Chapter 75
This matter cannot be rushed
After Bai Xinran returned to her room, Yu Heng sat on the sofa for a while.
The air conditioner was still blowing hot air, and Yu Heng took out his cigarette case.
After his rebirth, he actually lost his smoking habit.
But out of habit, I still light one up when I'm thinking.
He needs to think about how to begin.
From a psychological perspective, Bai Xinran's tendency can be attributed to several reasons.
For example, the outward manifestations of a desire for control.
She appears casual on the surface, with short hair and a neutral style, and she is decisive and efficient in her actions.
This is actually a high degree of self-control.
The more outwardly controlled a person is, the more likely they are to secretly yearn to relinquish control in certain situations.
Because being constantly tense is too tiring, I need a safe place where I can completely relax and no longer have to take responsibility.
Bai Xinran's family of origin was actually quite perfect.
Although parents may be demanding and controlling, at least they are materially well-off.
They are free in their spiritual life.
But this freedom can sometimes be a burden.
Humans need boundaries.
Parental discipline is a visible wall.
You know where you can touch and where you can't.
But Bai Xinran's walls were made of cotton.
When you punch someone, it feels soft and yielding.
Over time, people will become confused.
What should I do?
What should I do?
Is this the right or wrong thing to do?
What is the meaning of my existence?
Especially since she studied art.
Their inner world is richer than that of ordinary people, and they are more prone to accumulating emotions.
She needs to be released.
But in reality, there's nowhere for her to release her emotions.
Fighting? Rebellion?
That's not her personality.
So she had no choice but to turn to the virtual world.
The persona of Ye Lingyuan that she portrayed during the live stream was less of an act and more of a reflection of her true self.
They can be sarcastic, unrestrained, and can freely unleash their desires.
Yu Heng understood this feeling all too well.
He went through a similar phase in his past life.
It looks like it has everything, but inside it's eerily empty.
……
At 5:00 PM sharp, Qin Ya's live stream ended on time.
Qin Ya walked into the living room, plopped down on the single sofa next to Yu Heng, and put her legs up on the coffee table.
"I'm exhausted." Qin Ya let out a long sigh. "My mom said she'd pick me up at five, she should be here soon."
Yu Heng glanced at her: "Isn't it already five o'clock?"
Qin Ya leaned closer and whispered, "Aren't you planning to contact her first?"
"Looking for what?" Yu Heng looked up. "She blocked me, how could I possibly find her?"
"Why don't you go to her school?" Qin Ya rolled her eyes. "She definitely has to go to work tomorrow."
"And then?" Yu Heng raised an eyebrow. "I went to her office and told her, 'Counselor, could you unblock me on WeChat?'"
Qin Ya was taken aback, then pouted, "You can't just stay like this, can you? I'm starting to feel uncomfortable."
Yu Heng didn't say anything.
Qin Ya's phone vibrated. She took it out, looked at it, and said, "My mom is at the door. She just texted me to come out."
She stood up and started putting on her coat.
"I'll see you off." Yu Heng also stood up.
"No need, no need," Qin Ya waved her hand. "I can go out by myself."
"Let's go!" Yu Heng had already reached the entryway and started changing his shoes. "I'll see you out!"
"Oh~" Qin Ya's eyes lit up, and she quickly followed, "Hehe, you have to give me a ride!"
The two walked out of the villa one after the other.
It was already getting a bit dark around 5 p.m.
The streetlights weren't on yet, but Qin Lu's car was parked on the side of the road with the driver's side window rolled down halfway.
She turned her head to the side, her gaze fixed on the phone screen, her finger tracing names on the screen as if she were looking at some message.
When Yu Heng walked to the car, Qin Lu's fingers paused, but she didn't look up.
"Counselor," Yu Heng said, his voice neither too loud nor too soft.
Qin Lu then raised her head, her face expressionless, and she didn't even respond. She simply looked at Qin Ya and said, "Get in the car."
Qin Ya opened the car door, climbed into the passenger seat, and fastened her seatbelt.
She glanced at Yu Heng through the car window, then at her own mother, and muttered to herself.
These two, one pretending not to know each other, the other completely indifferent, who are they putting on an act for?
Yu Heng stood by the car, his hands in his hoodie pockets, looking at Qin Lu.
Qin Lu was actually nervous; she pursed her lips into a straight line, a habitual gesture she made to conceal her emotions.
But she wouldn't look at him, and the car window began to slowly roll up.
Yu Heng raised his eyebrows, trying to see if she was wearing stockings today, but it wasn't very clear from this angle.
They must have worn it?