Rose with Snow

In the afternoon, when the scorching sun is at its peak, a piece passes through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating each other's expressions very clearly.

When Huai Xu looked at her like that, Song Yingshi was smiling, but weight suddenly dropped on her lips.

Huai Xu's expression was as usual, restrained and guarded, and she couldn't see the offensive posture in the early morning. Secretly, she gently curled her fingers, bringing out a little itch on the inside of Song Yingshi's wrist.

Song Yingshi's lips moved, and she asked patiently:

"doing what?"

Huaixu stopped the movement of her hand and closed it at one point. When she looked at Song Ying with wide eyes, she didn't say anything.

Like a quiet and sensible child, obediently begging for candy.

Song Yingshi's throat was itchy, and she narrowed her eyes.

The lingering aura when Xiguang was not revealed seemed to be here all the time, and it didn't dissipate for a long time.

Song Yingshi walked back, and the arms of the two fell back to their sides because of the distance.

She moved Huaixu's chin, lowered her head and kissed the chin under her lips, and then moved to the corner of her lips, kissing her twice in a teasing manner.

Song Yingshi's movements were not in a hurry, Huaixu even heard the teasing and intimacy coming out of her throat.

Huaixu's eyeballs moved under her lids, she raised her hand, and it was pushed down halfway by Song Yingshi like a prophet.

Song Yingshi rubbed Huai Xu's chin with her hand and slid down her jawbone, and then lingered behind her ears, scratching the chin of a cat, and said:

"Is the morning enough?"

Huaixu's lips parted slightly, her eyes lowered on Song Yingshi's hand:

"forget."

"Um?"

Huaixu added: "I forgot what the smell was."

Song Yingshi's eyes moved from the eyes she avoided looking directly to the mouth that was lying. Facing the poor excuse, she pretended to ponder:

"Did you forget when you fell asleep?"

Huai Xu pushed her hand away, her tone was cold and a little dry:

"Your mouth can only speak?"

The docile and seductive woman suddenly revealed her true form, the familiar rose thorn.

Song Yingshi burst into a smile, and the heat spilled onto Huai Xu's lips, thinning into mist, and Huai Xu subconsciously licked the inside of the crevice of her lips.

The warm and dry breath came back to Huaixu's face again, getting stronger and stronger until the kiss really fell.

Grinding, licking and kissing, pushing in along the gap between the lips, obsessed, and the sound of water leaking out.

The battle between lips and teeth grabbed all their minds.

During the slightest drunkenness, Huaixu vaguely heard a faint sound, like something was working.

She looked up at random, and at a glance, she saw the elevator button flashing, jumping up, and finally stopping.

The elevator door opened behind Song Yingshi——

Huai Xu immediately stepped back and got away, before she could say anything to Song Yingshi, she avoided the direction facing the elevator and rubbed her lips with the back of her hand.

Song Yingshi frowned and looked at Huaixu, she was still immersed in the intoxicating atmosphere, and quickly smiled again:

"Don't doubt my mouth..." Can you only speak? Why not continue?

Before she could finish, she was quickly interrupted by Huai Xu: "A guest is here."

Song Yingshi: ?

Song Yingshi's first reaction was the driver, but she immediately denied that the driver could not come directly. This is also the reason why Song Yingshi dared to tease Huaixu here without defense.

... Who else has the combination lock for her apartment except her?

A bad premonition came to her mind, Song Yingshi slowly looked back.

Xu Conghan was standing in the elevator door, as if he was observing his hairstyle against the inner wall of the elevator, but he didn't look out.

When Song Yingshi looked at it, she looked over and waved gently and kindly:

"Xiao Shi, come and get your lunch. You must be starving..."

Song Yingshi's heart was pounding, why did her mother come!

She hurried up to meet her and picked up the incubator: "Mom, why is it you, not that Xiaohe..."

Xu Conghan walked out of the elevator gracefully: "I'll take a look, why, do you have anything shameful about it?"

Xu Conghan's tone was teasing, and he said casually, Song Yingshi remembered the thrilling appearance just now, her scalp was numb, and she almost shuddered.

Fortunately, Ms. Xu Conghan happened to miss the polished glass, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Song Yingshi had lingering fears, but after many years of acting skills, her face was calm: "I mean, I'll go home later, how tired you are."

