You Are My Rare Passion

  Chapter 3025 Twelve

After    finished speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

  Fu Wenjing smiled at his little figure running away, and said enviously: "The little tree seedling is so cute, I really want one."

   "Then you have to get married first," Ye Xingbei looked at the flower in her arms: "Lu Jianong gave you this?"

  Fu Wenjing retracted her gaze, looked at the fiery red rose in her hand, and nodded: "Yeah."

  "Reconciled?" Ye Xingbei asked.

  "Not yet," Fu Wenjing said, "I told him, I need to think about it again."

  Ye Xingbei said "Hey", "Did you tell him last time that when you get revenge, if he thinks you are still suitable, do you want to start again?"

   "Yes," Fu Wenjing said, "I said that last time, but I have changed my mind now."

   Ye Xingbei: "..."

Ok.

   Fickleness is the privilege of a woman.

Fu Wenjing smashed the flowers with his hand, and pulled the roses with an emotionally dispirited look: "I suddenly feel that men and marriages are particularly meaningless. I don't want to fall in love or get married. I want to live a lifetime by myself. !"

   Ye Xingbei: "...why?"

   "I don't know why?" Fu Wenjing shook her head and sighed: "I just think it's boring...nothing..."

   "I understand," Ye Xingbei said, "You must be in a bad mood and depressed, so you are not interested in anything, and you can't do anything, right?"

"Yes, that's it!" Fu Wenjing nodded: "I just feel lazy, I don't want to care about anything, I don't want to do anything, I just want to be alone, I don't want to talk, I don't want to meet people, I'm bored, what are you right? I can't even get excited."

"It's okay," Ye Xingbei said: "Emotions are like a graph, with highs and lows. Sometimes they are as excited as a chicken blood, and sometimes they feel that being alive is meaningless. It's normal. Take a good rest. it will be fine after a while."

  "Really?" Fu Wenjing expressed doubt.

   Ye Xingbei nodded earnestly: "Really, that's how I left my brother. He told me this personally."

  Fu Wenjing asked: "Beibei, are you like this too?"

Ye Xingbei smiled, "I'm not like this. You are a wealthy disease that idlers can get. When I was a child, I couldn't eat enough. How can I groan and moan? Then I went abroad, my eldest brother was just a family teacher. I got twelve..."

   "Twelve?" Fu Wenjing widened her eyes in surprise.

"Yeah, twelve," Ye Xingbei broke off his hand index: "There are three teachers who taught me homework, and two others who teach painting, one is piano, one is guzheng, one is calligraphy, and one is teaching. Riding, one teaches Go, one teaches etiquette, and one teaches dance."

  Fu Wenjing was stunned: "Study so much? Is there enough time?"

"Enough, but I am very busy every day," Ye Xingbei said: "Twenty-four hours a day, except eating and sleeping, I spend other time studying. Every day is busy like a top, so naturally there is no time to hurt the spring and the autumn. , No disease groan|groan."

  Fu Wenjing: "...So you think, my current state is hurting the spring and sad autumn, and groaning without illness|yin?"

"Yeah, if you don't believe me, go and ask a psychiatrist. He will definitely answer you in the same way." Ye Xingbei said, "In your current state, you suddenly get revenge, and your busy life suddenly loses your goal. People will be empty, can't find a goal, and can't take any interest in anything, feel sick, and it's okay..."

  (End of this chapter)