My Boyfriend - Past or Now

Quarrel

Cici soon settled into the flower store Jaen had arranged. There was a small abandoned room in the back of the florist's store, and with the owner's permission, she simply set it up as a bedroom. She learned to take care of the flowers and plants with the owner, and in her free time, she would also learn to arrange flowers.

Little Cici occasionally came back to her, and every time she cried and cried. Sometimes it was because Eric didn't notice she hadn't eaten lunch, sometimes it was because Eric was too late for a dinner party, and more often than not it was something too trivial even for her to remember. More times than not, even Cici herself felt annoyed. She could only see one word from Cici: unrepentant. Instead, Jaen came every day, sometimes bringing some food, and sometimes taking her out to eat. After a few visits, he began to dislike her room without heating, and regardless of her wishes to move their unused appliances and furniture to the room every now and then, surprisingly also her empty room decorated like that.

Jaen would occasionally talk to her about her return to this world and ask her about the year before she came back. They also talked about the various possibilities of how to get her back. However, Cici gradually accepted this life and lived it one day at a time. She doesn't know when she will suddenly go back to the past like she did when she arrived, or when she might suddenly disappear from this world. There is nothing wrong with this now, since you are alive, you always have to live.

The business of the flower store has always been good, and during holidays it is so busy that there is no time to sit down and drink tea. One day Cici busy morning just sat down to drink water, little Cici holding his breath and pushed the door in.

She put down her cup.

"Quarrel." Little Cici walked straight to her, picked up the cup and took a large sip: "Yesterday all night did not come back, only arrived home this afternoon."

"Asked why?"

"Asked, did not answer."

Cici frowned: "There must be some reason."

"They did not call you for dinner?"

"Socializing." She impatiently circled around Cici's room, "Didn't return all night,"

"He's not that kind of person." Cici coldly interrupted her: "He did not answer you, and then?"

"Well ...... got into a fight ......"

"Cici！ "Cici couldn't help but sneer: "How many times have I told you? Is Eric a frequent sleepless night person? If last night was a social occasion, did you ask him if he had drunk too much? Or did you care if he was uncomfortable somewhere?"

Little Cici was so admonished that she didn't dare to speak.

Cici sighed: "So what is Eric doing now?"

"I'm not even finished being angry, and he's gone to bed!"

Cici heard her words full of aggression, shook his head: "You still do not realize that you are wrong? Why should he have to coax you?"

"But he has always coaxed me!" Little Cici shouted with a stubborn face.

"And how long do you think he's going to coax you? Cici yelled back, the words stuck in her chest and Little Cici's chest at the same time like needles, hurting her so much that she couldn't breathe, and for some reason her eyes quickly filled with tears, glaring at Little Cici with hatred.

"Don't you yell at me!" Little Cici finally couldn't resist: "I waited all night plus all morning! How did Eric respond to me? How did Eric respond to me? I only asked a few questions, I didn't make a fuss! You always want me to endure, I have been obedient to your words in endure. But I put up with it for so long, put up with myself so much that I wanted to cry, and what was the result? The result is that he is not even patient with me as before!"

Cici was so angry that she laughed: "You think I'm hurting you?"

"Who knows if you are."

"What do you mean?"

Little Cici looked straight at her: "When I break up with Eric, won't you be the one who has the chance?"

"Fine! You weren't dumped by Eric too! Who are you to talk about me?"

She finished the call quickly and gave her a hard stare, "Bye!"

And then without looking back, she rushed out towards the door.

Jaen came to see Cici in the evening for a chat. When she entered the room, she felt that the atmosphere was not right, and when she walked in a few steps, she found Cici sitting alone by the window.

The room was so dark, she didn't even turn on the light.

"What's wrong?" He asked, fumbling for a chair and sitting down: "What are you thinking about?"

Cici was silent.

"Who upset our Cici?" He fished out his lighter and lit the scented candle in the middle of the table. The wavering candlelight emitted a faint glow, and the orange light made Jaen's smiling face unusually gentle: "The one who upset our Cici must be a bad person."