Xu Conghan waved his hand lightly: "I'm only happy to see my daughter. Also, you're home, what about your friends who live here?"

After saying this, Xu Conghan stood still, turned to look at Huaixu, and smiled:

"Huai Xu? I used to watch you on the show, but today I finally see the real person."

Huai Xu was looking at Xu Conghan and took two steps forward. When Xu Conghan and Song Yingshi couldn't speak between mother and daughter, she remained silent.

At this moment Xu Conghan was talking to her, Huaixu stood up straighter, smiled and said:

"Hello auntie, it's the first time we meet."

Song Yingshi followed by and said, "This is Huaixu. It was too late last night. I asked her to sleep here together."

This introduction and explanation was a bit redundant, but Song Yingshi couldn't help but say it. In the final analysis, it was because of a guilty conscience, and he was a little afraid that Xu Conghan's good impression of Huaixu would be compromised.

After all, for Xu Conghan, who loves her daughter, Song Yingshi did not come home to live on rare vacations twice in a row because of her cuddling.

In front of him, Xu Conghan almost looked at the person from head to toe, and praised without hesitation:

"How can she be so beautiful? On TV, I was still thinking, is there some beauty filter? I just saw it today and found out that there is really a little girl who is more handsome than Xiao Shi."

Song Yingshi was relieved to hear that, Xu Conghan's sincere compliment was not a scene at first glance, and it seemed that she didn't have to worry that Huaixu would be deducted for her first appearance.

But when she heard her head full of question marks at the end, why did you compliment people and step on them?

Song Yingshi's question came from the bottom of his heart: "Am I prettier than Huaixu?"

Xu Conghan glanced at her sideways and touched her head lovingly: "In mother's eyes, her child is the most beautiful."

Song Yingshi said with peace of mind, "I'll just say..."

Xu Conghan turned to look at Huaixu, blinked and said, "But in front of Huaixu, I'm her fan."

Song Yingshi: "..."

Huaixu's smile became more and more beautiful, and she touched the tip of her nose with her hand to cover one or two.

When Xu Conghan turned around, Song Yingshi glared at her. Don't think I can't see you're secretly gloating.

After saying a few more words to Huai Xu, Xu walked to the restaurant from Han: "Quickly open the box and take out the food, it should still be hot."

Song Yingshi responded and was about to lift it up when Huai Xu took the lead in holding the handle, raised her chin in the direction of the island, and said in a low voice:

"Go get our mother a glass of water, I'll come."

"?"

Song Yingshi tutted, and also lowered her voice:

"Why don't you dare to shout like that in front of my mother?"

"Do you want me to shout?"

"What do you dare I don't dare."

Song Yingshi glanced at the past, don't think she couldn't see it, Huaixu's back has not really relaxed until now, everyone is tense, so she still wants to tease her.

Huaixu chuckled, this time in a lower voice:

"Wipe your mouth while you're in the kitchen."

Song Yingshi was stunned. After walking into the kitchen, she took out her phone and turned on the front camera. After only one glance, the tips of her ears became hot, and she took out a tissue to cover her head and wipe her mouth.

At the other end of the house, Huaixu opened the insulation box, took out the insulation boxes one by one from the inside out, and placed them on the table with the corners aligned.

Xu Conghan joked: "A little obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

Huaixu took her own status as a junior, and replied respectfully and politely: "A little bit, not serious, I like things to be neat."

"Then you usually like to pack things in the dormitory of your program group?"

"Well, there are cameras, it's not good to mess up."

"My daughter, I know that Xiao Shi didn't like to clean up the bed since he was a child. He said that he could sleep comfortably when he was messed up. I see that every time I take pictures of your dormitory, the quilt is neat and tidy. Can you help her?"

Huai Xu was unscrewing the heat preservation bucket without a trace, she picked up the lid, and the aroma of sparerib soup wafted in the air.

Song Yingshi followed Wei'er and came over: "It's so fragrant, there's nothing to say about Aunt Mei's craftsmanship."

In the white air, she put the water glass in front of Xu Conghan: "Mom, drink some water."

Huaixu said quietly: "I occasionally help out, and Xiao Shi often helps me too. Roommates, help each other."

Song Yingshi looked at the two of them: "What are you talking about? What dormitory did I hear..."

Xu Conghan smiled and said, "What else can you say, gossip?"

She looked at Huai Xu again: "I know you are a good boy, don't spoil Xiao Shi."

