Rose with Snow

The air is slightly drunk, and the rain is getting heavier.

The glass windows cut off the wind and rain from the outside world, and the menacing raindrops turned into water before Song Yingshi's eyes, and smoothly descended, forming a curtain of water.

The water curtain made the night scene hazy, reflected in Song Yingshi's eyes, and even her eyes became blurred and passionate.

If you look at it from the beginning, when she learned that Huai Xu was bent two weeks ago, she was shocked, and she chose to avoid suspicion with Huaixu.

Humans are emotional creatures, adults are also mature creatures of interest. Before the confession bureau, they had already become friends, and together with the inevitable daily life and interests, it was too unrealistic and a pity to completely cut off the relationship.

The two have been pulled and tested several times, and there are ambiguous, hostile, and drinking nights together.

In the end, they tacitly stopped the relationship at an ambiguous stage, kept silent about certain things, and the relationship entered a stable period, no longer so deliberately avoiding suspicion, and no longer so natural intimacy.

But at the same time, the things they never mention will come to the fore at some point and dominate their behavior and heartbeat.

Like Song Yingshi, it is difficult to find a reason to explain why she is curious about the world of ntxl with Huaixu, and why she refuses to unbind CP.

But Song Yingshi understood very well why Huaixu asked her if she was getting hot in the practice classroom, and why was she almost entangled with her in front of the bed at midnight.

There are many things they can only do, not say, so that they can maintain the delicate balance of the two under the pretense of confusion.

The white mirror-like smooth water surface was suddenly wrinkled by the spring breeze when I went out to record.

When her gaze always followed Huai Xu's figure, Song Yingshi realized that she seemed to be bent?

Before she could think about it, just a few hours later, on the path in front of the Baita, she learned that Huaixu valued her fans and heard that she wanted to concentrate on her career.

In fact, Song Yingshi should agree. Idols fall in love because idols are disqualified. Putting it on fans is a matter of breaking out. Of course, when your career is on the rise, you have to start a career. Song Yingshi has always been in favor.

It's just that when this matter fell on her own head, at that moment, Song Yingshi didn't think about this level at all, she just thought of one sentence: Then she doesn't have to worry about whether to bend or not.

Song Ying always ignored these and chose to go back to being a straight daughter again.

She was cautious and pretended to be indifferent, but it was easier said than done to retreat.

The Huai Xu on Er Gong's stage made her unable to take her eyes off her, and her heart was terrified.

When she jumped on Huaixu herself in difficulty, when she went behind the curtain with Huaixu, when Huaixu asked her for a kiss, and she pretended not to know her lips were drawn to the palm of her hand, when she was pregnant with a secret Mind with Huaixu's lips printed on the stage -

Everything was out of control again.

Last night, she refused to think about it under the excuse of exhaustion, but tonight...

She couldn't refuse tonight's Huaixu.

Now, she is in her arms.

Huai Xu wrapped her like a tidbit, and every piece of her flesh was sucking her. Huai Xu gently embraced it, and Song Yingshi had a hard time getting out.

Song Yingshi stabilized her mind, she hadn't yet figured out what to do next, Huaixu's arms folded even tighter, and Song Yingshi's thoughts that had just become more tidy were suddenly messy.

Huai Xu will not want to…

Song Yingshi just got up, and the space behind him slowly empties.

Huai Xu backed away.

Song Yingshi let out a sigh of relief, but her heart became empty. She didn't even know what she wanted.

She closed her eyes and turned to look at Huaixu.

Although it was inevitable that she could see herself clearly, Song Yingshi had a hard time changing her attitude towards Huaixu in just a few minutes.

She subconsciously obeyed the topic and plan just now, and smiled lightly:

"I'm done? Then I'll go back to the room. Don't open the window. I'm really afraid that you will get sick. You will go back to the White Pagoda tomorrow night. You can sleep well tonight and have a rest. I'll take you to play tomorrow. Think about it. There is no place to go.”

Song Yingshi's calf muscles clump together, her heart sometimes hangs high and sometimes falls like she's on a roller coaster, but she can still chat with Huaixu easily.

She can even tell Huai Xu a bunch of nonsense nonsense!

Song Ying was amazed at her acting skills for a while.

Song Yingshi was two steps away, in the dim light, Huai Xu forcibly suppressed her anxious thoughts and calmly observed Song Yingshi's expression.

Unfortunately, Song Yingshi was still magnanimous.

