I Want to be Alone, Beautifully

"Who is Shen Yelan?"

Xu Jiao was half-true and half-false sleepy, her body was still exhausted after messing around, but her mind was already tense. The temptation just now, no matter in terms of the naturalness of her tone or her body movements, , there are almost no flaws.

However, Feng Qingyu suddenly woke up——

Even when he asked this sentence, there was an astonishing persistence in his eyes.

Xu Jiao woke up leisurely, pretending that she hadn't reacted to anything, she already had some calculations in her heart, just now the two of them came out in a state of extreme joy, it should be the most relaxing moment, not to mention that today's performance should be enough to make Feng Qingyu convinced herself, so her response at this time was also the most authentic.

Now Xu Jiao can rest assured that the consciousness of the heroines in the last two worlds has not affected Feng Qingyu.

What the other party said when he was pursuing him before was just a well-timed accident.

She opened her eyes, the black eyes were still a bit hazy, and her voice was hoarse: "Huh?"

Xu Jiao said, "What are you talking about?"

Feng Qingyu locked her gaze tightly, no matter how innocent she acted, she did not believe this man's words.

Today is her birthday, and it is also the best day that Xu Jiao has treated her for so long. She has given her a lot of gifts, making her heart warm even in her sleep. Difficult to be copied.

now……

She just felt that someone had poured cold water on her head.

Those hot and fiery iron plates, as if being washed by cold water, made a sizzling sound, and after that burst of boiling movement, they all disappeared and fell silent.

Whether Xu Jiao made a slip of the tongue or something else, Feng Qingyu couldn't sleep anymore.

Who is this person named Shen Yelan?

man or woman?

A or B?

Why did Xu Jiao call out this person's name on the bed?

Have they ever shared a bed?

… Otherwise, how would he explain the intimacy in her actions just now, the unguardedness, even touching her naturally, asking her to sleep a little more beside him, as if Xu Jiao had slept with that person many times before.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyu felt a soreness in her nose, and it seemed that the beating in her chest was no longer a heart, but a fresh lemon. With every squeeze of her pulse, those extremely sour The sap was squeezed into the limbs and bones.

Every cell is clamoring for jealousy.

She is eager to know the story behind this name, to be precise, it is the story that this name once had with Xu Jiao - what was buried in the time she did not participate in?

Xu Jiao didn't wait for Feng Qingyu's answer for a long time, and closed her eyes again, as if preparing to continue to sleep.

However, Feng Qingyu pushed her shoulder and shook her awake.

Xu Jiao has set up so many serial schemes, but she has never found out the flaws of this person, and now she is a little tired, her eyelids are about to close, and she is looking at Feng Qingyu sleepily.

Feng Qingyu's eyes now are not as affectionate as in the past. If I have to describe them, those eyes at this moment are no longer the pleasant sparkling sea with small waves rolling in on a sunny day, but are covered by dark clouds. Yes, it calmed down for no reason, but it made people vaguely guess that there would be a big storm in the future.

Very heavy, no light.

Her tone was not turbulent, she just asked: "You called me Shen Yelan just now, I just wanted to ask, who is this person? Is it your former lover?"

Seeing that she insisted on asking, Xu Jiao also recalled her getting along with Shen Yelan, and after a while, she said softly, "It's sort of."

She and Shen Yelan...

In fact, it's quite endless.

Are the intern couples of that week considered real couples?

Thinking about it now, Xu Jiao couldn't figure out the answer herself, so even her words were so ambiguous.

But Feng Qingyu only felt suffocated for a while, because of Xu Jiao's attitude, she suddenly felt that she was very wrong——

Will this person really be moved by himself?

Does she really like herself?

Thinking of today's gifts and the performance of the other party, Feng Qingyu suddenly didn't dare to confirm this matter, she only took a breath slowly, trying to suppress the sadness in her heart, but her eyes were uncontrollably There was a burst of humidity and heat.

