The two of them had a delicious meal and went to see a movie, and they were in a particularly good mood.
When passing by a jewelry store, Mu Ziyin suddenly stopped.
Ying Xiaoxiao turned to look at him, "Yin, what's wrong?"
"Let's go in and take a look." Mu Ziyin looked at the jewelry in the jewelry store and said with a smile.
Ying Xiaoxiao took a look and said, "Forget it. This is not an urgent need. There is no need to spend money on it."
"But this one looks very nice." Mu Ziyin pointed at a diamond ring in the window that was priced at more than 30,000 yuan.
Ying Xiaoxiao looked at it and was surprised, "This is too expensive!"
"Let's go in and take a look." Mu Ziyin ignored her reaction, took her hand and walked in.
Ying Xiaorong didn't want him to spend money, because every penny he earned was hard-earned money from starting his own business, not something that came from the wind. So when the clerk brought the diamond ring in the window, Ying Xiaorong subconsciously resisted and said, "I don't like it."
"Miss, you can try it on first." The clerk said with a friendly smile.
Mu Ziyin said, "That's right. You said you don't like it without even trying it on. I feel like you're not telling the truth."
"No, I don't like diamond rings anyway." Ying Xiaorong lowered her voice and whispered in Mu Ziyin's ear.
Mu Ziyin raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then pick the platinum one, or the rose gold one. As long as you like it, we will take it away."
Ying Xiaorong was embarrassed now. She bit her lower lip and said, "Actually, I just don't like jewelry."
"If so what do you like?"
"I don't like anything."
"How is that possible? Smile, are you afraid that I will spend money? It doesn't matter. In the past two years that we have been together, I have never spent much money on you or given you any gifts. I want to give you jewelry today because I want to make up for what I owe you in the past two years."
"Love is a matter of mutual affection, how can there be any indebtedness? According to what you said, I have hardly ever given you any gifts, so do I owe you anything special?"
"That's different. Everyone has different ideas. Anyway, I feel like I've been dating you for two years and I haven't given you a decent gift. I owe you a lot."
Ying Xiaoxiao glanced at him sideways, "Really, no need, I don't need these jewelry. If you want to be nice to me, just take me out for dinner."
"No, the food will disappear once it's in your stomach. But the meaning of jewelry is different. When you wear it every day, you will remember that it's a gift from me. Then you will think of me. This is a butterfly effect of missing someone. Don't you know?"
"Really, that's not necessary."
Mu Ziyin ignored her and slid his hand across a plate of necklaces, selecting them carefully.
Ying Xiaorong looked at the prices. Each piece was 7,000 to 8,000 yuan or even more than 10,000 yuan. For people of their age, jewelry of this price was too expensive. She could only look around and point to a platinum ring in the glass cabinet and said, "How about this, if you really want to give me a gift, then give me a ring. I prefer wearing rings."
Rings are relatively small in size and relatively cheap among these jewellery.
Seeing her pointing at the ring, Mu Ziyin smiled, "Smile, what are you hinting at me?"
"What?" Ying Weixiao was confused.
"You want the ring, do you want me to propose to you?" Mu Ziyin smiled slyly.
Ying Xiaomo was startled and blushed, and explained awkwardly: "No, I asked you to give it to me because I like the ring more."
"Okay, I was just kidding you." He came over, put his arm around her shoulders, and together they lowered their heads to choose a style they liked from the glass cabinet.
Mu Ziyin picked the style.
Ying Xiaorong chose the price.
So in the end, Mu Ziyin chose a ring worth 8,900, while Ying Xiaorong chose the cheapest platinum ring worth 1,588.
Looking at the ring she said she liked, Mu Ziyin stared at it and his face darkened, "Damn, this is just a circle, there's nothing special about it, it's ugly."
He made the judgment with a dark look on his face.
But Ying Xiaorong insisted, "I like simple things. I think this one looks good."
“It doesn’t look good.”
"The one you picked is not pretty."
"It looks good, the diamonds are stuck inside, the ground tone is luxurious."
"I just don't like diamonds. They'll fall off."
The clerk watched them arguing in the glass case and said politely, "Miss, the diamond stuck inside will not fall out."
