True and false daughter in love

The little notes are nicely written.

Everyone said that her handwriting was like her own, but in fact, Cheng Xuan's handwriting was never quite like her own.

Her handwriting is very delicate, the strokes are round and round, and the writing is a little fat, which looks very cute.

Yao Yanyan pursed her lips and smiled, rummaged from the sofa to find her white backpack, took out a pink notebook from it, carefully pasted this pink sticky note on one of the pages, put it away properly, and then, As if to cheer herself up, she gently patted the cover of the notebook with her fair hand.

"Cheng Xuan, from now on, I will never be a coward again."

She stood in front of the sofa, hugged the notebook to her chest, took a deep breath, took out her mobile phone from her bag, and clicked on Zhang Anna's WeChat chat box.

【Mom, I'll go back later, let's talk. 】

The other side responded quickly, [Yes. 】

With just one word, it is extremely easy to see the anger hidden in it.

Yao Yanyan's palms felt a little cold, and after sending Jiang Leyu a leave message, she came out of the kitchen with porridge.

The porridge was still warm, and wisps of hot air wafted out from the side of the bowl, warming the cold palms of the smoky smoke.

She always had low blood sugar in the morning, so she tried her best to drink two bowls of porridge, trying not to feel weak and dizzy from Zhang Anna's anger.

Before leaving, Yao Yanyan thought about it, and still sent a WeChat to Cheng Xuan.

[I'm going back to Yao's house, Cheng Xuan, I'm going to seek justice for you. 】

——I will seek justice for you.

She typed these words heavily, and after sending them, Yao Yanyan went out with her small satchel on her back like a general about to go into battle.

Now it’s October, and Jingshi is a coastal city, perhaps brought by the sea breeze, and the weather is much colder than usual, and the leaves of the sycamore trees fell all over the ground when walking on the road.

Yao Yanyan wrapped her knitted sweater tightly, stopped a bus, sat by the window, and suddenly remembered the last time she and Cheng Xuan took the bus together.

At that time, Cheng Xuan's hypoglycemia nearly scared her to death.

But this memory is a bit subtle.

After a short pause, it was the rush hour for commuting, and the commuters—bobos—tucked into the bus, so crowded that there was no space left.

Yao Yanyan hugged her bag, and her thoughts were tightly dragged by that strange and subtle feeling.

It seems that the last time wasn't the first time she took the bus with Cheng Xuan?

Yao Yanyan's brain was empty, and she couldn't find the memory hidden in the corner, but there was another voice in her heart, repeating silently to remind her to remember.

Until the screen of the phone lights up, Yao Yanyan's heart jumps, and she presses the screen with her fingertips to light up.

But it wasn't the imaginary person who sent her the WeChat message, but Jiang Leyu.

He replied "Hello" under her leave note and asked her what's wrong.

Yao Yanyan pursed her lips slightly, and replied to her: 【I'm going back to Yao's house. 】

[J: Why go back to Yao's house? 】The other side responded quickly.

No need to think about it, Yao Yanyan knew that Jiang Leyu was fishing in troubled waters again during working hours.

She touched the typing bar and typed a few words.

——I want to ask my mother about Cheng Xuan

Then, feeling inappropriate, I deleted all the words in the dialog box.

The second message on the opposite side came one after another.

[J: Coming out? 】

"Pfft! Cough cough! Cough cough!" Yaoyan coughed desperately, - the sights of the bus seemed to come from him.

She blushed so much that she wanted to bury her head, and replied: 【No! 】

[J: What?Why haven't we reached that step yet? 】

[J: Then confirm the relationship, right? (funny)】

Yayan closed her eyes and exhaled: [No. 】

[J:? 】

[J: No, not yet? 】

Looking at this news, Yao Yanyan always felt that she was being laughed at.

She simply avoided talking about it, and chatted with Jiang Leyu about the strange familiarity just now.

