Chapter five hundred and ninety second you ghost girl
"Beibei, it's me, Yuanyuan..."
Sitting in her seat for at least twenty minutes, Zhao Yuan experienced countless battles between heaven and man in her heart, and finally picked up her mobile phone and dialed Yan Beibei's number.
Last night, although Yan Beibei had returned to the room, and although she had tried hard to suppress her desire to shout loudly, biting her lips as hard as she could, she could only make a low sound like a cat from her throat, but her intuition told Zhao Yuan,
Yan Beibei found out about her and Yang Hao.
Zhao Yuan does not regret her one-night romance with Yang Hao. She even feels that this is a beautiful memory that she can remember for a lifetime.
She had never expected to get Yang Hao's love, nor had she ever expected Yang Hao to treat her like a lover. Perhaps if she asked, Yang Hao might agree because of the relationship, but Zhao Yuan
But he doesn't want to.
She felt that she was not worthy of Yang Hao.
A man like Yang Hao should have better women, who will treat him better, and she only needs to smile and pay attention to him, and have good memories of one night, all this is enough.
She just felt sorry for Yan Beibei.
The original promise was to help Yan Beibei realize her wish, but unexpectedly, Yan Beibei was heartbroken. Instead, she took advantage of that night to go to bed with Yang Hao, which filled Zhao Yuan's heart.
Guilt.
In the morning, the first time Zhao Yuan saw Yan Beibei, she understood a lot of things from Yan Beibei's slightly strange eyes.
Yan Beibei knew about her and Yang Hao's affairs.
Yan Beibei didn't behave strangely, she just seemed a little more silent than usual, but every time her eyes met his, there seemed to be a bit more embarrassing atmosphere in the air.
After thinking about it, Zhao Yuan still felt that she needed to talk to Yan Beibei.
Whether she was apologizing or being scolded by her, Zhao Yuan felt that she should make this call. She had lived a confused life in the past, but in the past few months, she, Yan Beibei and the others felt that she should make this call.
She is really happy, and now they have both entered university. Although they are not in the same school, we can still play happily together often. She really wants to maintain this friendship.
After what happened last night, even though Zhao Yuan thought the possibility was very low, she still wanted to give it a try. At least if she did, she would feel better.
Yan Beibei's voice was a little low, and her mood didn't seem too high: "Yuanyuan, what's the matter?"
Zhao Yuan considered the words in her mind, but she still felt that no matter what she said, the end result would be the same, so she just said bravely: "I'm sorry, Beibei, I'm sorry for you last night."
Yan Beibei was silent for two seconds, which made Zhao Yuan's heart sink suddenly. She couldn't help but smile bitterly. Was she really unwilling to forgive herself?
It's no wonder that if it were you, I probably wouldn't forgive the other person.
He obviously promised to help Yan Beibei, but in the end it turned out to be him...
Just when Zhao Yuan felt extremely bitter in her heart, Yan Beibei's voice rang out again: "Yuanyuan, you don't have to say sorry to me. To be honest, you have not sorry for me in any way."
Zhao Yuan was stunned for a moment, a little surprised by Yan Beibei's words. Was she telling the truth, or was she deliberately saying something sarcastic?
"Yesterday everyone promised to help you, but I did something stupid. I'm sorry, Beibei, but don't worry, Beibei, I just regarded this matter as a dream after drinking.
I won’t have anything to do with uncle because of this..."
"Yuanyuan." Yan Beibei called Zhao Yuan's name softly, interrupted Zhao Yuan's words, and said in a low voice: "You don't need to explain, everyone drank a lot of wine last night, something happened, even if
Unexpected, but also reasonable, we all like uncle, we don’t need to deny this, not to mention, there are some things between uncle and I..."
After a slight pause, Yan Beibei's voice rose a few degrees: "Really, although I was a little surprised by what happened last night, I really don't blame you. If you want to do something, just do it, don't worry about me.
, don’t worry about affecting our friendship, we are still good friends and nothing will change because of what happened yesterday.”
Infinite surprise arose in Zhao Yuan's heart: "Are we still good friends, Beibei, are you telling the truth?"
Yan Beibei smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, Yuanyuan, uncle and I have our own problems, which have nothing to do with you. And you also know that uncle is a family man, and we have no future with him.
I had this idea at the beginning, and maybe I thought you would have the same idea. In this case, why should we be so concerned or so hostile?"
Zhao Yuan heard that Yan Beibei had said twice that there was a problem between her and Yang Hao, and couldn't help but asked cautiously: "Beibei, can I ask, what happened between you, and why last night
Are you crying so sadly?"