After a long time, seeing that Xu Jiao was about to fall asleep again, Feng Qingyu exhaled the air in her lungs tremblingly, her voice was extraordinarily calm in this room, as if she had not been affected by anything.

"Jiaojiao."

She tried hard to control her voice not to tremble: "I haven't asked you this question for a long time, don't lie to me, answer this question before going to bed, okay?"

Xu Jiaozhong opened her eyes and looked at her again. There was nothing wrong with Feng Qingyu's performance, but she could see through the man's strong support at a glance, like a tall building that was crumbling in the wind and rain. One hit, and it will collapse completely.

An inexplicable thought entered her mind, and Xu Jiao couldn't help but think:

Is Feng Qingyu's sadness unwilling to cover up, or is it impossible to cover up?

Immediately afterwards, she heard the other party ask: "Today...do you like me?"

Xu Jiao was silent for two seconds. She was originally a disdainful character to lie, but now seeing Feng Qingyu in such a sad state, but holding back her tears, she had an impulse for no reason.

An urge to lie.

"Some lies are good intentions, Jiaojiao, everything in this world is not black and white." That person once taught her this way.

At that time, she said: "But lying itself is a bad thing. Can you get a good result by taking bad things as a premise?"

just now.

Xu Jiao moved her lips. According to her original idea, no matter whether today's temptation is successful or not, she is going to entangle with Feng Qingyu in this world to the end.

If Feng Qingyu really shares the same soul as Shen Yelan and Xia Jingzhe, then she must investigate the reason to the end.

If not, then her actions are equivalent to inflicting harm on Feng Qingyu's birthday. No matter what Feng Qingyu asks, she is willing to make compensation, and through the summary of these worlds, she knows that the heroine treats her There will be obsessions, so Feng Qingyu's request is nothing more than letting Xu Jiao stay with her.

Xu Jiao is willing to turn on the aura of acting in her whole life, and accompany Feng Qingyu to perform this perfect show.

Although Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water are dreams, if this illusion is never broken, it will be no different from reality.

and……

In this way, the result of HE should also be obtained, which can be called killing two birds with one stone, and both she and Feng Qingyu can get what they want.

……

Xu Jiao's words haven't come out yet——

"Okay," Feng Qingyu interrupted her suddenly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was holding back tears, she said, "Enough, I know."

In Xu Jiao's quiet appearance, Feng Qingyu couldn't hold back, and asked a second question: "From before to now... have you ever liked me, even for a second?"

Xu Jiao blinked slowly.

This silence, stopped for too long.

Feng Qingyu's tears finally fell, silently rolled across the corners of her eyes, sank into the pillow fabric beside her face, and two small flowers bloomed, but her lips were curled up, as if laughing at her self-deception and innocence.

She didn't look at Xu Jiao again, as if she was afraid of seeing her heart broken into pieces through her eyes. The long black eyelashes were glued together, and they were a little brighter because of the mist in her eyes.

Feng Qingyu's voice trembled uncontrollably.

"Since you don't like me..."

She said: "Why do you give me so many gifts and ask me if I like it?"

Thinking back now, Feng Qingyu only feels that every sweet word of liking at that time has now become a knife, stabbing her heart one after another.

Poked her full of holes.

His body was bruised and bruised.

Xu Jiao didn't answer, since Feng Qingyu was not what she guessed, speaking these words would only hurt this person more.

But Feng Qingyu seemed to understand something from her silence——

She nodded slightly, quickly raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, and wiped away the overflowing trace, then looked up at the lamp on the ceiling, obviously only the warm lamp on the bedside table was on now, but her world , at this moment, just like the wall lamp on the ceiling, the light was extinguished.

Feng Qingyu insisted on asking cruelly: "You...those gifts are actually not bought for me, right?"

"Xu Jiao, who do you think I'm a substitute for?"