"It's myself."

Jaen reacted almost at first: "Little Cici?"

Cici acquiesced.

"Tch." He dragged his chair to sit next to her, "I don't know her well, but every time I hear you talk about her, I can't imagine that was you a year ago."

"That's me."

"Totally two people! It might be more convincing to say it's your twin."

Cici laughed miserably, "I can't believe it's me either."

"Didn't eat dinner, did you?" Jaen dug into his pocket, "I still have 50 bucks, want to go get a bowl of noodles?"

"Why don't you have any money?"

Jaen laughed: "You still care about my business, don't you? I'm just kidding!"

"Boring."

Jaen pursed his lips and laughed, not retorting.

" Jean." spoke up in the darkness, Cici.

"Hmm?"

"I fell out with Cici. She probably won't even come back later."

Jaen hadn't expected this in any way.

"We discussed what the purpose of my return was." Cici continued, "It was supposed to be for me to come back to correct my past self and salvage my relationship with Eric. However, I can't do it. This kind of me, even I can not endure myself for a month, Eric surprisingly endured for more than ten years."

This morning, she had some free time, and she sat in the new flower arrangement as usual. The freshly brewed rose tea was still steaming on the glass coffee table, and if there was any music, it was scattered in the crisp sunlight around the fragrance of the flowers. Little Cici rushed in the door at this time, face is black piece of white piece of makeup after crying.

Cici was surprised when she put down the star in her hand and stood up.

Little Cici's hair was draped, her expression eager and bewildered: "Eric ...... and I may have to end."

Cici slightly stunned: "What's wrong?"

"Eric last night ......" Little Cici apparently cried for a long time, and even his breath could not be rationalized: "He snapped at me ...... he warned me ......"

The images of memories instantly scrolled page by page into the mind, Cici heard little Cici then said, "I ...... tore up his design ......"

"And then what?"

"I felt scared and didn't know what to do, so I ran out to find you ......"

Cici frowned, but laughed out loud, "What's the use of looking for me? How many of my words have you heard?"

Little Cici did not expect Cici would answer like this, his face instantly pale.

"What should I do?"

Cici stood silently in place, looking at her coldly.

The atmosphere was condensed.

"Cici look I brought you ......" Jaen's voice came from outside the door, abruptly stopping three steps behind little Cici: "Crap?!"

Two Cici turned back at the same time, one full of stains full of surprise, the other still expressionless, even the temperature in the eyes did not change.

"I ......" little Cici panic wipe face.

Cici re-sit.

However Jaen blinked several times and looked directly at Cici: "What's going on?"

Cici was stunned: "You can still see me?"

Jaen nodded her head.

She reached out and pointed to little Cici: "What about her?"

"Saw her too." He looked to little Cici: "Do you want to go wash your face first?"

The three people who were so shocked that they couldn't speak took a long time to slow down, and Jaen looked at little Cici who had cleaned her face, and then at Cici who seemed to be in a bad mood for some reason: "Little Cici, you look exactly like Cici when you're clean."

Little Cici was so full of heart that she was not in the mood to argue with him, but she still couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Now that I can see both of you at the same time, could it be because Cici has been in this world for so long that she's become a separate personality?" Jaen smiled good-naturedly and said what he had been considering for a long time.

Cici looked up in confusion, "Independent personalities?"

"I mean maybe you're not one person anymore, you became another person."

"Another person?"

Jaen nodded, thinking it was a happy realization to be made. He wasn't unaware of Cici's constant worries, even some self-loathing. Those words like superfluous, ridiculous existence, he had heard from her too many times. cici just subconsciously believed that she was an alien who shouldn't exist, that she might disappear quietly at some point.

Yet the blood faded from Cici's face in an instant: "And who am I?"

Jaen was stunned to hear her continue, "If I'm not Cici, then who am I?"

"No ......" he hurriedly explained, "I mean, you can start your new life in peace ...... "

"A new life?" Cici interrupted him, her eyes full of bewilderment, but she couldn't help but laugh: "Where do you want me to start?"