Rebirth: Starting From the Confession

Chapter 22 I, Scumbag!

The relationship is just like that, the closer it gets.

At the same time, the topic of conversation also began to involve the private issues of both parties from the previous nonsense.

Before that, Fang Yi would definitely not ask such a question.

Because at that time, the two of them hadn’t reached this point yet, and it was very impolite to ask such private questions.

But now it’s different. When Zhang Ya took the initiative to ask him if he had any friends, it meant that the relationship between the two was already a step closer.

Zhang Ya drank the beer in the cup and said firmly: “I don’t plan to look for it any more.”

Hearing this, Fang Yi nodded and agreed: “Actually, it’s good to be alone!”

Ok?

Fang Yi’s words surprised Zhang Ya.

I saw her slowly put down the wine glass, raised her eyebrows and said, “Do you think so too?”

“There’s no law that says you have to spend your whole life in marriage, isn’t that the truth?”

Fang Yi smiled slightly and continued: “If you don’t want to die, there’s nothing wrong with being alone. You can even live a more refined, full of wine, and more comfortable life.”

But there is the second half of the sentence, but he didn’t say it.

Everything has two sides, when you enjoy the wine, delicacy and ease, you also have to suffer the loneliness, loneliness and emptiness that come from the bottom of your heart.

Think about it, in the middle of the night, when you come back to the room exhausted and see the cold bed, you don’t want a warm embrace, or someone to talk to?

Maybe some women really enjoy the single life, but the vast majority of women can’t do it.

Women are emotional creatures after all.

Zhang Ya looked at him with beautiful eyes, and said with interest: “Your idea is very special, and everyone around me persuaded me to find another one, including my mother.”

“Being single has the advantage of being single, and getting married also has the advantage of being married. No one is right or wrong. The starting point is all for the good of Sister Zhang. The key is what you think.” Fang Yi finished and took a swig of beer.

Saltwater duck is not good, the braised zi is too salty.

Sighing slightly, Zhang Ya said with a tangled expression: “Actually, my mother is right, women need someone to rely on after all. But I’m also afraid that the person I’m looking for will have different views. Do you understand what I mean?”

Fang Yi nodded, indicating that he understood.

Zhang Ya’s thoughts, he can completely understand.

A second-married woman with a daughter, in the eyes of people at this moment, really needs a lot of discounts.

Even if the other party is a Onee-san who graduated from Jinda University and has white skin and beautiful long legs.

It’s frustrating, but it’s the reality.

For a second-married woman, it is very difficult, almost impossible, to find a suitable man.

Because equally good men are already married, even if they are single, they will only find women who are also unmarried, and will not find a second marriage with children.

Zhang Ya’s meaning is very simple. In fact, deep down in her heart, she wants to find a man to rely on and give Zhang Yutong a complete home.

But because of the second marriage, it was impossible for her to find a man who satisfied her.

Let’s find a man who is close to it. She doesn’t want to wrong herself. After all, two people with different appearances and different levels can never be happy together.

Why until now, many families are still emphasizing one word, the right match!

This is not a derogatory term, but a proven experience for thousands of years.

The right match is not the so-called material equivalence, but the equivalence of thought, three views and levels.

This is where Zhang Ya is troubled.

“Sister Zhang, I actually think it’s a good solution.” Fang Yi said while eating the vegetables.

“How to deal with it?

Zhang Ya was interested and looked at him with a slightly expectant expression.

Fang Yi chuckled, “Looking for a scumbag who doesn’t get married.”

“Scumbag?

This trendy word from later generations made Zhang Ya stunned for a moment.

“You can understand it as a man who doesn’t focus on his feelings or plays with his feelings,” Fang Yi explained.

After tasting it carefully, Zhang Ya said with a smile: “This word is very vivid and has a bit of meaning.

“Actually, scumbags can satisfy almost all women’s fantasies about love, except for being indifferent to love and getting married.” Fang Yi’s words are not bragging about scumbags, but they are true.

Not everyone can be a scumbag, it’s a technical job.

Zhang Ya thought for a while, then shook her head and said, “I don’t think it’s that simple. If I want to find a scumbag who can make me fall in love, I might as well expect myself to find a perfect marriage.”

………..TE…….

“me!

At this moment, Fang Yi put down his chopsticks and pointed to himself.

“you?”

Zhang Ya blinked, met Fang Yi’s gaze, and then laughed.

To be honest, for a moment, Zhang Ya felt a little throbbing in her heart, but she quickly scolded with a smile: “Fang Yi, I found that you are quite timid and thick-skinned.”

“just kidding!

Fang Yi laughed, and then said sternly: “Sister Zhang, in fact, there is no need to rush this kind of thing. Fate may come at some time.”

“That’s right, respect fate!

Zhang Ya said, holding up the wine glass.

“Respect for fate!”

The two clinked glasses and drank.

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Before they knew it, the two had solved seven or eight bottles of beer.

Although the degree of beer is low, but the amount of beer is too large, Zhang Ya can’t help but feel a little drunk, and there is a blurred look in his eyes.

After drinking another glass of beer, Zhang Ya suddenly asked, “Fang Yi, do you think I’m pretty?”

Fang Yi looked up and down, nodded and said, “It’s beautiful!

In terms of appearance alone, the proper 90 points are upwards.

“What about the figure?” Zhang Ya continued to ask.

“Not bad!”

It is inferior to Tang Wan, but not too bad, and has its own advantages.

After all, that familiar Onee-san charm is something Tang Wan does not possess.

“But some people feel disgusting even when they touch my finger, it’s ridiculous!” Zhang Ya laughed at herself.

“Gay, it’s normal!”

Fang Yi picked up a saltwater peanut and stuffed it into his mouth, saying it of course.

Possibly these days, homosexuality is still rare, and if there is, it is well hidden. But in later generations, it’s no surprise.

“gay?

Zhang Ya, who was feeling sad about her last marriage, was once again stunned by the new term in his mouth.

“Late, it’s gay, gay.” Fang Yi explained casually.

Zhang Ya said in a surprised tone, “How do you know he is gay?”

“cough!”

Fang Yi put down his chopsticks, raised his eyebrows and said, “To be honest, on your terms, Sister Zhang, I can’t think of any normal man who would refuse him, except gays.”