The rain stopped, and pedestrians and vehicles that had disappeared suddenly appeared again. I stopped a motorized tricycle and took Zhang Jingyi and me to the edge of B city to transfer to a taxi. Because Zhang Jingyi had to handle the resignation procedures, we broke up while passing by the hospital, and I returned to my residence alone.
My feeling towards Zhang Jingyi, who has only been dating for less than a day, is very strange. On the one hand, I think it's a bit inappropriate to establish a relationship based on the short duration of our interaction. But on the other hand, I also feel very happy. I really like Zhang Jingyi and I do hope she becomes my couple. Therefore, when Zhang Jingyi said she wanted to resign and let me take care of her, I did not express any opposition or agreement. Everything was left to her own devices.
In fact, every man has a seed of adventure deep inside. Even the most devoted and exemplary husband becomes active when faced with a beautiful woman's pursuit. The only difference is that some have accepted, while others have retreated.
Zhang Jingyi is a beautiful woman, young and beautiful, and the ideal woman in the minds of most men. And I am naturally a bold person without any psychological burden. Therefore, it is only natural for me to accept Zhang Jingyi, and there is even some self satisfaction in my heart.
However, after a day of dating and gaining a deeper understanding of Zhang Jingyi, I still cannot determine whether what I am doing is right or wrong.
Zhang Jingyi is beautiful, with a clear and sweet voice and a graceful figure, which can indeed give people a fresh feeling. Just receiving envious looks from girls like this on the streets already makes me very happy. However, Zhang Jingyi is a bit too delicate and elegant. When speaking, she doesn't go through her brain and says whatever comes to her mind. Her life experience really needs to be deepened. In addition, Zhang Jingyi also showed a tendency towards violence. She kicked Guaren quickly and decisively, which left a deep impression on me. To this day, it still feels a bit creepy.
If such a girl really enters my life, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.
When I got home, it was already 7:30 pm and the company had already finished work early. I called the boss, briefly explained my whereabouts today, and declared that I would take another day off tomorrow. The boss knew that I had indeed encountered a lot of trouble recently, so he was very happy to take a leave.
After a brief wash, I took a piece of bread and a sausage and lay in bed to study the soul pendant.
Although both my rationality and the scientific knowledge I have received tell me that the so-called resurrection of the soul is false. However, the sudden reduction in size of the soul pendant and the strange events that happened around me after obtaining it have already shaken my beliefs.
Bi Bufan said that the reason why the bracelet couldn't be taken off my wrist was because the soul pendant had already recognized me as a sacrifice and wanted to use me as the cauldron used by Prince Jing of Zhongshan during his resurrection. As long as I carry this soul pendant, I may be found by the Dou family at any time. At that time, the soul of Prince Jing of Zhongshan will dominate and occupy my body, and I will become a walking corpse.
Although the statement is absurd, I still somewhat believe it, so I am disgusted and scared of this strange bracelet, and I wish I could take it off immediately. However, this moment is not far away. I have decided to go and purchase tribute tomorrow morning, and ask Bi Bufan to prepare the altar and help me remove the bracelet.
Around ten o'clock, my phone rang and I picked it up to see Han Juan's phone number. I pressed the answer button and lazily called out Han Juan's name. But Han Juan didn't answer, only the noise of Zlazla and Han Juan's slight breathing could be heard on the phone.
I called three or four times in a row, but Han Juan remained silent, and finally hung up the phone. When I dialed back, Han Juan's phone was already turned off.
Until this moment, I suddenly realized that during the day I was with Zhang Jingyi, I had never thought of Han Juan or Bai Ling in my heart.
Bai Ling is my first love girlfriend, and her shadow has always lingered in my heart. No matter what girl I come into contact with, I will naturally compare myself to Bai Ling in my heart. And Han Juan is my partner whom I have worked with for many years. I know she has a good impression of me, but she is too strong willed and has never spoken out. In fact, I often think that if Han Juan and I were to become husband and wife, it would also be a good choice. Because Han Juan and I share a common profession, hobbies, and compatible temperaments.
But today, the images of the two girls that have been lingering in my mind suddenly became indifferent. I even need to recall them seriously in order to remember their appearance. On the contrary, Zhang Jingyi's image has always been clear, as if she had just left me less than three minutes ago, and every detail of her body is vividly remembered.
Did I really fall in love with Zhang Jingyi?
The current situation is that I no longer compare others to Bai Ling or Han Juan, but instead compare Bai Ling and Han Juan to Zhang Jingyi.
Undeniably, all three of them are beautiful women with their own unique characteristics. Bai Ling is like a gentleman orchid, it is a solitary and elegant beauty that needs to be appreciated from afar with a sense of reverence. I suddenly feel that for many years, I have never entered Bai Ling's heart. To her, I am more of a tool that comes and goes at will than an ex boyfriend. Everything is just my wishful thinking, and Bai Ling always maintains a distance from me that is both ticklish and not hopeless.
Compared to Bai Ling, Han Juan is more like a flame, youthful and passionate. When Han Juan and I were together, we seemed particularly casual, without any sense of restraint. And it is precisely because of this that I have two bad feelings. Because she is a raging fire, I dare not approach her for fear of being destroyed by the flames. Because it's too casual, sometimes I can't even feel her presence.
If Bai Ling is an orchid and Han Juan is a raging fire, then what is Zhang Jingyi?