True and false daughter in love

It was late at night, and the house was quiet, except for the slight sound of the air conditioner operating.

Yao Yanyan lay on the bed and turned over, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

She has always been the type who has no expression when watching horror movies, and only remembers to be scared afterwards.

Now when she closes her eyes, the scary face of the female ghost will automatically appear in her mind. When she opens her eyes, the white curtains fluttering slightly in front of the window make her flustered again.

Yao Yanyan pursed her lips and swallowed her saliva, looking at the fluttering curtains, thinking that tomorrow, Uncle Zheng should hurry up and change the broken curtains that pretend to be ghosts, and buried her head in the bed very lightly until she was suffocated. Not breathing well, he sat up angrily, turned on the night light, and took the phone.

11:30 now.

She watched the short video for half an hour, but she still didn't feel sleepy, and she didn't dare to turn off the lights.

Sighing, Yao Yanyan switched to WeChat, saw Cheng Xuan's note, and almost entered by ghosts.

The other party must have fallen asleep at this point.

Yao Yanyan knows.

But she still sent a crying emoji.

After posting, just as he was about to lie back on the bed, the phone rang suddenly, and after a short pause, he looked at the phone.

Cheng Xuan: [? 】

Yao Yanyan was slightly stunned, and typed: 【You didn't sleep? 】

-

When Cheng Xuan saw her news, he glanced at the papers on the cardboard box with a guilty conscience: 【Yes. 】

There is no desk in Cheng Xuan's room, and homework can only be written on a cardboard box. It is paired with a small stool that only children in the room would sit on. It was used by Cheng Xianshun when he was a child. Been using it for years.

She looked at her phone anxiously, before Yao Yanyan gave her the paper, she clearly told her not to stay up late to do the questions.

She sent her a message suddenly, don't find out and try to cheat her.

But she just took the hook easily.

Not wanting Yao Yanyan to be unhappy, Cheng Xuan typed slowly: I'm writing papers...

Just typing three words, the second message on the opposite side came one after another: [Are you also because of horror movies (crying emoji package)]

Cheng Xuan blinked, turned off the light and lay back on the bed, revised and corrected for a long time, and finally typed out a word: [Yeah. 】

After sending out, she buried her head in her arms in shame.

...and lied to her.

The phone in his hand vibrated, and Cheng Xuan sat up.

[yyy: Woohoo, I can't even fall asleep. 】

Cheng Xuan cheekily said: [Me too. 】

I have been typing and typing over there for a long time, [yyy: Do you want to make a call? 】

Call up?

Cheng Xuan glanced upstairs.

Up and down the stairs, do you still want to make a phone call?

She replied earnestly: [Going up and down the stairs, it's unnecessary, it's a waste of phone bills. 】

[yyy: (Maomao peeks at the emoji package) Wechat call! 】

WeChat phone?

Cheng Xuan pursed his lips.

She only knows that WeChat can be used for videos. During the Chinese New Year, she heard Chen Huishu and the others talk about it, saying that now that mobile phones are so developed, you can use WeChat to play videos, and you can meet people.

She was still figuring out how to make a WeChat call when the phone screen suddenly went black and a loud ringtone rang.

Startled, she pressed the answer button.

A somewhat delicate voice came from the receiver, which was very clear in the darkness: "Cheng Xuan."

"Yeah." Cheng Xuan sat on the bed, looking at the blue window sill illuminated by the moon.

There is a pot of small purple flowers on it, which was given by her, and the petals are now covered with moonlight.

The girl on the other side of the phone smiled, her voice almost sweetened: "I can't even fall asleep."

"Well," Cheng Xuan said, rubbing his hair, "Me too."

"Are you still uncomfortable?" Cheng Xuan asked in a low voice.

"It's not uncomfortable." The other side replied.

"Ah That's good."

After a moment of silence, Yao Yanyan said, "Let's hang up the phone and go to sleep? Okay?"

"Hanging up the phone" Cheng Xuan didn't understand what it meant.

"That is, the phone will not hang up, and will continue until dawn."

Cheng Xuan was a little surprised: "This... talk all night?"

"Hahahaha," the opposite party laughed, "No."

"It's hanging up the phone, and then we go to sleep, isn't it the same as you sleeping with me?"

"Ah..." Cheng Xuan covered his mouth and coughed, "Then... just hang up."

She lay back on the bed and looked at the ceiling: "I put my phone next to the pillow."

Yao Yanyan: "Well, I put it next to the pillow too."

As soon as she said these words, Cheng Xuan suddenly had a very strange feeling.

It was as if... Yao Yanyan was beside her, very close to her.

Suddenly, the opposite person smiled: "It's as if you are by my side."

The sound of her exhalation was so close that it seemed that it was blowing into Cheng Xuan's ear through the mobile phone, and Cheng Xuan hurriedly covered his ear and turned his back.

In the dark night, the sound of her heartbeat was very clear. Cheng Xuan wanted to get out of bed and walk, but was afraid that the movement would disturb her, so he could only hold the cloth around his heart tightly.

very noisy.

-

The next day, Yaoyan woke up very early.

The sunlight passed through the curtains, turning into soft light and scattered all over the room. Yao Yanyan stretched out and lay down on the bed to wake up.

Thinking of what she had to do last night, Yao Yanyan squinted her eyes and touched the pillow, and took the phone.

The phone was still hung up, there was no sound at all, Yao Yanyan tentatively called out to the phone, "Cheng Xuan?"

