True and false daughter in love

"Your friend is fine, just put a band-aid on it."

The doctor at the small hospital took a look and said.

Under the white incandescent light, the blood-red wound on Yao Yanyan's snow-white palm became more and more eye-catching, and Cheng Xuan frowned: "Don't you need to disinfect it?"

Seeing Cheng Xuan's heartbroken look, the doctor stood up: "Yes, I'll disinfect her, but such a small wound doesn't need to be bandaged, and it's fine if I don't put anything on it for two days."

After putting on the band-aid, Cheng Xuan went to pay.

After figuring out what she meant, Yao Yanyan hurriedly got up from the chair and chased after her: "No need, I'll pay..."

"Let me pay." Cheng Xuan waved her hand away. Originally, Yao Yanyan was injured because of herself. If Yao Yanyan was asked to pay again, she would feel so uncomfortable that she would not be able to sleep at night.

The two left the small clinic one after the other, Yao Yanyan suddenly remembered something, called Cheng Xuan to stop, and took out the mobile phone from his pocket.

Missed calls from Uncle Zheng filled the screen, and there were still several calls from Yawu.

Yao Yanyan was about to return a call to Uncle Zheng, when suddenly the ringtone rang, and a call came from the contact person, Yao Wu.

Yao Yanyan connected the phone: "Hello?"

Yawu's sharp voice came from the microphone clearly, as if the hands-free was turned on, the voice was very loud: "Sister! Why did you go!"

"I..." Yao Yanyan looked back at Cheng Xuan, who also looked at her expressionlessly.

"Do you know how worried Uncle Zheng and I are about you! The mobile phone is just a decoration with you!? We all thought that something happened to you and we would send someone to find you, do you know that!"

Yaowu's reprimands were like cannonballs, and Yaoyan couldn't lift the cigarette butts of every sentence: "I'm sorry..."

"Hurry up and come back from that ruined village!" Yaowu hung up the phone after saying this.

Yao Yanyan's face was reddish, she was acting like a big sister in front of Cheng Xuan just now, and now she is scolded by her own sister in front of Cheng Xuan, she can't hold her head up at all!

She raised her head slightly to see Cheng Xuan's reaction, but the other party didn't smile as she imagined.

On the contrary, his face remained expressionless, his dark eyes carried some unpredictable emotions, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "You have a younger sister."

Even with her toes, Yao Yanyan couldn't guess what the other party was asking, so she tilted her head: "Yes."

Cheng Xuan stared at her for a few seconds before slowly moving away: "That's it."

Yao Yanyan:?

Yao Yanyan was puzzled by Cheng Xuan's anomaly, called Uncle Zheng back, reported that he was safe, and pulled Cheng Xuan's arm forward: "Let's go back later today, let's go to a restaurant together for a meal?"

She was beaming with joy, and Cheng Xuan felt a little inconceivable seeing her expression change for a while.

She is so excited every day, her mood is like the fickle weather, happy for a while, sad for a while, angry for a while, isn't she tired?

Yao Yanyan didn't hear Cheng Xuan's reply, and didn't think much about it, so she ignored Cheng Xuan's answer, and dragged her to a small restaurant on the side of the street that was a bit deserted.

There are not many people in Fengkang Town, and there is no table of customers in the small restaurant. The elderly proprietress is sitting in front of the cashier: "What do you want?"

The menus were posted on the wall, Yao Yanyan glanced at them, and said to Cheng Xuan, "Let's order one dish each, okay?"

Cheng Xuan refused: "I don't want to eat, you can order something for yourself."

"Why," Yao Yanyan said coquettishly, "order it, you have to eat with me! I feel so lonely eating alone, I have no appetite at all."

Cheng Xuan was a little embarrassed, and avoided her looking at him: "Okay."

"Hey." Yao Yanyan was happy, and she ordered a plate of cashew nuts and shrimps. Seeing Cheng Xuan was looking at the vegetable menu, she said bluntly to her, "You have to order something you like. I want to see you eating happily."

Cheng Xuan: ...

Cheng Xuan had no desire for food and drink since he was a child, and he always felt that eating was a task that people should do in life, and he never felt that there was any happiness.

But after hearing what she said, Cheng Xuan still ordered a dish that he had eaten before.

Yao Yanyan added two more bottles of beer, Cheng Xuan said, "I don't drink."

Yao Yanyan laughed: "I drank it, little sister."

She yelled "little sister" nicely, with a slight rise in the end, Cheng Xuan couldn't help but glance at her, his annoyance spread out from his dark pupils like ink.

She somehow didn't want to hear her call her sister.

Yao Yanyan didn't know what she was thinking, the two sat by the window, and the opened bottle of cold beer was brought to the table, Yao Yanyan thanked her.

The dark liquor was poured into the glass, Yao Yanyan drank half of the glass with a smile on her face, and let out a "ha".She likes to drink, and she is in a good mood when she drinks. Before meeting Cheng Xuan, she just stared out of the window, and she joked, "What's there to see outside?"

"It's nothing." Cheng Xuan lowered his eyes, watched Yao Yanyan bring the hot tea, rinsed Cheng Xuan's cup neatly, and poured the tea.

Her hands are beautiful, and her movements are smooth and flowing, but the bandages on her palms are in the way. Cheng Xuan watched quietly: "Does it hurt?"

"Ah?" Yao Yanyan was stunned for a moment, glanced at her palm, "Oh, this one."

"It doesn't hurt." She smiled nonchalantly.

After drinking half a bottle of beer, the food was brought to the table. Both of them were hungry. The food in the deserted small restaurant tasted pretty good. Yao Yanyan ordered two bowls of rice. Neither of them spoke, and concentrated on eating .

The phone rang again.