Xu Conghan's eyes lingered back on Song Yingshi, and said angrily, "I don't know how to make a bed when I go out. I'm an 18-year-old girl, so I'm not ashamed."

Song Yingshi: ?

If you praise Huai Xu, you will praise Huai Xu, why do you step on her again?

Isn't it normal to forget sometimes when you're busy, anyway, Huaixu can't see it, it's helpful. Why didn't she make the bed!

Song Yingshi said quietly: "Mom, you are my black fan, right?"

Xu Conghan distributed the chopsticks to two people and said with a smile:

"What nonsense, eat quickly."

After Xu Conghan served each of them a bowl of soup, he knew that he would put pressure on his daughters and friends, so he thoughtfully didn't sit there watching them eat, and got up to go to other places.

There were only two people left in the restaurant.

Song Yingshi bit the pork ribs that had been stewed until they were so tender, and rubbed the bone stick and stared at her.

Huaixu received it keenly, and the two looked back and forth, interacting silently.

Song Yingshi, as a stepping-stone to being stepped on twice by her fans, has a subtle feeling of being disgraced by her parents in front of Huai Xu. The more she looks at Huai Xu, the less pleasing to the eye.

At this time, when the parents were away, Song Ying was very fierce:

"Haven't you seen beautiful women? Don't look at them."

Huaixu wrote lightly: "I want to see it again."

"..."

The enemy threw sugar-coated cannonballs, Song Yingshi took a mouthful of hot soup and slowly snorted:

"rhetoric."

Huaixu cleverly changed the topic: "You and auntie go home later, I'll come back to my house."

Song Yingshi raised her eyebrows: "What are you going to do when you go back?"

"Change the clothes." Huaixu said, "Also, I haven't gone back for a while."

Anyway, that was where she lived, her temporary home, she was away from home and had to go back and have a look.

Moreover, Huai Xu hasn't gone back since she regained her memory.

Song Yingshi ate two mouthfuls of vegetables and chewed slowly: "Then where do you sleep at night?"

"my home."

"Come back and sleep here."

Two people gave two answers.

Huaixu put chopsticks, minced meat and eggplant for her: "I'm too lazy to toss, you'll pick me up tomorrow."

Song Yingshi was dissatisfied with her persistence and snorted softly, "Why should I pick you up?"

Huaixu obediently said: "Then I will come to you myself."

Song Yingshi felt more comfortable, but she felt something was wrong. Just as she was about to speak again, Xu Conghan walked over:

"How is it? Does it still suit your taste, Huaixu?"

The private rivalry between the two ends here.

When Huai Xu reached the intersection of the road in front of the community, it was almost 6 o'clock.

When Huai Xu got off the bus, the driver went around to the back to get her luggage and said with a smile:

"Goodbye, Miss White."

When Huai Xu left, Xu Conghan insisted that the driver take her back, saying that there was still a shift driver at home, so that he would not delay things. Huai Xu couldn't shirk, so he took the Song family car back.

She held the handrail of the suitcase and said softly, "Goodbye."

It was still very bright at 6 o'clock in the summer, and this scene was seen by many people. The people who live in this old community are broken and messy, like the spider webs of the last century. If there is any trouble, they will be disturbed into pieces, and they have no idea what social distance is.

When Huai Xu bought some fruit from the supermarket and returned to the community, a group of idle middle-aged women and elderly people with grandchildren on the fitness equipment looked at her back and forth, and the voices of the previous heated discussions suddenly fell.

A beautiful woman who lives alone, especially so beautiful that she even walks swaying. A glance at a woman who is intriguing always seems to represent an endless story.

When this woman gets into a luxury car, her reputation stinks.

And when she reappeared on TV in the distance, she saw that she was in the limelight and was admired by countless people. When the wind turned, everyone praised her with contempt: she has a beautiful face, has a scheming, and has skills, and she has come out of nowhere!

At this time, I saw Huai Xu coming back after a long absence, still in a luxury car! As if they had grasped the truth, they pointed out:

"The big star from our community is back."

Someone leaned on the railing and asked Huaixu: "Are you Huaixu? I've seen you before... You just got in that car and heard about three or five million? My granddaughter said that you can earn so much before you debuted. money?"

"You didn't read the hot search before, how much is the star's daily salary? What is a car? Haha..."

Huai Xu's eyes swept over lightly.

