Chapter Twenty-Five

  "He's special to you, isn't he?" Yang Rui glanced at Wang Zhi Jiao.

  "Hmm." Wang Zhiqiao didn't make a sound for half the day. Just when Yang Rui thought she had fallen asleep, her voice slowly came through.

  "So you let him help you because you thought he might be able to help you." Yang Rui said affirmatively, knowing that Li Huan was special to Wang Zhiqiao.

  She herself thought it was unnecessary to ask, but she still wanted to hear Wang Zhiqiao's answer. It wasn't until later that she realized what had happened.

  "Hmm, I asked him to help me because he's special to me. Don't you think I'm taking advantage of him?" Wang Zhiqiao finally looked up at Yang Rui, her eyes fixed on Yang Rui's, her gaze so urgent, hoping to hear the answer she wanted from Yang Rui's mouth. Yang Rui shook her head.

  "If I were you, I would do the same. You have the ability to take advantage of others, and you haven't done anything to harm him or use him for evil purposes, so how can it be considered taking advantage of him?" Yang Rui comforted her, telling her not to think wildly, Li Miao herself is not stupid, if Wang Zhiqiao really dared to have ulterior motives towards him, she wouldn't be able to stay here safely now, worrying about these unproductive issues.

  "You're not going to lie for me, are you?" Wang Zhiqiao pouted, feeling that Yang Rui's words were unbelievable. Yang Rui felt like she was about to cry. Probably thinking that he was close to her and making excuses for her, but what he said was the truth. It seemed that she had dug herself into a hole again. He wondered how he could explain it to her, with her brain capacity, still trying to use someone like Li Huan to play an international joke.

  "I'm not that bored, if you don't believe me, why bother asking? It's not like I'm here to entertain you!" Yang Rui scolded her with a straight face. At this moment, he had to be firm and couldn't try to persuade her nicely, or she would continue to overthink things and wouldn't listen to anything else he said. If he gave her a bit of attitude, she would be afraid of offending him and behave herself. Otherwise, if he let her continue thinking like that, she would think more and more, get more and more upset, and feel that they were just thinking that way. By then, even if he tried to explain, it would be impossible to clear things up. He had to learn how to deal with her bad temper.

  Strangled in the cradle.

  "Yang Rui, I didn't mean it that way. I just think that others aren't you, so who would know what kind of person I am? They might think I'm taking advantage of them. I don't distrust you, don't overthink it." Seeing Yang Rui getting angry due to her own questioning, Wang Zhiqiao quickly explained, not wanting to make her angry. She wasn't doubting her words either, just thinking that others might think that way. Having said that, Yang Rui was definitely hurt by her own words.

  "Who said that in front of you?" Yang Rui looked at her and asked, if she let herself know who was talking nonsense about Wang Zijiao, she would not let him go so easily, letting him know what to say and what not to say. But seeing Wang Zijiao lower his head more and more because of her inquiry, she knew that Yang Rui was really angry this time.

  "Wang Zhiqiao, can't you think of something useful for once? Others haven't even said anything, and you've already gotten yourself all tangled up. I'm trying to comfort you with good intentions, but it's like you're just stuffed from eating too much. You spend every day thinking about useless things, can't you do something productive? If you have the time, why not read a book or two? I'm really fed up with you.

  You're so idle and bored that you've got nothing better to do than come ask me questions that you've just made up in your own head. Take a piece of coal and go wash it by the river, and then ask me these kinds of questions again - I'm afraid I'll lose my temper and really get rid of you."

  Yang Rui's face turned red with anger. She spent every day worrying about things that hadn't even happened yet, it was so boring. She just couldn't control her own temper.

  Wang Zhiqiao was so intimidated by Yang Rui that he didn't even dare to lift his head, and although no one asked him about it, every time he thought about asking for his help, he hid this small idea, feeling that he wasn't being frank enough, always thinking that if Yang Rui knew why he had approached him that day, he would probably think he was using him.

  Yang Rui was so annoyed by her that she didn't want to talk to her, and for a short time, she didn't even want to see her, fearing that she would lose control and strangle her. She really was infuriating, and Yang Rui felt like she would eventually be driven to death by her. It seemed like even her white hair had been turned gray by her anger. In the end, Yang Rui just threw down Wang Zhiqiao and went to sleep, letting her reflect on her own actions.

  Wang Zhiqiao saw Yang Rui being driven away by herself and felt that she was too worried about nothing, thinking too much. When she left, she didn't even turn her head to look at herself, knowing that she had really annoyed her, otherwise she wouldn't have been so angry.

  Thinking of herself, she started to tear up, the more she cried, the more she felt wronged, and her tears couldn't stop flowing. She didn't intentionally provoke her anger, but her heart couldn't help but think too much, and when she thought too much, she couldn't help but ask her. Earlier, she was so angry that she wouldn't even talk to herself, would she be angry in the future and never speak to herself again? She felt like she was being too troublesome, didn't want to bother with herself, thinking of this, Wang Zhiqiao started to sob, but didn't dare cry out loud, afraid of being heard by others, coming over to ask her, what should she say at that time, and she didn't want them to come over.

  Suddenly feeling someone standing in front of her, Wang Zijiao quickly wiped away her tears with her hand, and when she felt that she wouldn't cry anymore, she forced a smile, lifted her head, and faced the person. When she saw it was Yang Rui, Wang Zijiao's tears started flowing again like an uncontrollable faucet, and soon blurred her vision. Yang Rui looked at her with pity, thinking to himself that he really was inconsiderate, knowing that she was prone to overthinking, yet leaving her alone here; if he hadn't come over, would she have continued crying, who knows what other thoughts would have occurred to her?

  Yang Rui pulled Wang Zhiqiao up with both hands and wiped away her tears, but before he could finish wiping them away, more tears fell. "Don't cry anymore," Yang Rui said expressionlessly, "if you keep crying, I really won't bother with you."

  She said. Wang Zijiao held back her tears, although they were still falling, but not as uncontrollably as before. Yang Rui looked at her with a disapproving gaze, and Wang Zijiao tried to placate him by pulling on his hand. Yang Rui glared at her but didn't shake her off, so Wang Zijiao quickly wrapped her arms around his arm, afraid he would change his mind.

  "You really lived up to the saying from Dream of the Red Chamber: 'Women are made of water.' " Yang Rui used his finger to push against Wang Zijiao's forehead, and Wang Zijiao pretended to fall backwards, sticking out her tongue. She wanted to speak, but since she had cried so violently earlier, as soon as she opened her mouth it was a sob, so she gave up the idea of speaking, and instead let Yang Rui tease her.

  Yang Rui was finally amused by her, and after repeatedly confirming that she wouldn't get angry, Wang Zhiqiao put down the heavy stone in his heart and felt like he could breathe again, without having to worry so much.

  Digression

  The exam is approaching, I've studied a bit, feeling like crying, wish me all passes!