True and false daughter in love

Yao Yanyan heard her calling her.

I didn't expect to meet her here.

Yao Yanyan was obviously in a daze, until Jiang Leyu beside her pulled her arm and asked her why she didn't leave, then she came back to her senses in a daze.

In that memory, the girl who represented her throughout the summer has changed a lot.

Wearing a white shirt and suit pants, her hair is also long. Her hair is of good quality, like splashed thick ink, and it is almost doubtful if it falls on her body, whether it will dye the white shirt she is wearing black.

She grew up and became more beautiful, just like the glamorous, cold and unkind woman described in the original book, but her eyes have not changed, and she still has the tenacity and unyieldingness of a girl.

She looked straight at her, her eyes almost burning Yao Yanyan's heart.

"Cheng Xuan?" Ignoring the umbrella Jiang Leyu handed over behind her, she went down the steps and walked to her side.

Cheng Xuan didn't dare to look at her, just like many years ago, he fixed his eyes on her pair of beige flat shoes with bowknots, walked from the light to the darkness, and pursed his lips tightly.

Just when Yao Yanyan was about to speak, the woman standing in the darker place stepped forward and took Cheng Xuan's arm affectionately.

Yao Yanyan stopped in her tracks and looked at Song Bairuo.

It is indeed the person who likes to imitate "Yao Yanyan" the most in the original work. Even though she has been away for five years, Song Bairuo still wears a white dress and has long hair.

She stared at Yao Yanyan, then turned her head and whispered something to Cheng Xuan.

The latter didn't know what he heard, his face turned pale, he stopped in his tracks, he clenched his palms tightly and didn't move forward.

Song Bairuo saw Cheng Xuan's appearance clearly, stroked his hair and smiled slightly, then turned his head: "You've returned to China, Yayanyan."

Yao Yanyan didn't say a word, she only looked at Cheng Xuan.

She wasn't sure if those rumors were true, even if it was in front of her eyes now, it gave her an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

However, she could sense that Cheng Xuan seemed to be in a bad mood right now.

Just as he was about to step forward to ask questions, Jiang Leyu who was standing on the other side came over muttering.

"Why, it's raining so hard and won't leave here..." She came over holding an umbrella and saw Cheng Xuan and Song Bairuo.

She didn't like Song Bairuo, even had hostility towards Cheng Xuan, held up an umbrella for Yao Yanyan, and said with disgust to Song Bairuo, "Why are you here?"

Cheng Xuan saw her making intimate movements with Yao Yanyan easily, and couldn't help but stare at her.

Women who don't know each other may feel that they are of the same kind.

A trace of unknown emotion welled up in the woman's dark eyes, Jiang Leyu met her gaze, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help laughing.

——It’s really the little wolf cub that Yao Yanyan picked up.

After Yao Yanyan went abroad, she had never set foot in Yao's house. In her memory, Cheng Xuan was always defiant. The two met several times on the road. When Jiang Leyu greeted her, she always looked unfamiliar and nodded politely. good.

This is her face that has never been remembered, Jiang Leyu knows.

Jiang Leyu hates this type of person who doesn't care about anything other than herself and the people or things she cares about.

Because it's too impersonal and too extreme to deal with.

Moreover, she felt that Cheng Xuan must have hatred for Yao Yanyan.

No matter who has been occupied by doves and magpies for more than ten years, it is not enough for the other party to throw a few sweet dates.

Jiang Leyu felt that Yao Yanyan couldn't play her well, and was about to take Yao Yanyan away when the "little wolf cub" spoke up.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, she stood under the umbrella, her fair face was covered with shadows, her phoenix eyes were slightly raised, her red lips were slightly drawn, she seemed to have become the same little Mr. It can reflect the figure of a person.

"...Sister," she said, her voice deliberately suppressed, "when did you come back?"

"Ah..." Yao Yanyan was slightly stunned, subconsciously looking at Jiang Leyu.

Her small movements were easily captured by Cheng Xuan.

Song Bairuo was still complacent at the side, a pale and slender hand suddenly lifted up, and then tightly clenched her wrist.

Song Bairuo burst into tears of pain, but he didn't dare to cry out.

"It's been a few days since I've been back." Yao Yanyan replied truthfully, with a smile spreading from the corner of her mouth, and Huber's eyes were warm, "I didn't mean not to tell you, I thought that we would have another meal together when Yao Wu came back. "

"Heh..." The woman let out a very shallow smile, and loosened Song Bairuo's hand.

nothing to say.

Jiang Leyu didn't want her daughter to have anything to do with Cheng Xuan, a wolf cub, so she said that Yanyan was in poor health and couldn't get wet, so she took her away first.

Cheng Xuan watched helplessly as she was led away, the pastel-colored knitted sweater flashed by, she hurriedly greeted her, and got into a red car on the side of the road.

Then, the car started and soon disappeared.

Cheng Xuan looked after him for a long time, and then stood there for a long time.

She felt as if she was dreaming just now.

Dreamed that Yao Yanyan had returned to China, stood in front of her, and talked to her.

Until the malicious words of the woman around her brought her back to reality.

"My family's Yanyan..." Song Bairuo smiled, rubbing his pinched wrist with small movements, "What's the relationship between her and Yaoyanyan?"

"You must have been abandoned." Song Bairuo said gloatingly.

Under the rain curtain, Cheng Xuan didn't make a sound, but turned his head and looked at her calmly.

Song Bairuo flinched from being watched by her, regretted what he had just said so quickly, and was both afraid and fond of Cheng Xuan in his heart.

No one would dislike Cheng Xuan, Song Bairuo never dreamed that she would become gay because of Cheng Xuan.