The two were clearly lying on the same bed in an intimate manner, and even not long ago they were still lingering on the soft quilt, doing the most intimate things between lovers, even their souls seemed to melt together.

But now...

Feng Qingyu realized that she had never really understood this person.

Xu Jiao never spoke.

Feng Qingyu suddenly made a movement, she got up from the bed, straightened her clothes, picked up the pillow and went to the bed, walked two steps, she stopped again, turned her back to the direction of the bed, said suddenly :

"You always wanted to divorce me, didn't you?"

"After the filming of "The Willow in the Palace Wall" is finished, it should be almost done. I will ask a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement tomorrow. I will share half of all my property with you. I will send you the agreement in a few days. If you If there is no objection, just sign directly when the time comes.”

Xu Jiao turned around and looked in the direction she was leaving.

Just as Feng Qingyu unscrewed the door, she suddenly said, "Feng Qingyu."

Feng Qingyu's movements paused, and she tilted her head slightly, as if waiting for her to say something, but her fingertips were already turning white while holding the doorknob, she thought, as long as Xu Jiao explained to herself, or told herself , she actually fell in love with herself for a second, then... she still has the courage to try again.

Then cling to her brazenly and pester her until she forgets about those damn white moonlights and accepts herself.

But the next sentence that came from behind was: "This is your room, you don't have to leave, I'll just go back."

After finishing speaking, Xu Jiao lifted the quilt and was about to get up from the bed. Although her waist and legs were still sore, she couldn't see anything on her face, as if she didn't care about this at all, and she was really going to go back like this.

Feng Qingyu heard the movement of the cloth rubbing against each other from behind, she couldn't even say "no need", she unscrewed the door abruptly, and then closed the door behind her backhand after going out.

After entering the guest room and closing the door, Feng Qingyu leaned against the door, tears streaming down like a bank.

The pillow fell from her arms to her feet, and Alpha, who had always been self-sufficient and calm, now lowered his head like a stray dog, his shoulders kept shaking, and his chest cavity seemed to be torn apart by some sharp claw, leaving a big hole. It can no longer be blocked.

After a long time, Feng Qingyu said softly to herself: "...you are really ashamed."

Love is so humble and embarrassing.

There was a piercing coolness from the soles of her feet. After a long time, Feng Qingyu realized that she ran out without even wearing shoes. She was obviously the one who asked for a divorce, but... she was the saddest one.

Because Xu Jiao has no heart.

……

in the master bedroom.

Xu Jiao was still sitting there, looking in the direction of the door. After a while, she asked, "System, what is Feng Qingyu's current data?"

"Under testing—"

"It is detected that the protagonist's affection for you is 100, and the blackening value is 100."

Xu Jiao raised her eyebrows. This data sounds very...familiar.

According to the development of the previous two worlds, when the heroines reach this numerical point, they will inevitably start a series of impossible dramas such as binding, imprisoning and imprisoning her, but...

Feng Qingyu told her to divorce.

Thinking of the blackening value, Xu Jiao couldn't help rubbing her forehead, and finally asked the system for no reason: "What do you think the end of this world will be?"

System: "Are you my real mother, you ask me?"

Xu Jiao smiled, what about her mother, now that the plot has deviated from the original track, how does she know what will happen in the end?

The system heard her slander, and suddenly said: "To a certain extent, the plot has not escaped your control from the beginning to the end."

Xu Jiao: "?" How do you say that?

The system pointed out in a flat tone: "In the first world, Xia Jingzhe's life was saved by the Kunlun faction, and was eventually destroyed by the Kunlun faction. I arranged you into the Kunlun faction to let you change this situation and succeed in HE. As a result... ...In the end, her life was born and died because of you, and you are still a disciple of Kunlun, so in terms of the result, this BE is not much different from the original plot."