Her eyes had a thin and frightening light, and her eyes that were always like autumn water showed the coldness of autumn killing, and there was contempt and contempt in her boundless coldness.

For the first time, they felt that the other party was not just an extraordinarily beautiful cold woman living in a shabby neighborhood.

She was almost noble and no longer belonged to this rundown community. For her, this is a drainage ditch on the side of the road, and she is destined to gallop to the sky. The two are the difference between clouds and mud, and those who climb the ladder will no longer look down at the stinky ditch.

The middle-aged man who was laughing suddenly got stuck, and his face flushed with the light in her eyes.

No one spoke to the others. With Huai Xu's unhurried, steady and powerful footsteps, they disappeared little by little in the air, leaving only the embarrassment of the flies revelling but ignoring them silently fermenting.

After a while, they all found a decent reason to leave.

Huaixu didn't know anything about what happened behind her, and she didn't care. Maybe she had quickened her pace for that kind of look before her rebirth, now? Huaixu laughed.

She found the key and opened the door. After coming back after nearly a month, the room was unbearably stuffy. Huaixu opened the window to release the air, then turned on the air conditioner. After drinking a glass of water to relieve the dry mouth, she slowly looked at the room.

In the last life, she did not participate in the talent show, but she quickly moved out of here and went to the villa Song Ming prepared for her. Later, she escaped from Song Ming, but was brought home by Fu Shu.

Not long after that, the house upstairs caught fire, and most of the house with it was burned down, leaving nothing behind.

Huaixu briefly glanced at the drawer in the living room and turned into the bedroom.

She has lived here by herself for a long time since her parents died, but she has not bought anything, so it is clear what is in the room.

Huaixu slowly turned her eyes, and after sweeping the surface, she opened all the drawers. When she opened the mezzanine drawer of the wardrobe, her heart skipped a beat.

Huai flocculently looked at the things in the drawer little by little.

Here, she habitually puts out her documents, and all the documents that she had and didn't have since she was a child are here.

The piano certificate when she was a child, the insurance documents that her parents had bought for her that had not been renewed for a long time, the opening of the school bag, and even the award certificate of the elementary school Olympiad, which made Huaixu's eyes soft.

She flipped through the pages and put down what she had seen. When she held the high school diploma in her hand, the warning in her heart became stronger.

Huaixu put down everything else, picked up the certificate and sat by the bed.

Her middle school is twelve, divided into junior high school and high school. Huaixu's reading is very coincidental. At that time, the old city was not demolished. In order to discuss the conditions for the demolition, the Twelve Middle School, which was going to relocate the school, took out some places for the junior high school.

The top middle schools in S city are very attractive. After the demolition is completed, Huaixu has also been allocated a place.

In that year, the urban planning changed. The new school district of No. 12 Middle School was the old city center, which was in decline and was about to rise, and the upstart district with an inch of land and a lot of money. Therefore, the school also had a lot of money. After a while, it was still golden and very beautiful.

But nothing unusual.

Huaixu read the graduation certificate over and over several times, but there was no inspiration in her heart.

She frowned slightly and thought for a while, if it wasn't for the problem with the graduation certificate, then...

Turning his thoughts to the school itself, Huai Xu tapped twice on the gold leaf font of "S City Twelfth Senior High School" on the graduation certificate, took out his mobile phone with his backhand, and entered two keywords in the search box——

"Twelve Provincial Museum"

Results jumped out quickly.

"The back door of No. 12 Middle School and the Provincial Museum are across the road. You can take No. 113 and No. 52..."

The place where Fu Shu committed suicide was not in front of the Provincial Museum, but in front of the back door of No. 12 Middle School.

Here is the answer.

Song Yingshi followed Xu Conghan home, and it was rare that Song Cheng was also at home.

"Knowing that my daughter is coming back, I pushed everything I could. It's been a long time since I saw each other? Now that I go out, who doesn't praise my daughter for her ability, her likability, and her envy."

Song Yingshi pursed her lips and smiled: "Really or not? Dad, why don't you take me to meet your friend?"

"Hey, my daughter is busy, even busier than me. I have to check the time of Mr. Song. When is Mr. Song free?"

Xu Conghan sighed lightly beside him: "You father and daughter can talk about each other."

The three looked at each other and laughed together.