Yao Yanyan wiped her mouth with a tissue, took out her mobile phone, took a look, and threw the mobile phone on the table with a snort.

Cheng Xuan raised his eyes, without asking anything, but his eyes were full of doubts.

Yao Yanyan ate the food: "Hong Xiaonuan."

She was not happy, her small mouth was pouted, and there was obvious annoyance in her light-colored eyes: "Just now when you were entangled by those killers, she dragged me and ran away, and told me to leave you alone."

Her tone was strange and unhappy: "I don't talk to her anymore."

Cheng Xuan blinked twice, somewhat inexplicably: "Why?"

Yao Yanyan said in a sharp tone, "Because she said she doesn't care about you."

"But..." Cheng Xuan spoke very slowly, "She is also right."

You like her a lot.

Cheng Xuan didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Yao Yanyan looked at her fixedly.

In Cheng Xuan's world, there are probably only cruel perpetrators and indifferent bystanders like Hong Xiaonuan.

Hong Xiaonuan was right.

She just chose the identity that most people would choose, ignored these troubles that had nothing to do with her, and turned a blind eye to everything Cheng Xuan encountered.

But Yao Yanyan couldn't accept it.

Because she has sympathy and affection for Cheng Xuan, not because of any task, but because of herself, she can't turn a blind eye to everything that Cheng Xuan has encountered.

"She is right."

Yao Yanyan looked straight at Cheng Xuan: "But I just can't forgive her."

"I can't forgive all those who have bullied you."

Yao Yanyan pursed her lips, her eyes turned red: "Even if they apologize, what they did to you will never be undone."

In the sweltering small restaurant, the girl's words were choked with sobs, Cheng Xuan's heart was about to stop, he could hardly hear his own breathing, and only her red eye sockets could be seen in his eyes.

Yao Yanyan laughed bitterly, her light-colored pupils sparkled: "Cheng Xuan, can't you be more selfish?"

-

It was already late when the two of them came out after eating their fill.

At the beginning of August, the evening breeze was cool, and there were no people on the road. The two walked side by side, and neither of them spoke.

Yao Yanyan was ashamed of the emotion she had just erupted, she didn't say a word, she focused all her attention on the girl next to her, she walked dully and didn't pay attention to the stones under her feet, she was startled, a thin arm came across in front of her in a hurry, it was unbearable Kan supported her body that was about to fall.

"Huh..." Yao Yanyan was taken aback, and stood still, "Thank you."

"It's okay." Cheng Xuan withdrew his hand and walked back to her side.

The two walked silently for a while, and Cheng Xuan spoke: "That."

Yao Yanyan was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Xuan seemed to be having trouble opening his mouth: "It's fine."

Yao Yanyan laughed: "What's the matter, tell me."

The soothing evening breeze seemed to soften the awkwardness between the two of them. Cheng Xuan asked, "Do you have a good relationship with your sister?"

Unexpectedly, Cheng Xuan would ask this question, Yao Yanyan raised her eyebrows slightly: "It's pretty good, an ordinary sister relationship."

In the future, Yaowu will be Cheng Xuan's younger sister, and Yao Yanyan hopes that Cheng Xuan will like Yaowu, so everything she says is good for Yaowu.

"She's a bit out of sorts, she feels annoying at first contact, but she's actually a very gentle and caring girl."

"You will also like her when you see her." Yao Yanyan smiled slightly.

"Really." Cheng Xuan lowered his eyes, unmoved.

"Yes, she is really cute." Yao Yanyan said.

Cheng Xuan was silent for a moment, and asked a strange question: "What about me?"

"Huh?" Yao Yanyan was stunned.

Cheng Xuan didn't even have the courage to look at her: "Does my character make you hate it?"

"how come!"

Yao Yanyan replied loudly: "How can I hate you, you are also my sister!"

After finishing a sentence, Cheng Xuan didn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, a soft "really?" overflowed from the lips and teeth, and was blown away by the evening wind, and no one heard it.

When the two returned to Cheng's house, the dim door light on the first floor was on, and there were two pots of delicate flowers and a beige bag at the door.

Uncle Zheng thought that he was a man, so he didn't send the things up. Let Chen Huishu and the others go up, Uncle Zheng was worried, so he left the bag and flowers at the door.Fortunately, these two potted flowers are not big and very light.

Cheng Xuan helped Yao Yanyan get a pot of flowers and a bag, and the two went upstairs one by one.

After turning on the light, Yao Yanyan asked, "Are you taking a bath today?"

Cheng Xuan pursed his lips: "I'll wash it downstairs."

Yao Yanyan did not persuade her to stay, she was too aggressive and she was afraid that Cheng Xuan would feel uncomfortable.

-

It was already late when Cheng Xuan returned to his room.

The room was still messy, and the cardboard boxes were piled up to the brim. Cheng Xuan lay down on the bed, took the novel, and continued to read the ones he hadn't finished yesterday.

Just after turning a page, there was a light knock on the door.

Yayanyan's sweet and gentle voice came from outside the door: "Cheng Xuan, are you asleep?"

Cheng Xuan was slightly stunned, put down his book, and hurriedly got out of bed to open the door.

Yao Yanyan stood outside, wearing a pink nightgown, with snow-white skin, long hair tied into a fluffy ball head, holding a pot of purple flowers in her arms, which Yao Yanyan chose when they went to the flower and bird market together today.

"Here, this is a gift from me."

The flowers were delivered to Cheng Xuan's hand, Yao Yanyan said with a smile, "I just watered it."

"Okay, good night."

She smiled at Cheng Xuan, her honey-colored pupils were like sugar.

"...Good night." Cheng Xuan took the flowers and said to her.

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I'm always worried that my writing is too dull... [Sigh] I will work hard to improve!