Yan Beibei was silent for a moment and said softly: "He doesn't want me. Because of some special reasons, he can have a relationship with you, or even with Shasha Xiaoqian, but he will never have a relationship with me. As for this reason
What it is, don't ask, anyway, you just need to know that I don't blame you, we are still good friends."
Some special reasons?
You can be with yourself, you can be with Shasha Xiaoqian, but you just can't be with Yan Beibei?
What is the strange reason for this?
Is it possible that uncle and Yan Beibei are relatives and related by blood?
Because Yan Beibei had already told her not to ask the reason, Zhao Yuan could not ask the reason anymore. What's more, Yan Beibei had already made it very clear that they were still friends and she did not blame herself. This made Zhao Yuan
A hung heart finally let go.
Yan Beibei listened to Zhao Yuan's silence, thought for a moment and asked, "Did uncle say anything to you?"
Zhao Yuan told Yan Beibei about her conversation with Yang Hao without any concealment. After hearing this, Yan Beibei suddenly sighed for some reason and said softly: "Actually, isn't this good?"
Zhao Yuan listened to Yan Beibei's sad sigh, which actually seemed to reveal a tone of envy that could not be concealed, as if Yan Beibei was envious of the relationship between herself and Yang Hao, or the result.
Zhao Yuan didn't know how to answer for a while, so she could only say in a low voice: "Yes, there was no possibility that he and I would be together in the first place. Last night was the result of a strange combination of circumstances and can only remain in memory.
"
Yan Beibei hummed, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and reminded: "You probably didn't take any safety measures yesterday. Remember to take the medicine, so as not to cause death."
Zhao Yuan's face suddenly turned red: "Yes, I know."
Yan Beibei's mood suddenly seemed a little better for some reason, and her voice became a little more lively: "Yuanyuan, tell me quietly, is uncle strong? How did you feel last night?"
Zhao Yuan's already slightly red face suddenly turned red, and she said angrily: "Beibei, what question are you asking?"
However, Yan Beibei asked relentlessly: "You ghost girl, you secretly ate my uncle and you didn't tell me how you feel. Believe it or not, I asked Shasha to torture you together."
When Zhao Yuan heard Yan Beibei's question, she felt relaxed for no reason. Since Yan Beibei could ask such weird questions, he was really not angry. Otherwise, how could he be so difficult to talk about it?
The problem?
Zhao Yuan couldn't help but think of the scenes from last night in her mind. Although she drank a lot, she did not lose her memory, so she remembered every scene clearly. But when Yan Beibei asked her, how could she
I don’t even dare to tell the detailed process, after all, it would be too embarrassing.
"I don't remember very clearly. I drank so much yesterday that I felt dizzy..." Zhao Yuan said carelessly, hoping to get rid of this topic as soon as possible, but when she heard Yan
Beibei seemed to have forgiven herself, and Zhao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. Last night, she felt guilty for stealing something that belonged to Yan Beibei, which made her feel shameless to face Yan Beibei.
Yan Beibei directly interrupted Zhao Yuan's refusal and snorted: "Stop being so careless and say it quickly, or we will deal with you. You know the consequences, huh."
Zhao Yuan was questioned repeatedly by Yan Beibei. In desperation, she bit her lips and subconsciously checked that the door was tightly closed. Then she hummed in a low voice: "He is very powerful. Later I felt like I was going to die."
It fell, but he acted like nothing happened..."
When Yan Beibei heard Zhao Yuan's words, she didn't know how to describe her mood. Thinking about the relationship between Yang Hao and her mother, Yan Beibei subconsciously created vivid pictures in her mind.
This thought made Yan Beibei's face feel like it was about to burn up. She didn't dare to think about it anymore, so she quickly made an excuse and said, "My roommate is back. I won't talk to you anymore. We'll talk to you next time."
Before Zhao Yuan could speak, Yan Beibei had hung up the phone, sat on her chair, reached out to cover her face, only to find that her face was hot.
Yan Beibei stroked her face with both hands, her eyes were complicated, and after a long while, she suddenly threw her phone on the table angrily, and hummed: "Smelly uncle, bad uncle, why are you so bad, how can I face you in the future?
Ah, do I really want to call you uncle?"
…
Yang Hao didn't know about the conversation between Yan Beibei and Zhao Yuan. He looked at the time and it was already noon. After thinking about it, Yang Hao decided to go see Xue Na. Yesterday, the girl Xi Feifei followed, and Yang Hao himself
She was immediately ignored by Xue Na, and she didn't find a chance to say something.
Yang Hao found a place, had something to eat, and then drove towards the hospital. On the way, his phone suddenly rang. When he picked it up and looked at it, his head suddenly felt a little bigger.
Ye Mei.
I almost forgot that I made an appointment with Ye Mei to have dinner tonight... (To be continued)