True and false daughter in love

"Bye, be careful on the road, Yanyan."

"You too, bye, baaaaa."

Yao Yanyan walked out of the company with a bag on her back and a cake wrapping bag. The phone vibrated, and she picked it up.

Yawu's voice came from the microphone: "I have arrived in Jingshi! Dear sister!"

"So fast?" Yao Yanyan was stunned for a moment, her hand holding the umbrella was unsteady, and the patter of rain climbed onto her trousers.

I knew I didn't wear long pants.

She frowned slightly, and beckoned a taxi.

The phone call continued: "Yes, yes, I'm hungry, sister, what should we have for dinner?"

"Hmm... There are shrimps I bought yesterday in the refrigerator. If you don't want to eat them, we'll order takeaway later."

The two sisters are not very particular people, Yaowu said yes, hung up the phone, and the taxi just happened to stop in front of her.

Yao Yanyan got into the car and combed her rain-drenched forehead hair with her hands: "Go to Xingshui Apartment, master."

"Alright." The driver stepped on the gas pedal.

Yao Yanyan was preoccupied with something, and randomly clicked on her mobile phone, and clicked into WeChat casually.

The head portrait of the pink peony flower is old-fashioned, but extremely eye-catching.

Yayanyan's fingers almost couldn't help clicking in.

The chat between the two ended last night, and they said good night to each other.

She was in a complicated mood, she wanted to ask if the other party had eaten, but she was also worried about crossing the line.

To be honest, she doesn't know the current Cheng Xuan, five years, coupled with earth-shaking family changes, is enough to change everything about a person.

In her impression, Cheng Xuan five years ago was not the type who would come out publicly.

Thinking of this, Yao Yanyan was even more speechless. After a while, she put the phone back in her bag.

Maybe it was because she was in a daze, the driver's car stopped, and the woman in the back seat didn't move.

Puzzled, he turned around and called out, "Girl?"

"Oh..." Yao Yanyan woke up and smiled at him, "I'm sorry."

After paying, she took an umbrella and went upstairs.

On a cloudy day, the apartment corridor was very dark, Yao Yanyan put away her umbrella, shook the raindrops accumulated on the umbrella at the door, and walked upstairs.

The sound of lonely footsteps echoed in the corridor, Ya Yanyan lowered her eyes, and suddenly heard the familiar sound of high-heeled shoes from upstairs.

It is not so solid and stable as before.

She walked in a hurry, her voice was getting closer and closer, Ya Yanyan was afraid that the other party would accidentally fall down the stairs.

The woman with long black hair hurried down from the corner of the corridor, her chest heaved violently, the moment she saw Yao Yanyan clearly, her pitch-black phoenix eyes instantly seemed to be filled with stars.

"elder sister!"

She managed to finish the sentence, put her fair hands on her knees, leaned over to pant slightly, raised her fair face and smiled at her.

"My physical strength...is poor..." She was a little ashamed, wiped the sweat from her forehead, a little red appeared on her originally pale face, and her eyes were full of uncontrollable joy to see her.

It seems that seeing her is a happy thing.

Yao Yanyan's eyes widened slightly, "Cheng Xuan?"

She glanced upstairs, then looked at her again, obviously a little dazed: "Why are you here?"

For the first time, Yao Yanyan suddenly remembered the woman next door she met that night.

She remembered that the woman's long hair and voice seemed to be exactly the same as Cheng Xuan's.

Yao Yanyan was in a daze: "The person I saw that night...was you?"

Cheng Xuan paused, then nodded heavily.

"Okay, so it's you!" Yao Yanyan frowned slightly, seeing her nodding with such certainty, she quickly became angry, "It's that you live next door to me and come back every night in the early hours of the morning?"

She was so angry that she didn't know what to say: "It's a big night... and drinking at a big night... and sitting in the corridor!"

Cheng Xuan watched her get angry.

Obviously, she should be anxious and explain that she didn't mean it, so as to quench her anger along the way.

After all, the 17-year-old Cheng Xuan is most afraid of Yao Yanyan getting angry and unhappy.

But now the 23-year-old Cheng Xuan was standing on the steps, watching Yao Yanyan get angry, but his cold eyebrows were slightly curved, and he smiled softly.

She is so cheap.

Being scolded by her, I was so happy in my heart.

"Did you hear me?" Yao Yanyan frowned and called to her, "I asked you if you had a good breakfast every day!"

"No, I don't have the habit of eating breakfast." The woman went downstairs and stopped in front of her, half a head taller than her.

The room was dark and hot, her eyes were focused, her dark pupils were so bright that Ya Yanyan could even see her own reflection clearly from inside.

Her heart was beating inexplicably, and her aura seemed to be extinguished by the rain outside, and she started to back away: "What... What is your life-threatening broken habit, I think you take your life too long!"

"Well, I'm sorry, I won't do this next time." The woman's voice was pleasant, and the coldness turned into softness, like strands of lingering threads pulling Yao Yanyan's heart.

"I will definitely not do this next time, don't be angry, sister." She repeated, tilting her head, her long straight hair drooping, her slender white hands passing through her waist, and gently encircling her.

Yao Yanyan's mind went blank.

His hand was hovering in the air, and his breath was filled with the pleasant smell of a woman.

No longer the soft and sweet cherry blossom body wash scent of five years ago.

Instead, smelling the addictive smell of disinfectant gel, it smelled so good that Yao Yanyan subconsciously took a breath.