"In the second world, the tragedy of Shen Yelan's life originated from her school days. Your identity was arranged to be the school bully of the [-]th Middle School. The original purpose was to erase the shadow of Shen Yelan and make her better from the source. , in the end...you also saw that she also died because of you, and she never forgot the story of her school days in her whole life."

"In this "Starlight", where did Feng Qingyu's tragic life originate? She was regarded as Shangguan Yan's Bai Yueguang's substitute, and her family and career were all affected by Shangguan Yan. Now that you come in, she directly becomes you Bai Yueguang's double, it seems that he can't get out of the double in this life—"

"Look, Xu Jiao, your ability to control the plot makes me feel ashamed. I suspect that our harmonious system can't shake your belief in sticking to the plot."

Xu Jiao: "..."

She reacted for two seconds, realizing that the system was obliquely hurting her.

Before Xu Jiao entered these books, her keyboard and her plots were the beginning of the tragedies of these heroines. After she entered, she directly became the source of the tragedies of these heroines.

She raised her hand to caress her forehead, and said to the system: "Why don't you give me a spoiler right now, what is the punishment in the next world? I feel that this Feng Qingyu has a blackening value of 100, and I can't figure it out. "

The system pretended to be surprised: "There is also a heroine you can't handle?"

Xu Jiao: "When did you become so yin and yang?"

System: "Just now, after you hurt Feng Qingyu, you arrogantly thought that if she wants to be with you, you can use the 'immersive' aura to accompany her to play for the rest of her life—"

System: "I suggest you better not do this."

Xu Jiao put the quilt back on her body. Before going to sleep, she glanced at the completely unlocked bedroom door, stared at the doorknob for a while, and closed her eyes.

Then I chatted with the system in my heart: "Why?"

System: "Because you can't lie to someone who likes you. If she is deceived by you to the end, it can only mean that she is willing to be deceived by you, not that she really can't find the truth."

System: "All the plots you are participating in now will be edited into the content of the book. Do you think this love story full of deceit can be recognized as 'HE' by readers?"

Xu Jiao responded indifferently: "Oh."

After discovering that Feng Qingyu has no connection with the previous two worlds, Xu Jiao is now a little bit less interested in things other than acting, and immediately said: "Whatever."

The system accuses her calmly: "You are so indifferent."

Xu Jiao really felt sleepy this time, she yawned and responded casually: "Yes, I'm indifferent, I'm cruel, I'm heartless, okay?"

The system continued to add: "You don't understand love."

Xu Jiao was in the middle of yawning, when she heard the last sentence, her eyes sparkled. In the end, she just silently raised her hand to turn off the light on the bedside table, wrapped herself up in a ball with the quilt, and then He closed his eyes and responded softly:

"Yes, I don't understand love."

……

The next morning.

Xu Jiao was woken up early by the alarm clock, went out of Feng Qingyu's room, returned to her own room, changed her clothes, put on light makeup, and walked downstairs, just in time to meet Shi Weiya who just got up with her clothes on.

"Jiaojiao..." Shi Weiya looked at the sky outside in astonishment, and then asked her, "Why did you wake up so early?"

Xu Jiao smiled: "Auntie, I have an early scene today, and I have to go to get ready. You don't have to worry about me, go back to sleep."

Shi Weiya was stunned for a second before saying, "What about your breakfast?"

Xu Jiao opened the refrigerator casually, took out a packaged sandwich, and shook her with a smile, "I'll heat this up later and take it on the road to eat."

Seeing her neatly tidying up, Shi Weiya just happened to hear a "ding" from the microwave oven, and couldn't help but said, "Let's heat it up longer, if it's still cold, you'll have a stomachache...does the company have a car to pick you up? Shall I ask the driver to take you there?"

Xu Jiao really doesn't know how to drive, but she has already sent a message to Lina, and pushed Shi Weiya back who was about to take her to the door: "Auntie, you can go back and rest, I have an agent, and the car has already been contacted , don’t worry about me, really.”

Shi Weiya could only suppress the urge to care and watch her leave early in the morning.