Ying Xiaoxiao glanced at her and said, "I just like this simple style. Do you think it looks good?"
Although the clerk wanted to say that the more expensive one was better looking, she was afraid that she would not be able to close the deal, so she could only smile and say, "Both are good looking. It depends on what style of ring you like."
"Did you hear that? The salesgirl said it looks good."
"You are lying with your eyes open, right?" Mu Ziyin was unhappy and glared at the clerk. "Then tell me, which style I picked is better, or which one she picked?"
"The style you chose is more elegant, while the style you chose is more simple. It depends on your personal needs." The clerk said ambiguously.
Mu Ziyin frowned, "Isn't this just a waste of words? Smile, let's buy this one, I really think this one looks much better."
"But I just like this." Ying Xiaorong still insisted and put the simple ring on her hand.
In the end, Mu Ziyan could only follow her idea and buy the cheaper one.
Coming out of the jewelry store, Mu Ziyin's expression was unhappy, but Ying Xiaomo was quite happy. She looked at the ring he gave her and said, "Oh, don't be unhappy. This ring is actually quite beautiful. Really, if you look at it for a while, you will find that it is very attractive."
"It's so ugly." Mu Ziyin didn't even want to look at her.
Ying Xiaorong took his arm and said, "Okay, okay, don't be angry. If you give me a gift, you must give me something I like. If you give me something I don't like, I won't wear it. Wouldn't that mean I'm just wasting money on sadness? This is better. It's economical and I like it. It's the best of both worlds."
Mu Ziyin lowered his eyes to look at the bright smile on her face and sighed, "Forget it, as long as you like it."
"I like it very much." She raised her hand and showed him the ring on it.
Mu Ziyin raised the corner of his lips and said, "It looks good, but it would look even better if you could wear it on your ring finger."
Ying Xiaorong glanced at him and said nothing.
*
By the end of December, Ying Xiaorong had seen a psychologist several times. Every time Mu Ziyin asked her, she said she was fine, but if he wanted to be intimate with her, she was still very resistant.
Later, Mu Ziyin found out that this was the conversation between Ying Xiaorong and the psychologist.
Ying Xiaorong sat on a black sofa, clasped her hands, and said softly: "Actually, I have always been acting."
"Acting?" The psychologist raised his hand to support his chin, guiding her to continue.
"I am not the real me now. Sometimes, I almost forget what kind of person I was before. I remember when I was in high school, I was still a lively person. I liked to laugh and joke with my good friends, and I was also obsessed with those handsome boys. The first person I liked was Fu Jinglun. He..." As if she couldn't continue, she paused and said slowly: "The reason why I studied medicine was because of him. Even though he didn't like me, I insisted on proving myself, but now all this seems meaningless."
"Why?" the psychiatrist asked her.
Ying Xiaorong glanced at her and smiled, "Because our family went bankrupt. Do you understand the feeling of falling from the top to the bottom of the abyss? Overnight, my father was taken away, my mother cried all day and all night, and my brother... is only in high school..."
At this point, the content was interrupted, and then she said something intermittently, "Actually... I don't have a good temper at all, but I treated that man as my life's work, and I found that everything was not so unbearable. He was even very nice to me. Of course, sometimes he would doubt me, so I would lie to him... I would lie to him all the time... When he doubted me, I would pretend to be pitiful, or I would get angry, so that he would not force me..."
"I have told him so many lies..."
"Every time, I don't want to lie to him. I want to end this deceitful relationship, but I can't, because I am entrusted by someone. If I unilaterally end this relationship, I will have to pay a large amount of liquidated damages, which I can't afford..."
"Tell me, do I have a problem? On the one hand, I hope he doesn't like me, but on the other hand, I hope he likes me very much. But when I think about the day when I have to tell the truth, I hope... time can go by a little slower..."
"It seems, I feel like, I kind of like him. I don't know if it's because he's really too stupid and makes me feel bad, or because I feel too guilty about him, so I pity him..."
The whole paragraph didn't make any sense, but she felt it was a very important matter, and she felt much better after saying it.
(End of this chapter)