[yyy: Maybe I dreamed about it in a dream?Dreams come true?It's really amazing, I feel like I have taken the bus with Cheng Xuan before. 】

After the transmission was over, the train pulled up to the station, and a lot of commuters poured in. The interior of the train was suddenly much emptier, listening to the announcement, and - at the stop, she was about to get off the train.

Jiang Leyu replied quickly.

[J: Maybe you two really took the bus, but you forgot? 】

[yyy: No, Uncle Zheng sent me on my trips before. 】

After sending this sentence, the feeling of familiarity gradually deepened.

The rising sun was covered by dark clouds, and the originally sunny compartment suddenly fell into a dark gloom.

A sense of familiarity emerges spontaneously.

Yao Yanyan's fingers trembled slightly.

How could she forget it.

When she took Cheng Xuan to Jingshi five years ago, she took a bus similar to a dilapidated bus.

Cheng Xuan's pale face was almost instantly reflected in Yao Yanyan's mind.

—Do you want to go by bus?

——I'll hold my sister's corner of your clothes, that's all.

Cheng Xuan's weak and serious voice almost rang in his ears, Yao Yanyan felt chills all over his body, and his heart ached as if being cut by a small knife.

So at that time, Cheng Xuan remembered the scene when he was left behind by her before, so that's why it happened?

But she actually thought that Cheng Xuan was just suffering from hypoglycemia.

How much does this person like to hide?

I can't wait to hide everything, pain, deep love, fear, all, so that you won't find out, even if you are tired and painful, you will never say a word.

This is Cheng Xuan, no matter how long they are apart, this stink will not change.

Yao Yanyan knew in her heart that Cheng Xuan's back had already been discounted by reality, and he couldn't straighten up anymore.

But she still hates her to death, hates her for being so stupid and stupid, hates her for being lonely and courageous, hates why God never has mercy on her.

Yao Yanyan felt so distressed that her heart ached almost just thinking about it.

Paintings, buses, these are what she discovered by herself.

What about the ones that were not found?How many more have not been found?

The aunt sitting next to her saw that Yao Yanyan's hands were trembling and her face was ugly, she was a little worried: "Little girl, are you alright?"

"It's okay, thank you."

She thanked her dryly, the car just arrived at the stop, Yao Yanyan tidied up her leaked emotions, stepped up, straightened her back and walked towards the Four Seasons villa area.

The bus station is still some distance away from the Four Seasons Villa area.

Yao Yanyan took great steps, and the cool wind blew through her hair. She walked quickly, with unyielding tenacity, and rang the doorbell of Yao's house.

Aunt Qin obviously hadn't been notified in advance, she stood at the door, her slightly cloudy old eyes were slightly surprised, she saw Yao Yanyan's tight jawline clearly, her eyes added a bit of clarity and the arrogance of watching a show.

Yao Yanyan's whole body is sensitive now, and Aunt Qin's emotional change naturally cannot escape her perception.

Zhang Anna came back last night and probably went crazy for a while, Xu Shi went crazy and called her name at the same time, seeing her today, Aunt Qin probably thought she came to apologize to Zhang Anna.

Aunt Qin slowly opened the door, this time she didn't even say hello, she nodded her head indifferently, and just greeted her.

Yao Yanyan glanced at her coldly, without paying any attention to her, she carried her bag and walked up the steps.

Inside the house—it was quiet.

Zhang Anna was sitting alone on a wooden stool with a coil of Buddhist beads. Song Bairuo was not there, and the TV was on in the room, showing a somewhat empty and fake excitement.

"You're here." Zhang Anna said while watching the TV without moving.

"Well," Yao Yanyan stroked her skirt and sat on the sofa opposite.

"Are you here to apologize?" Zhang Anna threw the prayer beads on the table, and the phoenix eyes, which were very similar to Cheng Xuan, stabbed her coldly.

Yao Yanyan could feel that her anger had reached a critical point.

It was a coincidence.

The gas accumulated in Yao Yanyan's stomach is only a lot more than hers!

"What am I sorry for?"

"I came to you today to ask for a guarantee, why should I apologize?"

