love makeover

The difference between Meng Xi and Yang Yizhen, Yang Yizhen felt that Yang Yixi didn't need to explain it deliberately, she knew it herself, the first time she entered Yang Yixi's bedroom, Yang Yizhen saw Meng Xi's photo, that kind of softness, Yang Yizhen couldn't imitate it here.

"You don't need to compare with her." Yang Yixi said: "The matter between me and you has nothing to do with her, but it is impossible between us, do you understand?"

"..." Yang Yizhen knew that Yang Yixi rejected her directly, without any hesitation.

Yang Yixi looked at Yang Yizhen's expression from the corner of her eye, but her too calm face made her a little worried, "Yang Yizhen, I will still help you with other things."

Yang Yizhen's heart twitched suddenly, and she wanted to shed tears from the pain. She endured it for a long time before softly saying: "Can you... stop first?"

Yang Yixi didn't object, and slowly pulled the car to the side of the road. Before the car had stabilized, Yang Yizhen eagerly opened the door and rushed out, so quickly that Yang Yixi had no time to lock the door, so she had to follow directly.

If she was wearing cloth shoes, then Yang Yixi would not be able to keep up with Yang Yizhen's pace, but Yang Yizhen was wearing high heels that were seven or eight centimeters, that was another matter.After running for a few hundred meters, Yang Yixi saw Yang Yizhen's figure again. She was short and seemed to be squatting on the ground.In the thick night, Yang Yixi couldn't see Yang Yizhen's expression clearly from a distance.

Yang Yixi directly rejected Yang Yizhen without letting her have any illusions. Although she was a little cruel to Yang Yizhen, it will always be a good thing in the future.Knowing that Yang Yizhen was not feeling well, Yang Yixi was not in a hurry to go home. She stood not far from Yang Yizhen and waited for her. After nearly half an hour, she walked slowly behind Yang Yizhen and said softly, "Go home."

Yang Yizhen still squatted on the ground with her back to Yang Yixi, buried her head in her arms, and ignored Yang Yixi's words.

"Get up, go back, does it feel good to stand here and blow the air?" Yang Yixi went around in front of Yang Yizhen, bent down, and stretched out her hand to pull Yang Yizhen's arm.

"Hmm..." Yang Yizhen was pulled by Yang Yixi, and she gasped in pain.

"Did you twist your foot?" Yang Yixi carefully pulled Yang Yizhen to stand up, looked at Yang Yizhen's cheeks, it was wet, I don't know if it was crying from pain, or because of the previous rejection, "Stand still, let me see. "

For those who are used to wearing high heels, trotting is still easy to control, but for Yang Yizhen who is just getting used to it, running fast is simply looking for abuse, and now that the black lights are messing around, it is strange not to twist the feet.

Yang Yixi took a closer look and found that it didn't swell up, so the problem shouldn't be serious. Going back and buying some ointment should solve it, "I'll help you, walk slowly."

Yang Yizhen nodded, and the tears in her eyes fell down extremely disobediently. I don't know if it was because of Yang Yixi's refusal or because of her concern for her now.

When they got home, it was already very late, and tomorrow was not the weekend, so they still had to go to work.Yang Yizhen's ankle was twisted, and every time she took a step, her body would tremble. Yang Yixi thought it was troublesome to support her, so she had to fetch water for Yang Yizhen, wash her feet, and after washing her feet, she took a towel and let Yang Yizhen wipe her face.After everything was done, he helped Yang Yizhen to go to the attic, and let her go to sleep before going to wash up.

The next day, when Yang Yizhen woke up, Yang Yixi had already put breakfast on her bedside table, millet porridge and side dishes, such a rare thing for a person like Yang Yixi who never eats breakfast.

Yang Yizhen got up, and as soon as she stood up, her ankle throbbed in pain. She gritted her teeth slightly, and went down to the attic with rice porridge and side dishes.Without washing up, Yang Yizhen couldn't eat anything.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, when Yang Yizhen walked to the dining table again, the millet porridge and side dishes were already completely cold, she still sat down, and finished her breakfast bite by bite, after all, it was prepared by Yang Yixi for her.

Yang Yixi had already gone to work, and she came back very late last night. Yang Yixi only slept for four or five hours. Yang Yizhen slept for a long time, and Yang Yixi was gone. The note, knowing that she asked for leave for herself, and this sudden absence made her a little uncomfortable.

Yang Yixi did go to work, but she just sneaked out of the company to buy some ointment for Yang Yizhen.When she returned to the apartment, Yang Yizhen was holding a mop and dragging it with a limp. For Yang Yixi's sudden appearance, Yang Yizhen was a little dumbfounded for a moment, holding the mop, she didn't respond.

As the saying goes, Yang Yizhen is mopping the floor here after a hundred days of injury, which makes Yang Yixi a little annoyed, and she is kind enough to buy breakfast for her, why on earth, "Are you idle? Are you going to persevere even if you are lame?"