But when Song Yingshi showed a hint of shaking...

Huaixu's eyes darkened.

It was she who was too impatient today.

When she thought of Song Yingshi's secrets with others and the world she was not allowed to touch, it was difficult for Huaixu to contain some of her dark thoughts.

The desire to monopolize all of Song Ying's mind and spirit has never grown recklessly, and she chose to indulge tonight.

When looking at Song Ying who was indifferent, Huai Xu was unwilling and disappointed, but she was more patient.

Because it was Song Yingshi, she had enough patience.

At least for now, they are still together. Better than nothing. And it is much better.

take it easy.

Huaixu slowly gave way to leave the balcony, her eyes still fixed on Song Yingshi, her voice was low:

"Okay, good night, little ten."

"Good night."

Song Yingshi lowered her head slightly, lifted her stiff calf, and walked out quickly, not forgetting to bring up the door of Huaixu's room, closing it tightly without leaking a single crack.

She clenched the doorknob tightly and didn't let go, leaned her back against the door, and stared blankly at the bright passageway with lights in front of her, but her mind was filled with the dim bedroom separated by a wall.

...For a moment, she saw Huai Xu's eyes.

She really thought she couldn't get out.

The worst thing here is that Song Yingshi can't guarantee that when the lively beauty wants to keep her, she will be fascinated.

"…"

Song Yingshi said to himself in a voice that was almost silent:

"It was a terrible night."

After lowering her head and thinking for two or three seconds, she slowed down and looked back at Huaixu's door before leaving, with a bright smile on the corners of her lips.

It was also a very beautiful and wonderful night.

When Song Yingshi returned to the room, her footsteps were gentle from the beginning, and then slowly became brisk.

It's not like walking through a simple passage, but like walking from one end of the road to the other, or slowly firming up your choice and at the same time acknowledging the road to go, so there is wind under your feet.

She had washed up a long time ago, and the home clothes on her body were a little wet with the quilts. Song Yingshi changed into a clean set and checked the time, it was still a while before she went to sleep.

She lit a scented candle. The candle flame was small but bright. The sweet and sour scent of berries and the forest slowly spread, making Song Yingshi relax slowly.

She was leaning against the bedside and brushing her phone, but when she saw the words, it seemed like she didn't read them. No matter how they were connected, they couldn't form a sentence, and she couldn't even taste the taste of melons.

Song Yingshi chose to give up after swiping for five minutes, which was simply useless to play with the phone.

She hesitated, opened the major platforms again, and searched for keywords such as "ntxl", "lily", "ji cub" in the input box.

Although she denounced too much dross on the Internet before, but... as a newcomer, she still has to firmly grasp the opportunity to gain knowledge, and she will have no mobile phone when she goes back tomorrow.

And she is bound to be with Huai Xu in the daytime tomorrow, so she can't search in front of Huai Xu.

Song Yingshi's reasons were extremely sufficient, so he used various trumpets to check it out without any psychological burden.

When she swiped on Weibo, she saw that a straight daughter had contributed to Jiquan big V, telling how she was bent, and the length was 800 words.

After Song Yingshi read it, she liked the other party with sympathy. She doesn't have the habit of leaving messages and interacting, but at this time, no one talked about it, so she couldn't help but say in more than 100 comments:

I just turned half an hour ago, and I am in the same mood as the lady who contributed #shaking hands

After posting, Song Yingshi went to Zhihu for a walk. After she browsed around, she found a new private message on Weibo.

The lady who contributed the article actually sent her a private message.

"Hello, sister, it is also fate to be broken on the same day. My girlfriend and I are playing in a group of Ji cubs, do you want to come and play? We are all friendly! It doesn't matter if you don't, I wish you and your girlfriend 99 #love”

Song Yingshi didn't pay much attention to the front, and all her mental energy was attracted by the last sentence. She replied:

"Thank you, she's not my girlfriend yet."

The other party replied quickly: "She didn't flirt with you, did you bend it yourself?"

Song Yingshi recalled and replied rigorously:

"When I was a straight daughter, she thought I was Ji Cub, and she thought we were together, but I rejected her at the showdown."

Opponent: "Tactically fall back, then what?"

Song Yingshi said with a sullen face: "Then she didn't do anything, I bent myself."

The other party: "I didn't do anything??? What the hell, then she must be very good-looking #dogtou, are you greedy for her body?"

Song Yingshi was unconvinced: "I am very beautiful myself, why do I crave her body?"