Song Yingshi knew that with Song Cheng's status, it was impossible for her business friends to envy a little idol in a talent show. Song Cheng said this all because he loved her, and he was also expressing his position, not interfering with her career development at all.

How lucky she is to have such a family.

After chatting with Song Cheng and Xu Conghan for a while, Song Yingshi took advantage of Xu Conghan to go to the kitchen to see the dinner dishes, and told Song Cheng about the need for manpower.

Song Yingshi complained, "It's not convenient for me to do anything."

Song Cheng said, "What does Xiao Song always want to do? For example?"

Song Yingshi thought about it for a while, and said half-truth: "For example, if someone offends me, I have to see how miserable he is now."

Song Cheng smiled: "Look at your little eyes."

Saying that, Song Cheng, who loves his daughter, is very honest. After pondering for a while, he took out his mobile phone and called the life assistant.

After dinner, Song Yingshi received a friend request.

She clicked through, the other party was Chen Ru, and she often helped the Song family, not only Song Cheng, but also other Song family members, so there were many people and connections under her hand. During this time, Chen Rugui used her.

Song Yingshi asked her to go to City B to check on Zheng Qiyi's current situation without saying a word.

After arranging this matter, Song Yingshi continued to be a good daughter, accompanied her parents to watch TV dramas that couldn't be famous, and chatted about each other.

It was supposed to talk about the plot, but because the family of three did not usually watch dramas, and each had their own busy schedule, they only got together tonight, like the most ordinary family, so they all knew nothing about the plot, and in the end they all got together. Small eyes.

Song Yingshi's words changed, and she calmly began to comment on the acting skills of the characters. She spoke with a nose and eyes, and praised the heavens. The complaints were also very terrifying. The living room was full of Song Cheng and Xu Conghan's laughter.

At nine or ten o'clock, Song Cheng had a phone call, and Xu Conghan should also go to prepare for a beauty sleep, and the family gathering in the living room was over.

Song Yingshi took out her phone when she had done her children's obligations. The first step was to open vx.

Huaixu wouldn't stop texting her for a long time, would she?

Song Yingshi opened it and saw that there was a bright red "1" on the right side of Huai Xu's dialog box.

Barely passed.

Look at the content again:

"The boss told me to find a company dormitory before, does that count?"

The content is quite human-like and very serious. Even if Xu Conghan cranes his neck and glances at it now, he can't see that this is her daughter's kissing object during the day.

As Boss Song walked to the bedroom, he calmly replied:

"count"

"But the company's account is empty, and there is no money, so you can only live in the boss's house."

Two messages were sent out one after another, and when Song Yingshi returned to the room, Huaixu's reply also arrived.

“Unfortunately the owner is too big”

Song Yingshi raised her eyebrows, reacted to what she was thinking, and pouted softly at Huai Xu's head.

Pretending to be serious every day is simply a gentle scum. will eat people.

"The Baita dormitory is small and has two beds"

No longer poor, Song Yingshi asked seriously:

"You're finally moving out? What happened?"

It was long overdue to move, Song Yingshi raised both hands and feet in approval. But Huaixu didn't want to move before, why did she figure it out as soon as she went back?

"Well, there are paparazzi in the community."

After Huai Xu replied, she stood by the window and looked down from the gap in the curtain. There was a van downstairs on the side of the road, and the people inside never got down.

She also discovered it accidentally, relying on the sensitivity of being tracked by the paparazzi in her previous life, she only discovered their existence. It's a pity that Huai Xu didn't have what they wanted, and they were destined to return without success tonight.

The doorman of the old community is useless. Whether it is privacy and safety, or to avoid fires in the future, she should move out.

But Huaixu wasn't going to move directly to Song Yingshi's house. It was too public, and could not hide it for a long time. Song Yingshi would not understand this truth.

She lay back in her crib, held the phone to her face and typed:

"Since the company has no money, I have to pay for it myself."

Looking at the "I'm typing..." above, Huaixu had an inexplicable premonition that Song Ying was going to make trouble. With an expressionless face, she picked out a cute emoji and sent it over, interrupting the spellcasting.

The sign that was being typed disappeared for a moment.

A slight smile leaked from the corners of Huai Xu's lips, but before the smile had completely flowed out, a sentence popped up on the screen:

"Woman, am I unable to satisfy you?"

The author has something to say: "Ji Zai Diary": On July 15th, although it was madly trampled, today is the boss, very cool