There was no echo from the other side.

Yao Yanyan: "Can I hang up?"

After finishing speaking, he touched the hang up button with his fingertips, switched the page and called Uncle Zheng.

Just after a ring, the phone was connected: "Miss."

"Well, Uncle Zheng, I'll go buy some curtains later, I don't like the curtains in the bedroom."

"Okay, Miss."

After hanging up the phone, Yao Yanyan got out of bed, changed into an old dress, put on an apron, and moved the drawing board to prepare to draw.

-

When Cheng Xuan came back from the bathroom, the phone had already been hung up.

Holding her phone, she subconsciously glanced at the ceiling.

Is Yao Yanyan awake?

The novel experience made Cheng Xuan a little inexplicably excited, as if he knew the other party's dynamics through a screen.

Her apparent ease and excitement were like green shoots growing out of the long-dry land. When Zhang Yanqin came to work in the afternoon, he noticed the difference in the girl's temperament almost immediately.

It seems that there are less numb adults.

She is more like a child at her age.

Zhang Yanqin secretly looked at her and asked, "Cheng Xuan, how is your body?"

Cheng Xuan glanced at him and nodded: "It's all right."

Asking for leave yesterday, Cheng Xuan directly said that he was sick.

"Aren't you..." Zhang Yanqin leaned over, "Have you met something good?"

"Good thing?" Cheng Xuan looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes," Zhang Yanqin nodded, "Yesterday you were sad all day long." You made mistakes many times.

Cheng Xuan was stunned for a while, then smiled a little: "Really."

Seeing Cheng Xuan's smile, Zhang Yanqin was dumbfounded: "Damn it."

"You won the lottery! So happy!" Actually laughed!

Cheng Xuan pursed his lips and rolled his eyes: "No."

The weather is getting hotter.

Maybe it's been raining these days, but today's weather is rare, and there are more customers in the store, and they have been busy until evening, so they have some free time.

Zhang Yanqin came out of the back kitchen after washing the dishes, wiped the sweat from his brow, and caught a glimpse of Cheng Xuan standing quietly at the door with downcast eyes.

"Hey Cheng Xuan." Zhang Yanqin called her.

Cheng Xuan raised his eyes: "What's wrong."

"When will you start school?" Zhang Yanqin stood beside her, "It's the end of August, I'll be there soon."

"You don't have to go to work!" Zhang Yanqin sighed.

One sentence stretched Cheng Xuan's thinking.

The weather outside the door was unbearably hot, and the cicadas were buzzing.

The seemingly endless summer is coming to an end.

What about Yao Yanyan, is she leaving soon?

-

On the way home, Yao Yanyan clearly felt the low air pressure of the people around her.

The other party's slender fingers with well-defined knuckles were buckling the straps of the backpack, and their thick eyelashes were drooping. He didn't say a word, as stuffy as the weather.

Yao Yanyan tried several times to find a topic, but all ended in failure.

She couldn't hold back, and pulled Cheng Xuan's arm: "What's wrong with you!"

Cheng Xuan lowered his eyes and didn't look at her: "It's okay."

"You don't seem to be okay like this," Yao Yanyan approached her, "Have you encountered any unpleasant things at work?"

"No." Cheng Xuan replied.

"That's..." Yao Yanyan frowned and thought about it, "I'm angry that I hung up on you in the morning?!"

"No." Cheng Xuan pursed his lips.

Why are you talking more and more outrageous.

Yao Yanyan groaned, "So... your mother is bothering you?"

Cheng Xuan raised his eyes: "...No."

"Stop guessing." She seemed annoyed, and turned around to break away from Yao Yanyan's hand.

Yao Yanyan was taken aback by her sudden action, and stared at her with wide eyes.

He looked at Cheng Xuan and lowered his head.

"...I'm sorry." She apologized to her, "I've always looked like this, darker than that."

Yao Yanyan raised her hand, and squeezed her face when Cheng Xuan couldn't dodge it.

"It's not dark."

"Forget it, I guess you are tired today." Yao Yanyan let go of her hand.

Cheng Xuan felt uncomfortable in his heart, and walked with his eyes downcast, looking at the two shadows on the ground next to each other.

The summer wind came suddenly, blowing the long dark brown hair of the girl beside him, Cheng Xuan was a few steps behind, looking a little lost in thought.

"That," Cheng Xuan said while walking, "Are you going to start school?"

"Ah?" Yao Yanyan turned her head, "Well...school is starting."

She answered very slowly, and Cheng Xuan's heart felt inexplicably empty following her pause.

——Sure enough, I have to leave.

That's right, she is a big lady in the city, she is crazy to stay in this small village with nothing.

Unexpectedly, the other party turned around, and the next sentence was: "I should...won't start school?"

"Hey," Cheng Xuan raised his eyes, a little surprised, "Why?"

"Well... because," she scratched her face, and smiled, "because I'm better? It seems that I can't say that... Anyway, except for some assessments in the second half of this year, I spent most of the time No need to go."

"Then you," Cheng Xuan pursed his lips, and asked without hope, "Then, are you going to stay here all the time this year?"

"Hmm...about the same?" Yao Yanyan's voice was very weak, as if hiding some incomprehensible emotions, she turned around, leaving Cheng Xuan behind.

The author has something to say:

I guess, it’s about to start abuse, but I haven’t figured out how to abuse it yet, wait for me, a master of abuse literature [self-proclaimed], to think about it.