She said this with extra confidence. She was a beautiful woman, and she just bent, so she really doesn't want a woman's body. The main reason why I didn't dare to look at Huai Xu's body before was... uncomfortable.

The other party is kind and fluent: "Okay, it's her who is greedy for your body."

?

Song Yingshi dignified the puppy's face and replied slowly, "You are right."

The other party: "Hahahahaha, then do you want to come to our group? We will give you an idea. However, there is one more question to ask first."

Song Yingshi was a little moved. It's not that I want to hear their ideas, I mainly want to see what other Ji cubs are like.

She didn't talk about emotional matters with friends in her last life, and she didn't have a second Ji cub friend (should) except Huaixu in this life. She knew very little about this group, and she was currently between separation and integration.

One more way of understanding is always good, and living people are more vivid.

After making up her mind, Song Yingshi said, "What is the question? You ask."

The other party replied quickly: "Are you a fan of Song hug?"

Song Yingshi: "?"

The other party: "Passers-by are fine, it's okay if it's not black. Our group is basically in the pit. If you're black, it's not easy to come hahaha."

Song Yingshi: …

Seeing Song Ying, she didn't reply, and the other side said enthusiastically:

"Isn't there anyone who doesn't know how to embrace Song? Oh, it's possible, although everyone in the lily circle doesn't know it, it's normal for you to just bend + not watch the draft."

"I'll give you some science."

Song Yingshi's face was hot from shame, she tried her best to keep her face expressionless:

"I know, no science is needed."

As "Song" who is in the arms of Song, she knows too much, clearly, and clearly.

Yuanyuan opened a group called "Give a Ji Hui": "I sent the QR code to that sister, she will be here."

Delicate and soft 0: "Hahahaha"

Midnight Sad Rose: "Okay"

Yuanyuan was coaxed by the group of friends to submit articles, and the group of friends also watched her comment area and found a fresh little Ji cub who was on the same day as Yuanyuan, and encouraged Yuanyuan to call her sister quickly.

Yuanyuan symbolically invited the other party to play in the group. Anyway, there was not much more than one thousand people.

Unexpectedly, the other party has a tortuous story, and the group friends are more interested in her, so Yuanyuan officially invited her for the second time.

After Jing Xuan was busy with the support club, she opened the Qianren Ji Cub group and saw that everyone was welcoming the newcomers.

I don't know which provocateur managed to change the new crowd's business card to "Broken Shell". The newcomer was welcomed and teased with this cute ID, and some people even asked her about the length of her fingers.

Broken Shell: Why do you need to measure your fingers?

Seeing this, Jing Xuan felt that Xiao Ji had just broken her shell, she was ignorant, and she was too good.

She came forward to stop it: Be restrained, don't scare people.

Because of the multiple identities of the first person in the group + the president of the support club + the master of the same person, Jing Xuan has a high prestige in the group. When she speaks, everyone is quite calm and chats honestly.

But broken shell Xiaoji was too shy, she started diving after saying hello, and she also sent emoji when she appeared. Everyone gradually turned the topic to their source of happiness.

You have cat cake: "It's been a full 8 hours since the last time I gave out candy to Song Bao."

Meng 0: "I don't know if they are on the bed or under the bed, on a bed or a bed"

Want Soft 1: "Today's thirteenth re-brush of materials is over, hehe...hehehehe..."

Hunk: "Guess who gets on and who gets off tonight?"

There was a fierce debate in the group immediately around the topic of the battle thrown by the macho.

In front of the screen, Song Yingshi was full of question marks.

She knows that everyone is the same when it comes to CP, but she has never fired a CP with anyone, and she is relatively unfamiliar with the business of being a protagonist.

Now seeing with my own eyes a whole group of CP fans knocking on her and Huai Xu's CP, and fighting for Mo Xianwu's top and bottom, this feeling is too...

Song Yingshi rubbed her arms, got up and put on a mask. She cut it out and replied to the news for a while, and communicated with everyone in the family group and Chunye group.

After she washed the mask and took care of her skin, she cut to the penguin.

Half an hour has passed, and they are still arguing with reason. They are all crooked and plausible. Some outstanding players are simply fighting with Confucian scholars, and the whole group chat atmosphere is so hot that it is smoking.

"…"

Song Yingshi wore a black line all over her head and came out to tell everyone the truth:

"Don't argue, they sleep separately."

Eleventh Party: "You are outrageous!"