"I have nothing to do..." Yang Yizhen put the mop aside, limped to the edge of the sofa, and sat down.

Yang Yixi took the ointment out of the plastic bag, let Yang Yizhen put it on the coffee table, stretched out her hand and pulled her trouser legs up, and said, "Why are you wearing this at home? Isn't it cooler to wear shorts in summer?"

After a night of sleep, the redness of Yang Yizhen's ankle faded a lot. Yang Yixi applied the ointment on Yang Yizhen's ankle, and reminded: "I'm trying hard, don't call it painful, hold it back, do you hear me?"

Yang Yixi is a typical knife-mouthed tofu heart. Yang Yizhen knew that she cared about herself, so she didn't say anything at the moment. She just nodded and acquiesced to Yang Yixi's next move.Yang Yixi's hands rested on Yang Yizhen's ankles, and she squeezed them with a little force.

About 10 minutes later, Yang Yixi let go of her hand, went to the bathroom to wash her hands, then walked up to Yang Yizhen and asked, "How do you feel?"

Yang Yizhen shook her head, this kind of pain is not extreme, at least she can bear it, "It's okay..."

Yang Yixi nodded, and looked up at the clock on the wall. It has been almost two hours since she came out, and it was time to go back to the company. "I'm going back to the company. Li Zeqing will bring you back for lunch. I've already called her."

"Yang Yixi..." Yang Yizhen suddenly stopped Yang Yixi who was walking to the door, and said, "I'll go to work with you."

"Stop joking, can your feet still go to work?"

"It's just walking slowly. It doesn't affect my organization of documents." Yang Yizhen stood up and wanted to walk in the direction of Yang Yixi, but Yang Yixi stopped her.

"Can you be more mature!" Yang Yixi was a little annoyed, looked at Yang Yizhen, and said, "Are you going to sort out the materials? Or let other people help you copy them? Do not do your own things, and help you? Yang Yizhen, You are safe at home, can't you?"

Yang Yixi's words made Yang Yizhen lose her words in an instant. In fact, her idea was very simple. Yang Yixi wanted her to move out. After that, the time they spent together would be greatly reduced. Yang Yizhen just wanted to get along with Yang Yixi more. Time, even through a piece of fuzzy glass, Yang Yizhen will feel at ease as long as she breathes the same air.

"I can take good care of myself..." Yang Yizhen pursed her lower lips, feeling unwilling. Why did she still have to get the consent of the person concerned if she liked Yang Yixi? If she liked her, no matter what happened to her, she didn't like herself the same.

"Yang Yizhen, don't be naive." Yang Yixi suddenly stepped back in front of Yang Yizhen, stared at her expressionlessly, and then smiled: "Just like your favorite, don't be naive."

Yang Yizhen blinked her eyes a few times, trying to suppress the moisture in her eye sockets, "It's my business that I like you, and it doesn't matter to me whether you like me or not."

"Heh." Yang Yixi chuckled, falling on Yang Yizhen, but it seemed to be mocking, "Yang Yizhen, you like me, why is it none of my business? Your liking will bring me trouble, you know?"

"I do not have……"

"No?" Yang Yixi hooked the corners of her mouth, "Wanting me to like you all the time, isn't it a trouble to me? I asked you to move out, but you refused, isn't it a trouble to me? Running around, twisting my foot and asking me to buy medicine, isn’t it a trouble to me? If these are not counted, then you say, Yang Yizhen, what kind of trouble is it?”

"..."

Yang Yizhen fell silent, making Yang Yixi's frown deepen. After the two of them stood silently for a while, Yang Yixi spoke again, no longer angry and helpless, "Yang Yizhen, even if you like women, don't be on me. Waste of time, I remember that I have already told you."

If you like someone, you can't break it if you want to. If you can really cut it off, then Yang Yizhen will be able to break it when the love just sprouted. How could she be rejected by Yang Yixi time and time again like now.

"Like someone else, Yang Yizhen." Yang Yixi stretched out her hand to hold Yang Yizhen's arm, and said, "Go and sit on the sofa. Don't walk around if you have nothing to do. It's not good for your feet. In the company, I have already asked for leave for you. You don't have to." Go in a hurry, it won’t be too late to go after your feet recover.”

"Yang Yixi..." Yang Yizhen seemed to be discouraged, stretched out her hand to hold Yang Yixi's palm, and smiled bitterly, "What do I have to do to make you like me?" Waiting for a word seemed like a long century.

Yang Yizhen's stubbornness is also beyond Yang Yixi's expectations. Yang Yizhen's questioning like this is simply because she has not given up, "Yang Yizhen, do you know why I don't like you?"

Yang Yizhen looked up with puzzled eyes.

"Yang Yizhen, in fact, I still like Meng Xi." Yang Yixi said lightly, as if she was not talking about what she said, but the smiling eyes made Yang Yizhen understand that Yang Yixi really liked Meng Xi, as long as For matters related to her, Yang Yixi's eyes are much softer.

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