Zheng Pianqing looked at the messy and abstract painting in front of her, leaned on the chair and let out a long breath.
After venting, I felt much more relaxed.
"Venting" is something Zheng Pianqing has only tried to learn in recent months. Probably because she has been taught "restraint" since she was a child. She has always believed that a mature person should be able to suppress some negative emotions and vent them. It sounds like a very negative word. Ever since she was a child, she has seldom used it as a way to deal with emotions.
But the counselor asked her to try to vent. Venting her emotions is not necessarily the only way to hurt others. Under the counselor's advice, Zheng Pianqing began to explore new paths. Soon she discovered that randomly applying paint on paper can help Let her vent, and after going through this process, her thoughts will gradually calm down.
Zheng Pianqian put her hand on her chest and clearly felt that her heart rate had slowed down a lot. After calming down, she accepted the reality that her situation would come back again and again, even if she had never experienced this before. People who have experienced it cannot guarantee that they will never be affected by anything.
With this thought, her self-condemnation for having negative emotions gradually dissipated.
At this time, someone knocked on the door again outside the studio.
Zheng Pianqing responded and looked over. The person coming was Zhou Yi. After he approached, his attention was attracted by the abstract painting with messy brushstrokes and jumping colors on the easel.
After staring for a few seconds, you can feel the irritability and anxiety of the creator. Zhou Yi also understood why Zheng Pianqing was rubbing her forehead frequently before.
"Are you feeling better now?" Zhou Yi returned his gaze to Zheng Pianqing.
Zheng Pianqian said "Oh" and when she wanted to speak, she found that her mouth was a little dry and she licked her lips instinctively.
Zhou Yi noticed this detail and immediately said, "I'll get you a bottle of water."
"Wait a minute." Zheng Pianqing interrupted him, "I don't want to drink water. Ask Emily to buy ice cream for me. She knows which one."
Zhou Yi: "Okay."
Although he promised like this, Zhou Yi did not actually go to find Emily. He knew the ice cream shop Zheng Pianqing mentioned, and it seemed that it was less than a kilometer away from the studio.
It's not far, but it's the hot season, so there will be more people queuing up. When Zhou Yi came this time, there were more than a dozen people in line in front of him, and it took almost 20 minutes before it was his turn.
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Zheng Pianqing knew what was going on when she saw Zhou Yi appearing in front of her with ice cream.
In an instant, Zhou Yi had already walked up to her with the box. He bought the largest portion, which contained four flavors, all of which she liked.
"It hasn't melted yet, eat it quickly." Zhou Yi handed the spoon to her, "I bought it in the store and it's been sterilized."
Zheng Pianqing looked at the stainless steel ice cream scoop in her hand, and then at the slight sweat on Zhou Yi's forehead. Her thoughts were in a trance, and her memories were flowing, as if she had returned to her early twenties.
At that time, Zhou Yi would queue up to buy her milk tea, and would also remember that she did not use disposable tableware, and would buy tableware from the store while helping her buy food - this happened so frequently that she did not need to be reminded at all. , Zhou Yi will remember it every time.
Zheng Pianqing was surprised that after so many years, he still remembered this habit.
Zheng Pianqian stared at the little spoon and said nothing for a long time. Zhou Yi waved his hand in front of her eyes, "What's wrong?"
After Zheng Pianqing reacted, she shook her head, took the spoon from his hand, and sat at the table with the ice cream in her hands. Zhou Yi also naturally sat opposite her. He took out a wet wipe and wiped it. Take the sweat off your head.
Zheng Pianqing noticed this action and asked casually: "Are there many people queuing up?"
Zhou Yi threw the wet wipes into the wastebasket at his feet and smiled, "It's okay."
Zheng Pianqing: "Thank you."
Zhou Yi: "Do you like the taste? I remember you like vanilla and pistachio."
Zheng Pianqian paused slightly while holding the spoon, "Why do you remember it?"
Zhou Yi smiled and asked, "Is it so unexpected?"
Zheng Pianqing: "It just feels like it's been a long time. You have a really good memory."
"Maybe." Zhou Yi said, "Actually, I was quite surprised. I didn't expect to remember it so clearly. For example, you don't use disposable tableware. I only realized it when I bought a spoon from the clerk just now. It turns out that this has become a It’s my muscle memory.”
Zheng Pianqing took a mouthful of ice cream and said, "Then you should have quite a lot of muscle memory."
Zhou Yi immediately understood what Zheng Pianqing meant. He did not deny it, but said: "Although I have a good memory, I can't remember every little habit of my girlfriend that I have talked with. Then my mind is too tired." .”
Zheng Pianqing was not very disgusted after hearing these words, and even smiled slightly. She herself felt quite surprised by such a reaction. If she remembered correctly, this should be the first time she had such a peaceful relationship with Zhou Yi. Talk about his emotional experiences.
Zhou Yi didn't expect Zheng Pianqing to laugh, and there was no irony in her smile. He stared at her for a while before saying, "I didn't expect us to make such a joke."
Zheng Pianqing: "Don't you and your friends make jokes like this?"
Zhou Yi: "It's a meeting, I like it very much."
He has never been shy about expressing his feelings in words, "I'm also very happy that you are still willing to treat me as a friend and get along with me, really."
Zheng Pianqian didn't know how to answer this sentence, so she nodded gently, then lowered her head and continued eating ice cream.
Zhou Yi could clearly feel that Zheng Pianqian's attitude towards him today was not as alienated as usual, so he took the opportunity to chat with her about other topics, "I think you seem to have changed a lot in the past few months, and I mean in a good direction." Change."
Zheng Pianqing: "Is it obvious?"
Zhou Yi nodded without hesitation, "It's very obvious, so I'm curious."
Zheng Pianqing: "You should have guessed it."
Zhou Yi had speculated about this matter before, but it involved privacy, so he couldn't ask rashly. Now that Zheng Pianqing took the initiative to bring it up, he could follow up: "Did you go to see a psychiatrist on those weekends before? ?”
Zheng Pianqing said "Yeah", "I don't want my emotions to affect Sansan. She was already scared by me last time."
Zhou Yi: "Last time?"
Zheng Pianqing: "The time I confiscated her cell phone."
Thinking of that incident, Zhou Yi's expression became a little complicated. He wanted to apologize, but he felt that nothing he could say at this time was redundant.
Zheng Pianqing seemed to see through his thoughts, and followed behind and said, "You don't need to explain this matter. Now we have found a suitable solution."
"I understand." Zhou Yi nodded, "You are doing this all for San San."
"Not entirely." Zheng Pianqing denied this statement, "It's also for myself."
Zhou Yi quickly realized the meaning of the second half of the sentence, which was stuck in his throat.
She meant that she would never be affected emotionally by him again.
