She took everyone's feelings and thoughts into consideration, except her own.
When going out, Zhou Ze saw that she was carrying a big bag and wanted to take it and carry it on his body, but she refused, saying that it was not heavy.
Now that he opened it and saw what was inside, he really wanted to point at her forehead and say, how could this not be heavy?
What's more, even if she found a shaky chair and climbed up and down by herself, she never thought for a second of asking him for help.
In short, no matter what she wants to do, Zhou Ze will never be included in her first reaction.
Wang Yi pulled her hand out of Zhou Ze's, shook it off, and turned away, "Why do you say this so suddenly?"
Zhou Ze let go of her, climbed onto the stool, stretched out his hand to take the paint and pen in her hand, and said coldly: "I'm right next to you, what do you want to do that you can't invite me to do with you? You're standing on the chair.
What should I do if I fall because I'm not stable and my feet are on my feet?"
Wang Yi handed the thing in his hand to him, knowing that his male chauvinist problem had occurred again, and he replied hastily: "I know."
Zhou Ze pursed his lips tightly, looked directly at her condescendingly, and said very firmly, "You don't know."
Wang Yiyi shrugged and walked away without explaining anything or arguing.
Zhou Ze finished tracing the high edges in three strokes, then jumped down and made a loud noise to attract attention, but she turned a deaf ear to him, so he walked up to Wang Yiyi, as if he was quarreling with her.
Wang Yiyi still didn't make a single glance, and stepped aside. His expression and tone were as calm as usual, and he seemed to be indifferent, "If you want to do this, I will go to the side."
Zhou Ze took another step forward and blocked her path with his whole body, "What do you think I am?"
"I", Wang Yi couldn't answer, she lowered her eyes and walked away, "What are you angry about?"
"What am I angry about?" Zhou Ze pressed forward step by step. He asked incredulously: "What do you think I am angry about?"
Zhou Ze was angry with her and himself.
He was angry that she didn't cherish him, and he was also angry with himself. He had clearly decided to give her time and space, but he couldn't help but get anxious and annoyed over and over again.
"How do I know?" Wang Yi turned away from him and rolled up his sleeves, "I can do this alone if you don't come out."
"Yes, you can do anything by yourself." Zhou Ze's face turned completely dark, and he nodded in agreement with a smile on his face: "Everyone at home and abroad praises you for being gentle and polite. You can do everything in your work and life."
Can’t find anything wrong with it.”
Wang Yi listened carefully and then asked sincerely: "Are you complimenting me by saying this or what?"
Behind the words, it doesn't sound like a compliment, but it is hard to hide the irony.
It's not like Zhou Ze has never seen her true nature, her emotions, anger, sorrows, and joys all hang on her face without modification.
Now it was like a different person, not to mention him, even in front of Wang Fu and Song Hua, he changed his arrogance and domineering attitude and swallowed his anger.
"In front of others, you are omnipotent, so powerful that you are indestructible, and you are strong and independent. But behind others, do you still need to continue to wear a perfect mask all the time?"
In front of the camera, as a public figure, his words and deeds are watched and restricted by countless people, but once the camera is turned off, he should return to his ordinary life as an ordinary person.
Hearing this, Wang Yiyi couldn't hold himself back, raised his head and looked directly at him, asking: "What do you mean?"
"As smart as you are, can you not understand it?"
Zhou Ze's intentions were good. He couldn't bear to watch Wang Yi tolerate and give blindly. She should be shining.
But in this context and atmosphere, it is difficult to say this without causing misunderstanding.
Wang Yiyi thought he was saying he was being pretentious.
She was furious in her heart, but without showing any emotion on her face, she took the initiative to walk away. If anyone heard her, she couldn't afford to embarrass this person: "Zhou Ze, I don't want to quarrel with you here today. If you don't want to stay any longer,
You can go anywhere here."
Zhou Ze understood her even more, and in his opinion, his words were enough to make Wang Yiyi so angry that he jumped up and down, but she actually tolerated it silently.
He became increasingly dissatisfied and called him by his first name: "Wang Yiyi, if you are dissatisfied or resentful towards me, you can tell me directly."
Wang Yiyi remained calm and collected as always, denying it with a light word, "I didn't."
"Why not?" Zhou Ze sneered, "Just like this poster, you used to ask me to do anything, even if I didn't know how, you still had to let me sit next to you and play with you.
Cold wind. And if I really misunderstood you, would you just say a word and walk away like you are doing now?"
"Then tell me, what do you want from me?" Wang Yi took a deep breath, then lowered his voice: "Do you know what you are doing now?"
Although this place is far away from the classroom and it is lunch time, there are still people walking around occasionally. If any of the cameras are left open and people listen to record them and send them to the Internet, it will definitely lead to another bloody storm.
"What are you afraid of? If you don't interact, get close, or know each other, how long can you hide it? Besides, even I don't care."
"Of course you don't care anymore. You are famous and worth a lot of money. Who can do anything to you?" These words hit Wang Yiyi right in the chest, "Everything I am pursuing so hard is for you.
It’s just a little thing that comes easily.”
"That's what you think?" Zhou Ze's face was full of disbelief. His kindness fell upon Wang Yi, but he became the culprit who made her uncomfortable and suppressed her heart. He pointed at himself
, "In this case, you should know what is best for you. Even the little things I can pick up at my fingertips can be used."
Zhou Ze's longing for her to be free and do whatever she wants has finally become a constraint imposed on her.
She has been standing under the huge light of her parents and family since she was a child. She was so glamorous when she had it, but it was only when she lost it that she realized how heartbreaking it was.
She never wants to experience such a psychological gap again.
Unexpectedly, she once again stood under a bigger halo. If she took a step forward, she would be radiant, and if she took a step back, she would be plunged into an abyss.
She chose the road herself. Even though she knew it, she still walked in without hesitation.
"I don't need, and you can't ask me to influence my life in order to satisfy your so-called responsibilities and responsibilities. Whether my life succeeds or fails, whether it goes uphill or downhill, I don't need to be defined by others."
But she still has her own persistence, insisting on living in a dark corner under this endless light, waiting for the day when she can carve a path by herself and let the light shine in.
After Zhou Ze listened, he couldn't find a reason to refute for a while, so he just said, "Have you ever thought about my feelings? Do I exist in the life you want to define for yourself?"