When she came back to sleep and woke up again, it was already past seven o'clock, Shi Weiya tidied up, and was about to go out for a walk in the fresh air, to see the sea view, only to see Feng Qingyu coming down from upstairs——

She said spontaneously: "Jiaojiao went to the set very early today, why didn't you find someone to pick her up?"

In Shi Weiya's opinion, Feng Qingyu's birthday yesterday should be very happy. After all, even she can see Xu Jiao's dedication to Qingyu's birthday, so Feng Qingyu should reciprocate. The two of them slept in the same room, Xu Feng Qingyu must have known the movement of Jiao getting up, why didn't she get up and give it away?

This is too bad.

However, the expression on Feng Qingyu's eyes when she raised her eyes was not very good.

She was quiet for a while, then said lightly, "I didn't know she got up."

Then, Feng Qingyu added: "We didn't sleep together last night."

There was obvious surprise on Shi Weiya's face, and she blinked her eyes a lot, as if she didn't realize what was going on, she thought Feng Qingyu had quarreled with Xu Jiao, so she persuaded her: "Yes... did something happen? "

Feng Qingyu couldn't hide the haggardness in her eyes, she looked down at the handrail of the stairs, rubbed the red paint on the handrail twice, and asked suddenly: "Mom, do you think Jiaojiao likes me?"

Shi Weiya didn't know why she asked such a question, so she reflexively said, "Of course, have you forgotten? When you two just got married..."

Feng Qingyu interrupted: "I'm not talking about the past, I'm talking about the recent past."

Shi Weiya didn't dare to answer her question, because Xu Jiao and Feng Qingyu spent more than half of their time on the set in the past few months, and they didn't go home much. From what she saw, Xu Jiao could talk to Feng Qingyu like this on Feng Qingyu's birthday. Heart, what is this not like?

She thought that Feng Qingyu was thinking too much, and subconsciously wanted to persuade her: "Qingyu, sometimes, whether you like it or not depends on your actions. of--"

Feng Qingyu exhaled suddenly.

Obviously she has said such a thing, but the bitterness in her heart has not been reduced by half, which reminds her suddenly of that sentence, there are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life, and those who can tell others are only two out of ten three.

There are some pains that others cannot understand.

No matter how much I say, I can't say enough.

Because no one else can empathize, not even her parents.

Seeing her expression, Shi Weiya suddenly stopped talking, as if she realized that Feng Qingyu's mood was wrong, she changed her voice and whispered: "Qingyu..."

Feng Qingyu turned her eyes away, looking at the crystal chandelier in the hall.

After a while, she dropped her gaze and looked at Shi Weiya on the first floor: "Mom, there is something you may need to prepare mentally in advance—"

Under Shi Weiya's gaze that has not yet reacted, Feng Qingyu said lightly: "When the first anniversary of this marriage, I will agree to a divorce with Xu Jiao."

Shi Weiya: "!"

Her intuition made her want to persuade Feng Qingyu not to be impulsive, but seeing Feng Qingyu's insipidity, she seemed to empathize with the child's heart-wrenching state, and in the end she didn't say anything.

When Feng Qingyu had breakfast, went upstairs to put on makeup again, and went downstairs with her bag, Shi Weiya sat in the living room and asked her back:

"Did Jiaojiao do something bad?"

Feng Qingyu stopped in her tracks, smiled wryly at the door of the villa, and said, "No, Mom, she didn't do anything to apologize to me."

She just doesn't love me.

That's it.

Feng Qingyu took another deep breath, stabilized her emotions, opened the door and went out. Before leaving, a nanny passed by with a broom, ready to sweep the fallen leaves in the yard, and said to her: "Miss Feng, safe journey."

She suddenly turned her head and said: "Today, please tidy up my room and throw away the black dress that I hang in the middle of the closet."

"And the bouquet of roses on the table, don't keep it either."