was bored, so I came to see you."
In the past, Xia Yitong might have been happy that Lu Yinbing remembered her, but to Xia Yitong, who is now extremely sensitive, it undoubtedly sounded like a bloodless knife that killed people, and every blow was fatal.
Her feet disappeared and she fell into the abyss. On the wall of the abyss, there was a beating, hot heart.
One she sat cross-legged in the left ventricle and said, "I was bored, so I came to see you. Listen, you are just her entertainment when she is bored. An admirer, no, she doesn't know you are an admirer, just a fan's heart. She is so loved and pampered, what is a heart? You are worthless to her."
"Shut up, shut up!" Xia Yitong glared at her and growled.
"Okay, I'll shut up, but will it help? You've already thought this in your heart. Even if I don't say it, there are thousands and thousands of things you will say yourself." As if to confirm her statement, countless black shadows suddenly floated on the cliff. Each of them had the same face as hers, talking incessantly, sarcastic, self-deprecating, full of malice, and twisted.
"It's fake." "It's a lie." "You're so gullible." "Don't be so impressed." "She doesn't like you." "She doesn't consider you a friend."
Gradually, those words evolved into other phrases, the kind of hurtful words she had often heard from others when she was little.
"Look at her, she's so dirty." "Stay away from me." "You're the one who killed your parents." "No one will love you, no one likes you." "You jinx, you're the one who killed my son, get out! I don't want to see you!"
"She doesn't like you." "No one will love you, no one likes you."
The two sounds grew louder and louder, interweaving together and becoming louder and louder, like a ray of light that had nowhere to hide, ruthlessly focusing on the little girl squatting in the corner as a child. The lollipop that she had worked so hard to get melted, and the sugar water turned into a stain on the ground, and she burst into tears.
It turns out that light can hurt people and cause them so much pain, which is more unbearable than a sharp blade.
Xia Yitong's lips trembled slightly, and her teeth made a clattering sound. She held Fang Wei's arm with her backhand and said in a low voice with difficulty: "Find an excuse to let them go. Don't... let her see it."
Fang Hui stood up, blocking the sight of Lu Yinbing and Xiaoxi. Her cold face suddenly became polite: "Teacher Xia is going to change clothes. Can you please step aside for a moment?"
The makeup artist Leo was very tactful and waved his hands behind him, taking all his assistants out. Fang Wei was still blocking the way, so Lu Yinbing couldn't shamelessly stay like last time. Before closing the door, she looked inside uneasily, but Fang Wei had her back to her, completely blocking Xia Yitong.