The first party: "You talk nonsense!"

Mutual Attack Party: "Impossible!"

In the face of the enemy, the three families stood on a united front in tacit understanding!

"…"

Zhengzhu, who was mad at the cp fan, turned off his mobile phone in a funny way, and fell asleep.

Fight, fight, fight.

I don't know if it was because I played too much on the phone before going to bed, Song Yingshi didn't sleep very well.

She dreamed of Huaixu.

Huaixu stood by the sea, she was a touch of Klein blue in the sky.

In the sea breeze, her figure was blown to pieces.

The sea breeze is salty and humid, and the seascape is barren.

She stepped into the sea step by step.

—

Song Yingshi took a deep breath, opened her eyes at the same time, and woke up from her dream.

She took a few heavy breaths, grabbed the phone on the bedside table, found Huaixu's WeChat and typed a video.

There was no answer over there, Song Yingshi's sanity gradually returned to the cage in the sound effect, she looked around.

...just a dream.

What is she making a fuss about?

Song Yingshi moved her fingers and was about to hang up.

Just a second before her finger was about to drop, the video suddenly switched on.

Huai Xu's face appeared on the screen.

She didn't seem to wake up, still lying on the pillow, the black hair scattered on the white goose down pillow, hitting the feeling of heavy color.

Huaixu's face without Fendai had a hazy sleepiness, her eyes were half-closed, her face was sullen, and her voice was hoarse just after waking up:

"Song Xiaoshi, you better have..."

Song Yingshi guessed that she was going to ask her what was wrong, but she was really fine, so she couldn't say that she was frightened by a dream. It seems that she is very naive, not desirable.

But Huaixu stopped halfway through his words, propped up his upper body, and his expression gradually became clearer:

"Call me suddenly... what's wrong with you? Sick?"

This was the first time Song Yingshi called her, and the distance between the two was so close, Song Yingshi chose to call her, and Huai Xu realized that something was wrong as soon as she woke up.

When she carefully looked at Song Ying in the video, she didn't see any sickness, but it was better to see it with her own eyes.

Huaixu said, holding the phone in one hand, and was about to twist herself out of bed.

Song Yingshi, who was on the screen, didn't know how to appreciate it, and suddenly covered her eyes and cried out:

"Huaixu, put your clothes on first, I'm fine, don't worry, you can take care of your clothes first!"

Song Yingshi covered her eyes in a very gentlemanly manner, but the glance had long since flashed into her mind, and she could not get rid of it.

Huaixu Xu rubbed off a shoulder strap of her nightdress in her sleep. At this moment, when she got up, the collar of her nightdress on her right shoulder fell to her upper arm, and the already loose neckline became bigger and bigger.

The skin is as greasy as snow, lively and fragrant.

Fortunately, when Huai Xu was thinking about Song Ying at this time, she lowered her eyes and glanced at her chest. She didn't have any thoughts of flirting, so she quickly straightened her collar and walked out.

Song Yingshi saw that the picture in the video was getting closer and closer to her, and she had the habit of locking the door to sleep, so she immediately got out of bed and opened the door for Huaixu.

She trotted to the door, remembered something in the middle of her run, turned around and took a picture in front of the full-length mirror.

Well, it looks okay, although she didn't sleep well and her face turned pale, she was still an uncompromising beauty.

Song Yingshi's camera was aimed at herself, Huaixu didn't know what she was doing, and quietly watched her running around:

"Can you open the door?"

Seeing Song Ying being so lively, she felt that she didn't need to worry about it.

Song Yingshi cleared her throat embarrassedly:

"It's here, what are you in a hurry?"

Song Yingshi opened the door.

A door frame separated the two, Huaixu tilted her head to go in, but found that Song Ying had no intention of giving way.

Huai Xu raised her eyebrows.

Song Yingshi gave the reason: "I didn't make the bed, it's a bit messy."

Huaixu smiled lowly and teased: "I don't see much about what your bed looks like."

Sometimes when Song Ying was in a hurry, Huai Xu helped her make the bed.

"…"

Song Yingshi was depressed.

It really is.

This is the disadvantage of eating grass by the side of the nest. The other party has seen what kind of virtue you have, and you will start to pay attention to the image halfway through? It's too late.

Huai Xu is very clear about the beauty not making the bed, what else is she thinking about covering up? By the way, Song Yingshi reflected on what mirror she just looked in. Does Huai Xu see how she just woke up?