She stretched out her hand to tug on Cheng Xuan's sleeve, when the woman laughed silently.

She had a creepy smile, her face was white, her lips were red and her eyes were black, she looked like a ghost.

"I'm an outcast," she said, "and what are you, a gutter mouse."

The driver came over holding a black umbrella. Song Bairuo turned pale and watched Cheng Xuan walk away from her side.

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"Stupid Song Bairuo, you're so fucking disgusting," Jiang Leyu scolded while driving, "Why do you think you're going over there? I see them...the two of them..."

"What about them?" A woman's voice came from one side.

Jiang Leyu turned his eyes and saw, yes, he is still painting.

"What's going on with them, can't you see?"

"Well, I can't tell." Yao Yanyan said.

Under the dim reading light, the woman's side face is gentle and peaceful, holding a pen with her slender fingers, drawing seriously on the screen.

She really couldn't see it.

She didn't believe the rumors from the outside world, and after seeing them with her own eyes, she didn't believe it even more.

Jiang Leyu really can't do anything about her, he can't predict what she thinks about Cheng Xuan now, so he insinuated, "Aren't you angry when you look at them?"

Are you angry?

It seems that there is more diaphragmatic response.

"It's okay." She said, her tone was idle.

Jiang Leyu couldn't figure out what she meant when she said it's alright.

When the car arrived at the door of the apartment, Jiang Leyu threw an umbrella to her: "Get out of the car, great painter."

"Okay, goodbye." Ignoring her teasing, Yao Yanyan got off the car and went upstairs.

Her shoes stepped on the ground full of rain, and even though she was careful, she still got wet. She put away her umbrella, walked upstairs in small steps, subconsciously glanced at the locked door next door, and then unlocked and went back to her own room.

Jinshengyuan's dishes tasted good. She was full and didn't make supper anymore. She just lay on the bed with her bag on her back and let her mind go blank.

She is a little tired.

He wanted to rest, but when he closed his eyes, Cheng Xuan's beautiful slender eyes filled his mind.

no one knows.

In fact, she liked Cheng Xuan's eyes very much.

Back then, Chen Huishu said that what she hated the most was Cheng Xuan's eyes.

But Yaoyanyan likes it very much.

Following the provocative eye shape of the Yao family, but the eyes are very bright, with a tenacity and unyielding energy. Just looking at it can make people feel countless strengths in their hearts.

Thinking of this, Yao Yanyan felt an inexplicable emotion in her heart, prompting her to get out of bed, find a small rusty key from under the flower pot, and open the drawer that hadn't been opened for a long time.

Inside lay a mobile phone quietly.

After she went abroad five years ago, she listened to the system, abandoned the old WeChat, and locked the mobile phone she used back then in the cabinet.

She pressed the power button with her fingertips. She didn't wait for a long time to turn it on. Knowing that it might be out of battery, she pressed it again when it was charging, and the screen finally turned on falteringly.

She sat on the ground with her back against the bed, waiting to see the wifi signal appear on the top of the phone screen.

Then, she pursed her lips slightly and clicked into WeChat.

I haven't touched this phone for five years, and it takes a little time for the messages to be synchronized. Yao Yanyan was drooping his eyes to let go, when a series of notification sounds suddenly came from the phone.

She was startled, and quickly turned down the volume with her fingertips, and many messages were pushed onto it.

Many former classmates have asked her about her recent situation in the past five years.

But it is also limited to asking.

The news from the contact [Cheng Xuan] is at the top, with a red circle in front of it, and the number inside is 45.

It's nothing to others, and the chat may be over in a day.

But Yao Yanyan knew that for Cheng Xuan, who didn't like to waste time, these 45 messages probably represented a girl's sincerity.

Yao Yanyan looked at the number, her heart suffocated, her fingertips hovered over it for a moment, she clicked in, and turned up.

Most of her 45 messages in the past five years were sent in the first year.

Ask her where she has been, how she is doing, if she is sick, or to thank her, thank you for teaching me so much, today I was in the top ten in my grade in the exam.

But Yaoyanyan never replied.

Probably because she knew that she would not reply, so after that, she stopped reporting the latest situation and wished her a happy new year every year instead.

Including some major events, such as the college entrance examination, I also sent her a message.

It was as if he knew she was gone, so he desperately grabbed everything he could, not wanting to let her out of her life.

Yao Yanyan felt uncomfortable watching, her fingers holding her knees began to tremble.

The last message ended on New Year's Eve, and she wished her a happy new year and good health.

Yao Yanyan watched this news for a long time, her nose was sore, she blinked quickly, and clicked on her profile picture.

——It’s a big pink peony flower.

It seems to be cut from an old photo, the sun is shining, it is not very clear, and it blooms very delicately.

"Old-fashioned..." Yaoyan muttered with red eyes, didn't pay much attention, and was about to cut into her circle of friends, when a message popped up from the top.

[Cheng Xuan: Elder sister. 】

Yao Yanyan's heart trembled, she suddenly felt as if she had been caught, and switched back to the chat page.

10: 30.

Just posted.

She pursed her lips, her fingers trembled slightly, she deleted, deleted, corrected and corrected many times, and replied: [Yes. 】

The author has something to say: Jiang Leyu: I paid fifty cents, Cheng Xuan must really hate Yao Yanyan!That look!It's the eyes of hatred!

Yao Wu: I bet 100 million, she likes my sister.

Jiang Leyu:?

After playing the game for a day, I was really sleepy when writing this chapter. If there are typos that are eye-catching, please catch the bugs [Bow]

感谢在2021-06-0219:01:07~2021-06-0320:05:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~