Lu Wenzhou: "Zhou Tao, what are you talking about?"
Zhou Tao's tears welled up in her eyes. "Yes, I am stupid. Are you satisfied? It is because I cannot tell who is really good to me and who is deceiving me and using me that I am in this situation. I have brought this upon myself. Are you satisfied? Have you seen enough of this good show? If you have, please leave, Mr. Lu."
Lu Wenzhou held her wrist tightly, lowered his voice, and stared into her eyes: "When did I watch the show?"
Zhou Tao seemed to have collapsed. Her legs went weak and she fell to the ground, her face slightly tilted up to prevent the tears from flowing.
"I know you've always hated me. You can be happy. I won't interfere with your emotions, but what have I done wrong? Lu Wenzhou, I never knew that your grandfather threatened you with his critical illness to marry me. Until the day of the wedding, I thought you were willing to marry me. If you really didn't like me, why didn't you tell me? Yes, I was wrong. My mistake was to like you. I shouldn't have liked a machine like you without any emotions."
Lu Wenzhou half-knelt in front of her, not knowing what to say.
There was a constant sound of rain outside, and Zhou Tao's tears finally fell.
All of Zhou Tao's self-esteem and pride disappeared in front of him.
She cried in front of him, she lost.
She stood up, her steps a little unsteady: "Whether you laugh at me or not, you can leave now. I need to be alone now."
Lu Wenzhou didn't move.
Zhou Tao's tears started to fall like beads from a broken string, her voice trembling, "Please, go quickly."
She didn't want him to see her in such an embarrassing state.
She was on the verge of collapse.
She just wanted to close the door and lick her wounds in silence.
Lu Wenzhou finally got up and left her house in silence.
Zhou Tao got up with difficulty, walked to the bathroom, turned on the light, and the warm yellow light shone down from above her head. The person in the mirror looked so disheveled, his eyes were red, his hair was wet, his clothes were wet, his face was pale, and his expression was very sad.
It was already early summer, but she felt cold, very cold. She stumbled to the bathtub, turned on the faucet, and then sat beside it with her cell phone on a stool, which kept vibrating. She had sent dozens of WeChat messages, and there were already dozens of unread ones.
Most of them come from Jun Ling.
Zhou Tao sat there numbly with his eyes closed.
The water in the bathtub slowly rose, she took off her clothes and lay down in it.
Wen Qiao called and she slid open her phone.
"What's wrong with you? Why did you leave early? Lu Wenzhou has also left. Did something unpleasant happen between the two of you outside?"
Zhou Tao tried hard to hold back her grievances and confide her feelings. She didn't want to make Wen Qiao unhappy or worry. She tried to speak in a normal voice, "It's nothing. I just felt a little uncomfortable after drinking a little, so I left early."
Wen Qiao could tell that she didn't want to say more, so he didn't force her.
"Then you should rest early."
"Um."
The phone screen remained on the WeChat page. Jun Ling had sent more than twenty WeChat messages, but she was too lazy to even open them. She simply put the phone upside down on a low stool beside her, closed her eyes, and wrapped her whole body in hot water. She forced herself to forget everything about tonight.
She needs to be more resolute and not fall in love anymore.
She doesn’t want to fall in love again in this life, maybe she should just be single.
(End of this chapter)