Flowers bloom silently

Chapter 207 Don't Pinch
Zimo was chewing slowly, and from time to time he looked towards Xihe who was sitting across from him. He had a displeased face, and left the table only halfway through the meal.He answered a phone call in the living room, Zimo probably heard the content of the call, and Xihe was going to attend those boring private parties again. Since being rejected by An Keer, his private life has become more indulgent than before.

"Are you angry because Ke'er and Cheng went camping on Moon Island?" Seeing Xihe hung up the phone and went out happily, a trace of worry flashed in Zimo's eyes.

A table full of gourmet delicacies became more and more tasteless. He gave up halfway and went back to the room upstairs. When he was sorting out the materials, he accidentally found the sketchbook that was already full of drawings. It was deliberately pressed on the shelf. The lowest level, because there is a piece of "Girl Under the Oak Tree" in the booklet that makes him feel fascinated.

Opening it again, looking at the girl threading the needle under the tree, his mind was in a mess.

The relationship between Ke'er and Cheng has obviously taken a step further, they are closer than before, and anyone can see this.He was sad about it, and for a while tried to let go.However, seeing her every day, the secret feeling will become stronger and stronger. He needs to have her life. An Ke'er's existence is different from Dai Mengmeng's, and he knows it very well.

If it goes on like this, it's game over for him.

He warned himself in his heart.

"Hey?!" Dai Mengmeng's voice sounded from the direction of the door, he snapped the sketchbook closed, responded softly, put the notebook back to its original place as if nothing had happened, and continued to sort out the materials.

"Can I go in?" Seeing that he was busy, Dai Mengmeng asked awkwardly.

"Please, you never knock on the door, you can come and go here freely." Zimo felt that her question was too redundant.

Dai Mengmeng stuck out her tongue and stepped into his territory.

"Want to help?" she asked, walking up to him.

"Help me unpack these, it's a mess." Zimo threw the half-packed materials to Dai Mengmeng, then sat cross-legged on the carpet beside the bed, opened a new sketchbook and drew.

"Didn't you have a good dinner?" Dai Mengmeng asked him while tidying up.

"It's almost enough to eat alone." Zimo replied lightly.

"There's soup in the kitchen, I'll bring it up for you later?"

"It's for blood again?" Oh my god, he really vomited.Zimo's face turned green when he heard the soup she made.

"Yes." Dai Mengmeng glanced back at Zimo, who had a wrong expression, and shook her head, "I know you're tired, and you have to drink if you don't. You're still recovering."

"That bit of blood has already returned. You don't have to be so nervous!" Zimo raised his other hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows. "This is the last time. I won't drink any more blood-enriching soup you make."

"Okay, okay!"

"Shouldn't you date Feng Yi at a time like this?" Zimo put down his hands, continued to draw, and asked sourly.

"The dinner we had together was to come back to cook soup for you, so the show is scheduled for tomorrow."

"You care about me so much, people aren't jealous?" Zimo was curious.

"Feng Yi is just too gentle and considerate, he understands how I care about my friends."

"Wouldn't two people who are too similar be bored and bored together?" Dai Mengmeng and Feng Yi have the same temperament, gentle and considerate.Zimo shook his head imagining how boring they were together.

Zimo doesn't object to her being with Feng Yi as much as before, which makes Dai Mengmeng feel sad.Has he accepted the fact?She bit her lower lip lightly, and retorted angrily: "It's not greasy, it feels great."

"Besides holding hands, have you ever kissed?" Zimo asked lightly.

"...I won't tell you."

"I thought we could talk about everything?!" Zimo looked up to see Dai Mengmeng, who was leaning on the table and squinting at him after packing up the materials, and pushed the glasses that had slipped off the bridge of his nose.

"I thought it was like this before, but it doesn't seem to be the case. Didn't you also have something to tell me?" Dai Mengmeng folded her arms around her chest.

"Is there something I didn't say?"

"About... Ke'er..."

The paintbrush in Zimo's hand trembled.

"Look, so I don't need to tell you everything, it's fair." Dai Mengmeng has been feeling sad about this matter, and it was for this reason that she resolutely accepted Feng Yi.

"Of course, it's fair. If you think Fengyi is suitable for you, please go ahead and bless you all!" Dai Mengmeng pointed at his sore spots unceremoniously, Zimo was a little angry.

"Thank you, and I wish you a successful confession. If you accidentally get rejected, don't do anything extreme like Xihe." Dai Mengmeng snorted, slammed the door and left without looking back.

"Damn girl, why did you treat me like this?" Zimo threw his pen to the ground sadly, and yelled at the closed door angrily.

… Dai Mengmeng, who left Zimo’s room, hid alone in the emergency exit stairway, thinking about Zimo’s reaction just now, her tears came down.

"What am I still fantasizing about?" She wiped her tears and thought sadly. "So what about childhood sweethearts, people don't feel that way about you, that's why they don't. Give up, Mengmeng, get along with Fengyi, and stop being that annoying guy like Guan Zimo."

...At midnight, Zimo, who was about to go to bed, received a call from Milan, which surprised him.

"Are you better?" Milan's voice sounded weak and hoarse.

"It's nothing serious, how about you?" Thinking of how cruel he was to Milan, Zimo felt very guilty.But such a situation must be contained, he really couldn't hold on anymore.

"I'm still alive." Milan smiled weakly.

"I'm glad you're still alive!" Zimo heard it and smiled faintly.

"I've been thinking about what you said these days, as well as An Keer's. That girl is really fierce, but what she said is not without reason. How can a person who doesn't cherish himself love others. Not only did I hurt I hurt you too. I'm sorry for causing you trouble!"

"I'm really happy that you can think about it." Hearing what Milan said, the stone in Zimo's heart finally fell.

"There's nothing you can do if you can't think about it. The twisted melon is not sweet. Even if you are forced to be with me in that way, we will not be happy in the end. But it is really sad to say, not as good as Dai with your childhood sweetheart. Forget about Mengmeng, even that kind of fierce girl is more important in your heart than me. Although I don't know what happened between you, I can feel the bond between you. You have the courage you didn't have before, to step out of that world and say those things to me and do those things. One person really has a great influence on another person, and I have a deep understanding of this."

Talking about Encore again, Zimo was speechless.

"Oh, let's not talk about it. I'm packing my luggage. I'll listen to Brother Dawen's advice and go home to recuperate for a while, and then go abroad for further studies. I have already submitted a recommendation application to the school two days ago. With my talent, I will definitely I got a good recommendation. I don’t know when we will meet again. I hope to meet again next time. I have calmed down and you are more cheerful than before. It is not a good thing to close yourself in such a world , isn't it?"

"When do you go, I'll see you off."

"No, if you really want to send me off, I won't call you at this time. This is a farewell call. I haven't fully adjusted it yet, so I don't want to see you."

"I'm sorry, saying something like that and doing something like that scared you, right?!"

"I am the one who needs to apologize. There will be a period later!"

"I wish you all the best and take care!"

Zimo felt extremely relieved that Milan was as reasonable as he had known him back then.

(End of this chapter)