Waking up early makes a person less wise indeed.

After a wave of reflection, Song Yingshi found a reasonable reason, and took a few steps back to let Huaixu in.

The layout of the two suites in this building is not bad. Huaixu just glanced at it and asked Song Yingshi:

"What's up?"

Song Yingshi could only vaguely say:

"I'm not sick, I'm just frightened by a nightmare, I didn't mean to wake you up, sorry."

It was only dimly lit outside the window, Song Yingshi felt sorry for Huaixu for not being able to sleep in during the holidays, so her tone was extraordinarily soft.

"It's only after five o'clock. Go back and sleep for a while. I'll tell you to get up after cooking, how about it?"

"lunch?"

"Breakfast." Knowing that Huai Xu was amusing, Song Yingshi hummed, "Breakfast is also fine."

Huaixu nodded.

Song Yingshi pushed her out when she agreed.

I don't know why, but now that she thinks that she hasn't washed, done her hair, or changed her clothes in front of Huai Xu, she feels a little uncomfortable. Should I get used to this again?

Pushing all the way to the door, Huai Xu suddenly turned around and confirmed in a slow voice:

"Are you all right? Just a nightmare?"

Song Ying was slightly startled.

There was no joking look in Huaixu's eyes, and there was no temptation to hide the hook, but she was pure and didn't need her help when she wanted to be sure of Song Ying.

"…"

Something happened now, Song Yingshi thought, her heartbeat seemed to be accelerating.

The corners of Song Yingshi's lips couldn't help turning upwards, and she pulled up Huaixu's hand, her palm facing her.

Her forehead slammed into it, her eyes were still looking at Huaixu, and her voice was sweet:

"Look, the temperature is normal, it's fine."

Huaixu carefully felt the temperature of Song Ying's forehead, and her brows gradually stretched:

"Um."

Huaixu's heart gradually fell back, she wanted to stay with Song Yingshi for a while. But when she remembered that Song Ying had a nightmare and didn't sleep well, she restrained her thoughts, pressed her head, and said softly:

"Sleep a little longer, breakfast is not in a hurry, brunch is just right."

Song Yingshi nodded.

Huaixu said again, "If you have another nightmare..." Just call her.

Song Yingshi remembered the content of the nightmare, disliked the bad meaning, frowned and shook her head:

"I don't want to do it, I don't want to do it, I will never have this nightmare again."

Huaixu thought she was afraid of the horror scene in the nightmare, so she smiled comfortingly:

"Well, Xiao Shi have a good night's sleep."

Song Yingshi thought about it, she really had nothing to say, and she was a little afraid that Huaixu would see that she had become clumsy today.

When it's time to accept it, accept it, and then look at Huaixu, who is standing in front of her, Song Yingshi and Huaixu calmly say good morning to each other, and make up their sleep separately.

When this one returned to sleep, Song Ying slept well, without dreaming, and finally woke up from hunger.

She picked up her phone full of energy and looked at it. It was 5 minutes past 10.

Song Yingshi quickly got out of bed to wash, ready to go to the kitchen to show off her skills, but when she went upstairs, she smelled the aroma of food.

She turned to the kitchen and saw that Huaixu was already busy.

"...You get up so early?"

Huaixu fiddled with the oven without looking up, and said, "It's getting up at half past nine, it's getting late. I'll be ready to call you, wait a while."

"…"

Song Yingshi remembered her arrogance that she was going to cook in the morning, and she muttered for a while.

Why is it so difficult to make a good impression?

Song Yingshi was a little disheartened and slumped on the sofa as an honest trash waiting for dinner.

She was bored and took out her mobile phone, and saw the group of Ji cubs who were always at 99+.

When Song Yingshi poked in, she no longer embraced Song, but chatted all over the screen. She relaxedly browsed the daily chats of the Ji cubs.

Because she said "good morning", she was caught on the spot by the elusive Yuanyuan.

Yuanyuan: "Little Ji, how are you and your Ji cub? Is there any progress? Let's chat, we can all give you advice."

Song Yingshi glanced at the kitchen and saw that Huaixu was busy, so she decided to talk about fifty cents.

"We are staying at my house now. Because we were busy with work a while ago, we finally had a holiday. We slept until nine or ten. I said I was going to cook, but she was robbed of it. Now I am waiting for her to cook."

Song Yingshi sent it out, and a person appeared in the group to reply to her.

I don't believe that this group has 1: "Isn't this a hug to Song?"