"Guarantee? What guarantee?!" Zhang Anna's voice was high-pitched, and she stood up immediately in anger.

"You will stay away from Cheng Xuan in the future and promise not to hurt her again." Yao Yanyan sat with her eyes lowered, her voice cold and angry.

"You! Do you know what you're talking about? You! I'm her mother!"

"You also know that you are her mother, and you still force such a young child to go on a blind date?" Yao Yanyan didn't give in at all.

-

Cheng Xuan had a financing meeting in the morning, and his throat hurt.

Seeing that the person finally came out of the conference room, Meng Chengyan hurriedly followed: "President Xiao Cheng, what do you have for lunch today?"

"American coffee and chicken rolls." Cheng Xuan was wearing sapphire blue cufflinks on his cuffs, with tired eyes.

I stayed up too late last night, and today I have another morning meeting. If you are not sleepy, you will be a god.

Meng Chengyan had long been accustomed to the character of her president who never wasted time on food, so she handed over the phone.

Cheng Xuan didn't answer, and asked with his cuff buttons on, "Did someone send me a message?"

"Yes, but only sent a message, no phone call, it must not be an important job."

"Okay." Cheng Xuan finally fastened the cuff buttons slowly, took the phone, and slowly turned on the screen.

— A WeChat message slid in.

[Sister: I'm going back to Yao's house, Cheng Xuan, I'll go and seek justice for you. 】

Cheng Xuan looked at the screen and didn't speak for a long time.

Meng Chengyan was curious, tilted her head and asked, "What's wrong with you? Mr. Cheng?"

The other party was called back to God by these words.

Gujing was silent—a little panic appeared in his eyes, which was rare, and Cheng Xuan grabbed Meng Chengyan's arm.

"Call...Call the driver."

"What?" Meng Chengyan didn't hear clearly.

"Ask the driver to prepare the car. I'm going back to Yao's house right now." Cheng Xuan took back his coat from Meng Chengyan's hand and put it on.

"Oh...oh!" Meng Chengyan hurriedly responded, and quickly took out her mobile phone from her bag. Seeing that Mr. Cheng was about to go downstairs, he called out, "Mr. Cheng, where are you for lunch?"

"Don't eat!" The woman shouted from afar, and then the sound of footsteps descending the stairs was heard far away.

-

Cheng Xuan sent many messages and calls to Yao Yanyan, but the other party did not answer.

She was so frightened that she broke out in a sweat in October, and looked out the window frequently.

The company is a ten-minute drive away from Yao's house, and Cheng Xuan felt as if a century had passed. She was anxious and afraid, fearing that something might happen to Yao, and even more afraid that Zhang Anna would let Yao leave her side.

When the car finally stopped in front of Yao's house, Cheng Xuan strode out of the car.

The door was unlocked, and Aunt Qin stood at the door with a pale face. When she saw Cheng Xuan, her expression was horrified: "Miss...you are back."

Cheng Xuan ignored her, shifted his gaze to the steps, and dropped his eyes to see the broken pieces of porcelain lying on the ground.

Her flustered mind went blank, and she heard faint crying and shouting from inside the room.

"You can do whatever you like in the future! Go if you want! Go! Go! Go!"

Then, a series of footsteps came from the house.

Cheng Xuan raised his eyes and saw Yao Yanyan.

And on her fair cheek, there was a bloody wound.

"How did you do it?!" Cheng Xuan stepped forward, his hands trembling with fright.

Yao Yanyan didn't speak, and she wasn't surprised to see Cheng Xuan, maybe she heard Aunt Qin's greeting just now.

She bent her eyes, held Cheng Xuan's trembling right hand with a hand wearing a black bracelet, and tightly held it in her palm. She smiled at her and said, "Seek justice, and you will win the record."

"You will be free from now on, Cheng Xuan," Yao Yanyan interlocked her fingers, "You can do whatever you want, no one wants to control you, don't want to restrict you."

"Sister, I will protect you for the rest of my life."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-06-2120:17:42~2021-06-2222:34:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~