"Sister..." She kept tilting her head, as if shy, with only half of her forehead resting on her shoulder.

Yao Yanyan was brought back to her senses by her words, and was about to step back and push her away when a startled female voice came from the stairs.

"Cheng Xuan, what are you doing?!"

Yao Wu strode up, quickly grabbed Yao Yanyan's arm, and "released" him from Cheng Xuan's arms.

"What are you doing to my sister!" Yao Wu stood in front of Yao Yanyan, defending Cheng Xuan like a house thief.

His arms were suddenly empty, Cheng Xuan blinked, looked back at Yao Yanyan, frowned slightly and looked at Yao Wu: "Why are you here?"

"Why do you care that I'm here!" Yao Wu choked on her, "Why are you here!?"

"Here," Cheng Xuan glanced upstairs, "is my new home."

"Your new home!?" Yao Wu stared at her, suddenly realized, "Okay! You...you know that my sister specially bought it when she returned to China..."

"No," Cheng Xuan's eyebrows showed some dislike for Yaowu, and his words were cold, "I used to live here."

"How can there be such a coincidence!" Yao Wu didn't believe her.

Especially when the three of them went upstairs, Yaowu found out that Cheng Xuan actually lived opposite Yaoyanyan's house, so she couldn't believe it even more.

"She must have premeditated it! Damn it!" As soon as the door was closed, Yao Wu stomped her feet and lost her temper.

Yao Yanyan: ...

"What premeditation can she have?" Yao Yanyan couldn't explain it, and looked back at her.

"She, she..." Yao Wu suddenly got stuck, danced and danced on the spot, and stopped talking.

It's better not to mention that matter to my sister before, so as not to worry, my sister will be afraid of Cheng Xuan in the future.

Cheng Xuan... Cheng Xuan is also quite pitiful.

Seeing that Yaowu became listless, Yaoyanyan blinked, remembering the strawberry cake she specially bought.

She smiled slightly, beckoned Yaowu to sit on the sofa, handed Yaowu a small plastic fork, and joked at her: "Neng, eat something sweet, moisten your throat."

"Pfft." Yao Wu squinted and smiled.

She smiled like a naughty kitten.

It's not that Yao Yanyan hasn't seen her in five years.

Because Yaowu always misses her very much, almost every year she finds free time to go to Finland to play with her for a few days.

But seeing you now, she still felt that Yaowu seemed to have grown up.

I started to learn how to dress up. I used to have a bit of baby fat on my face, but this year it has faded, and I have a small oval face.

Yao Yanyan looked distressed: "Xiao Wu, do you eat well every day?"

"I ate, I ate a lot," Yaowu smiled at her, showing two small canine teeth, "It's just that I'm usually very busy and tired."

When Yao Yanyan heard this, she felt even more distressed, and decided to make more delicious food for Yao Wu to nourish her body today.

She went to work in the kitchen, and Yaowu was digging the cake, always absent-minded.

After a while, she trotted over.

"Sister." She called her.

"Huh?" Yao Yanyan rummaged through the onions and garlic, without looking up.

"You...do you know that Cheng Xuan is...she is...gay?" Yaowu's small hands tightly grasped the hem of her blouse, for fear that Yaoyan would show a disgusted expression when she raised her head.

In that case, Cheng Xuan would be too pitiful.

"I know." Yao Yanyan raised her head, smiled slightly, her tone was flat, as if she was gossiping.

Yao Wu's phoenix eyes slightly rounded, and subconsciously laughed.

"Sister, don't you...don't you hate homosexuality?"

"No, it didn't hinder me." She looked a little confused, as if she felt that Yaowu asked a strange question, and stood up holding the onion she found.

The kitchen knife tapped on the cutting board, Yao Wu pursed her lips, and leaned her back against the wall: "Then... then what if... hinders you?"

The sound of a kitchen knife cutting vegetables.

Yaoyan raised her eyes, and asked a question she had always cared about: "Didn't she come out for Song Bairuo? How could it hinder me?"

After asking, he continued to cut vegetables as if he didn't care.

Light mist:?

The people of Yaowu were stunned: "For Song Bairuo? For her? She deserves it too! Where did you hear that?"

"From someone else's mouth." Yao Yanyan didn't mention Jiang Leyu's name.

"Don't listen to other people's farts!" Yaowu reacted extremely excitedly, as if she was physically disgusted when she heard the words Song Bairuo tied to Cheng Xuan, "Who would like that white lotus flower! Green tea bitch!"

"She likes it! The one she likes is obviously...!"

"Okay, go and take out the trash for me."

Yao Yanyan abruptly interrupted Yao Wu's words, and took out the garbage bag that was not full from the trash can and handed it to Yao Wu.

"Sister, the trash isn't full yet..."

"I know, I think it has a smell." Yao Yanyan pushed the confused Yao Wu out.

The door opened and closed again, Yao Yanyan leaned against the door panel, slid down inch by inch, and then crouched on the ground covering her face.

Is she too narcissistic, thinking too much?

He actually felt that if he didn't stop him just now, Yaowu would have said it.

The person she likes is obviously you.

Even the cold wind from the air conditioner couldn't stop the scorching heat, and the back of Yayanyan's neck soon broke into a thin layer of sweat.

If Yawu really said that, what should she do?

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-06-0417:37:18~2021-06-0517:36:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~