Chapter 186 A Date with Bellinda (4)
Bellinda knew how to enjoy herself. After finishing her work in the studio, she took Della to have a hydrotherapy session, which made Della feel light and airy. They didn't go back through the Floo Network until nine o'clock.
I have to find time to take the Apparition test, Della thought as she queued up with Belinda to buy Floo powder.
"Boys are really boring. They just stare at me and laugh stupidly."
As soon as she stepped out of the fireplace connected to the Floo Network, Della heard a slightly hoarse and sexy female voice. She looked over subconsciously and saw Fleur Delacour, who was as famous as Belinda in Beauxbatons, among a group of girls for the first time.
However, for Furong, who had a waterfall of silver hair, Della could easily categorize her beauty as dreamy, quite dreamy, and with the same otherworldly beauty as Belinda.
"Oh hey! Beautiful girls!" Furong also saw them. She blinked and waved to Belinda, looking very surprised. "Did you have fun out today?"
"Hello to you too, my beauty~" Belinda raised her hand full of shopping bags and waved at Furong, "Just look at my spoils and you'll know how happy I am."
"Oh, I really envy you. I can only find time to go out because my family makes me choose too many courses." Furong said, looking at Della beside her with her green eyes shining with silver light.
"Della Riddle, Bellinda's roommate." Della and Fleur nodded slightly and gave their names with a smile.
"Riddle!" called a delicate-looking blonde girl behind Fleur, and everyone saw her wrinkle her nose in disgust.
Della also looked at the girl, just staring at her, without even letting go of the polite smile on her face, but it made the girls present feel an indescribable sense of oppression, "Excuse me, is there any problem with my name?"
As she spoke, Della took a step forward, but just as she took half a step, the blonde girl shouted "I'm sorry" with a look of fear on her face and staggered out.
"I apologize to you on behalf of Carly, Riddle." Fleur frowned and glanced at her friend's embarrassed back, then turned and said sincerely to Della.
"It's okay." Della still smiled and nodded at her.
"Oh, dear," Belinda looked at Fleur, and then at the group of girls behind her who were still a little pale, "as expected, you are always the most elegant and bold one."
"You are always the most versatile and considerate one." Furong looked at Belinda and smiled again. They chatted for a few sentences. If it weren't for the unhappy faces of several friends behind them, they might have chatted for a while longer. In any case, Furong ended the conversation first, apologized to Della again, and led the sisters away.
Belinda and Della stayed by the fireplace for a while, and when they thought they would not meet each other, they started to go out.
"Who do you think is prettier, me or Furong?" After taking two steps, Belinda blinked and asked Della.
"More?" Della hadn't really thought about it. Her first thought was that both of them were beautiful, and her second thought was that Belinda wouldn't ask such a question. "Do you care about the answer?"
"So I like you," Della's answer was the best answer in Belinda's mind. She chuckled twice, "You neither try to please me nor judge me from a superior position."
"Condescending?" Della thought the word was unreasonable. "Who can comment on you in a condescending way?"
"Someone who is destined not to get us," Belinda raised her tone and rolled her eyes slightly. "Of course, even if it is someone who can get me, I will throw him away because of his self-righteousness."
"That's a great idea," Della agreed. As she responded, she thought of the magazine she had read in the afternoon. She had the urge to ask directly, but she managed to suppress the impulse, but Belinda brought it up herself.
"You saw that magazine this afternoon, right? What do you think of me?" Belinda looked at Della with a faint smile on her face, but with the same sense of oppression as Della just now.
"......" Della didn't react. She stopped and looked at Belinda with her eyes slightly widened. After several seconds, she slowly said, "I am indeed curious, but you mentioned your mother when we first met. I don't think you ever intended to hide this."
"If you don't care whether I know about this or not, then my thoughts are meaningless to you," Della's answer still didn't count as an answer, "After all, you don't need to understand or agree."
"Yes, that is also a kind of self-righteousness to me, even more self-righteous than verbal abuse. It completely puts Belinda in a position where they think they need to rely on her." Belinda's eyes moved away from Della's face and glanced at the dormitory building that they could see from a distance, "and Belinda doesn't need anything."
She said lightly, then slowly turned to look at Della, "You don't need anything either, right?"
Della's eyes moved and she blinked, "We don't need it, but we will get it ourselves", she and Belinda looked at each other and they both smiled.
Illegitimate daughters and daughters of criminals, in the eyes of outsiders, may be born with sins, moral sins, fatal sins, but they should not be born wrong. Children never come into this world voluntarily, nor should they accept everything the world wants them to accept.
Bellinda and Della, they don't need other people's understanding, nor do they need each other's recognition. They talked about this just because two of their kind happened to meet and wanted to confirm it.
The last self-righteous guy who understood, identified with, and showed obvious affection for Belinda was ruthlessly abandoned.
Zhou Yushi pursed his lips and leaned his strong body against the tree. He eavesdropped on the conversation between Belinda and Della in an inglorious way. When he heard the footsteps of the two people fading away, he glanced at Belinda's back.
It was not his intention to eavesdrop. Zhou Yushi had been waiting on this road leading back to Linglan Garden since seven o'clock. He knew that Belinda was single now and he also knew her shopping habits. He originally wanted to use the excuse of helping the two ladies carry things to gain popularity in front of Belinda.
But before he walked out, Bellinda and Della began their uninterrupted conversation, and for the first time Zhou Yushi clearly realized why he was dumped.
"How self-righteous you are..." Zhou Yushi repeated what Bellinda had just said and subconsciously searched the pocket where he always kept something.
A year and a half ago, he once advised Belinda to give up her modeling career, and Belinda immediately ended their six-month relationship.
Bellinda's modeling career has been controversial from the very beginning, as if her talent is no longer a gift from God, but a natural sin.
When they were in love, Bellinda was beautiful, proud, and controversial. Zhou Yushi has always been a man who knows his limits, otherwise his relationship with Bellinda would not have lasted for six months. He knew how to respect and support Bellinda, and also knew how to show his sense of responsibility in front of Bellinda and let Bellinda know that it was Zhou Yushi who was in love with her.
So Zhou Yushi never talked to Belinda about those unpleasant comments. He only helped her massage her stiff legs after the catwalk and shared with her the photos she was satisfied with. Until one time when he went to see Belinda work, someone gave Bellinda a role invitation in front of him.
A fairly famous director invited Belinda to play a beautiful mistress.
Invite a controversial illegitimate daughter to...
Belinda refused. Zhou Yushi glared at the man and tore up the contract. Then he talked about Bellinda's work for the first time and said a lot of things that he thought made sense. The first thing he said was to ask her to give up her modeling career.
Belinda dumped him immediately, and Zhou Yushi was angry for a while. But when he realized he couldn't let Bellinda go, he went back to her, but they just became friends again.
But it was not until now that Zhou Yushi realized that he deserved it. What Bellinda rejected was not his proposal, but his coercion in the name of love.