Chapter 171 Refuse Love
The body lotion in Jane's palms had become warm because of the rubbing, and she spread it on Ellie's smooth back. Even the rose also felt fine and smooth, bearing no trace of the scar. Thirteen years had gone. As time passed, the wounds that the naked eyes could see had disappeared without even leaving any traces on the body, but the wounds in the heart would always stay.
Jane still remembered why Ellie had wanted a tattoo. When she was young, once she saw Ellie's scar, she would be depressed. She just thought she was depressed, but in Ellie's eyes, her expression was almost sinister and vicious, seeming that she wanted the man in prison to die an unnatural death.
That was a powerful paranoia. It is just like she held a knife to cut the man. The first cut could be that she was forced, and the second might be that she had no choice but to do it, but the third, fourth… must have been done out of her innate ruthlessness.
Jane had experienced a lot at a very young age, so she could never be as mentally healthy as an ordinary child. Ellie knew it, so she, who was so afraid of pain, went to a tattoo shop to make a beautiful rose tattoo to cover the scar. When she came back, she showed it off in front of Jane by saying, "Jane, come and see if it is beautiful?"
Wearing a long face, Jane refused to talk. "Ellie, you're fooling yourself. Can you take it as something that has never happened after covering the scar up?" she thought.
Ellie said, "Actually, I've wanted to get a tattoo for a long time. It looks so beautiful to wear a slip dress in summer with it, doesn't it? This can be a blessing in disguise."
She had always been like this-optimistic. Sometimes she was so naive that Jane could not bear it.
When the body lotion had been spread all over her aunt's back, Jane took out a piece of tissue to clean her hands and casually said, "Your tattoo's color seems to have lightened. Do you want to make its color deep again?"
Ellie was spreading lotion on her thighs. Hearing that, she immediately answered, "I won't do it. It hurts so much."
But Jane said sarcastically, "It'll look more beautiful."
Ellie explained, "As long as it is on me, it is beautiful even if it turns pink. Why do I have to suffer one more time?"
Jane curled up her lips and said, "Fortunately, there are many different colors of roses. No matter how much the color has faded, the rose won't be out of date."
Ellie said, "It is better to turn pink. Then I'll think of it as a peach blossom."
Jane began to fold her arms to squint at her. "Peach blossom? You haven't directly answered the question I asked earlier? You already have a boyfriend?"
Ellie said, "Before you interrogate me, I want to ask you about something. I'm not worried about your work, but how is your love life going?"
Jane answered calmly, "The same as my breasts. Nothing has improved."
Ellie turned to Jane and said with dislike in her eyes, "How could you have the guts to say that? You're already twenty-five, but you haven't had a date."
Jane answered with the words she had used before, "Why do I have to enter a relationship?"
Ellie arched her brows and said, "Why not enter a relationship? Could you find any normal person who won't fall in love?"
Jane said calmly, "Why do I have to date anyone at the age of developing my career? And I have no one on my mind."
Ellie picked up a throw pillow, put it behind her, and sat down in the same sitting position and with the same arm-folding style as Jane. "Then we have to spout the same old platitudes. Your mate selection criteria is too unrealistic. You're not trying to get a boyfriend. You're trying to get a god. But even a fairy won't have such a high criteria. And the truth is: no one is perfect."
Jane suddenly fixed her eyes on Ellie and said, "I'm a fairy! Why can't I get a god?"
Ellie fell silent, looking at Jane without blinking. This look made Jane feel ashamed, so she coughed and said, "You have no sense of humor."
Ellie asked, "I'm also a fairy, but I'm still a mundane being who has to feed on grain, am I not?"
Jane curled up her lips and turned her head away. Anyway, two fairies shouldn't see each other.
Rarely, Ellie persuaded Jane seriously, "You're already twenty-five, not fifteen anymore. If I don't persuade you to date a man, I'm afraid you might only have to do it when you're old. If that happens, how could I, your elder, bear to see you live a lonely life until you die?"
Seeming to remember something, Jane turned to Ellie and said with joy in her eyes, "Little aunt, go get married and bear children! Then I'll take care of your child. Although your child is my cousin, he will be more than twenty years younger than me. I'll raise him like my own. Then I'll have a child, and everyone will be happy."
Ellie became unhappy. "How could everyone be happy? Do you think I am happy?"
Jane nodded quickly and repetitively. Staring at her, Ellie sighed, "Jane, you haven't tried to open your heart to accept a man, so how could you know there is no one in the world who can make you feel safe?"
She suddenly became very serious, but Jane argued, "Aaron and Jennifer are both good brothers. I also have other friends working in other places. In my life, I have a couple of confidants and a few family members, that's good. I don't have to love someone, do I?"
With grief in the depths of her eyes, Ellie said softly, "If your mother were alive, she would want you to have a few serious dates. Once she said, 'A woman doesn't have to get married, but she can't live a life without love.'"
Jane raised the corner of her mouth a bit, not to ridicule, but to sigh, "My mother and father fell in love with each other for the first time, then they married, right? But look at the result!"
Ellie looked even sadder. "Don't make a rare case a universal phenomenon! There are many happy relationships and marriages."
Jane said indifferently, "A few of your friends are the opposite of what you say. One's husband cheated on her, and they got divorced, one's husband took away the money and ran away, one fought her husband's mistresses a lot of times, and another one cheated on her husband, making him a cuckold."
Ellie's voice got stuck in her throat, and Jane looked sideways at her. "Only you are the most miserable one. I've been a burden for you over the years. You're obviously a fairy, but you are not married yet."
Jane was saying she was so sorry in a joking manner. When she became a twenty-five-year-old grown woman from a six-year-old girl, Ellie had turned thirty-seven from eighteen. Although she still looked young, Ellie had spent all her youth raising and taking care of her in the past years.
The breakup of a family would drag down two families and many numerous people.
Ellie's eyes instantly turned red, and she held Jane in her arms. Resting her chin on Jane's shoulder and suppressing her emotions, she said, "Who said you dragged me down? Many times, you took care of me these years, didn't you? When she was still alive, your grandma or my mother, always said my life was hopeless. I was incapable, I had no perseverance, and I didn't take responsibility, so I was doomed to achieve nothing. But God favored me. He brought you to me. Look at me now. I'm a boss with hundreds of thousands of dollars a year. Do you think this is good or not? I raise hundreds of people and their families. If it had not been for you, I would not have been a better self. Thank you, Jane."
Jane held Ellie in her arms, but it was so hard for her to shed tears. With limpid eyes, she said with a smile, "It's always very hard for a fairy to get a boyfriend, and you're also so rich. You must sharpen your eyes and get a very good husband. Otherwise, we'll suffer losses."
Ellie almost blurted out that now she actually had a very good boyfriend. Yet, after thinking for a moment, she held it back. After all, if she heard that she and the man had been together only a short time and that she also wanted to marry him, Jane would again nag she was not sensible.
They two chatted in the living room. During their chat, Jane's phone rang, and Jane picked it up. Seeing the caller ID, she immediately went to her bedroom to answer the call.
"Hello, Mr. Smith."
"I've told Justin you won't give him lessons these days. Before you're done with what you do, you don't have to contact him."
Jane asked, "Thank you, Mr. Smith. Um, it was you who paid the bill for me today, right?"
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing… I just feel so uneasy about it. Thank you."
"Thank your little aunt for her cake."
"My little aunt says she will make another one tomorrow. I'll express it to your home."
"Okay."
"... Then, goodbye."
Edward hung up. Now it was not 12 a.m. yet. He had wanted to say "happy birthday" to her, but he could not let it out no matter how hard he tried. It had felt a little strange.