"Who is Shen Yelan?"
Xu Jiao was half-truthed with sleepiness, and her body was still tired after the nonsense, but her mind was already tensed. The test just now, whether from the naturalness of her tone or from the point of view of body movements , with almost no flaws.
However, Feng Qingyu suddenly woke up—
Even when he asked this sentence, his eyes flashed with astonishing persistence.
Xu Jiao woke up and pretended that she didn't react to anything. She had already made up her mind. The two of them just came out in a state of extreme joy. Feng Qingyu believed herself, so her response at this time was also the most real.
Now Xu Jiao can rest assured that the consciousness of the heroines of the previous two worlds did not affect Feng Qingyu.
What the other party said before when he was pursuing him was just a just-in-time accident.
She opened her eyes, there was still a bit of haze in her black eyes, and her voice was hoarse: "Huh?"
Xu Jiao said, "What are you talking about?"
Feng Qingyu locked her eyes tightly, no matter how innocent she was, she didn't believe what this person said.
Today is her birthday, and it is also the best day for Xu Jiao to her in such a long time. She gave her many gifts, which made her heart fiery even in her sleep. Hard to copy.
now…
She only felt that a basin of cold water had been poured over her head.
Those hot and fiery iron plates, which seemed to be washed by cold water, made a sizzling sound, and then all disappeared and became silent after the boiling movement.
Regardless of Xu Jiao's slip of the tongue or something else, Feng Qingyu could no longer sleep.
Who is this person named Shen Yelan
man or woman
A or B
Why did Xu Jiao call out this person's name on the bed
Have they ever shared a bed
… Otherwise, how to explain the intimacy in her actions just now, the kind of unguarded, even naturally touching her and letting her sleep a little further next to her, as if Xu Jiao had slept with that person many times.
Thinking of this, Feng Qingyu felt that there was a burst of sourness in his nose, and the beating in his chest seemed to be no longer a heart, but a fresh lemon. With every squeeze of the pulse, those extremely sour The juice squeezed into the limbs and bones.
Every cell is clamoring for jealousy.
She desperately wanted to know the story behind this name, and she said it was the story that this name had happened with Xu Jiao - what was buried in those times she did not participate in
Xu Jiao didn't wait for Feng Qingyu's answer for a long time, and closed her eyes again, as if preparing to go back to sleep.
However, Feng Qingyu pushed her shoulders and shook her awake.
Xu Jiao set up so many serial strategies, but she never found the flaw in this person, and now she is a little tired, her eyelids are about to close, and she stares at Feng Qingyu drowsily.
Feng Qingyu's eyes are not as affectionate as they used to be in the past. If you want to describe it, those eyes at the moment are no longer the sparkling sea surface with small waves that are comfortable on a sunny day, but are shrouded in dark clouds. Yes, it calmed down for no reason, but it made people vaguely guess that a big storm would be set off in the future.
Very heavy, no light.
There was no turbulence in her tone, and she just asked: "You called me Shen Yelan just now, I just wanted to ask, who is this person? Your former lover?"
Seeing that she insisted on asking, Xu Jiao also recalled her relationship with Shen Yelan. After a while, she said lightly, "That's right."
She and Shen Yelan...
In fact, it's pretty unfinished.
Are the internship couples that week considered real couples
Now that I think about it, Xu Jiao can't come up with the answer herself, so even her words are so ambiguous.
But Feng Qingyu only felt suffocated for a while. Because of Xu Jiao's attitude, she suddenly felt that she was very wrong—
Will this person really be moved by himself
Does she really like herself
Thinking of the gifts today and the performance of the other party, Feng Qingyu suddenly did not dare to confirm this matter. She only took a slow breath, trying to suppress the sadness in her heart, but her eyes were uncontrollable. A damp heat came up.
After a long time, seeing that Xu Jiao was about to fall asleep again, Feng Qingyu exhaled the air in her lungs tremblingly, her voice seemed extremely calm in this room, as if she was not affected in any way.
"Jiaojiao."
She tried to control her voice so as not to tremble: "I haven't asked you this question for a long time, don't lie to me, answer this question before going to sleep, okay?"
Xu Jiaozhong opened her eyes and looked at her again. It was obvious that there was nothing wrong with Feng Qingyu's performance, but she could see through this person's strong support at a glance. Hit it, and it will collapse completely.
An inexplicable thought entered her mind, causing Xu Jiao to think:
Feng Qingyu's sadness, is he unwilling to hide it, or is he unable to hide it
Immediately afterwards, she heard the other person ask: "Today... do you like me?"
Xu Jiao was silent for two seconds. She was originally a disdain for lying, but now seeing Feng Qingyu so sad, but holding back her tears, she had an unreasonable impulse.
An urge to lie.
"Some lies are well-intentioned, Jiaojiao, everything in this world is not black and white." That person once taught her this.
At that time, she said: "But lying is a bad thing in itself, can a good result come from a bad premise?"
Now.
Xu Jiao moved her lips. According to her original plan, no matter whether today's test was successful or not, she was ready to entangle Feng Qingyu in this world to the end.
If Feng Qingyu really shares a soul with Shen Yelan and Xia Jingzhe, then she will investigate the reason to the end.
If not, then her actions are equivalent to harming the other party on Feng Qingyu's birthday. No matter what Feng Qingyu asks, she is willing to make amends, and through the summary of these worlds, she knows that the heroine treats her to her. There will be obsessions, so Feng Qingyu's request is nothing more than to let Xu Jiao be with her.
Xu Jiao is willing to turn on her acting halo in her whole life and accompany Feng Qingyu to perform this successful show.
Although the mirror flower water moon is a dream, if this fantasy is never broken, it will be no different from reality.
and…
In this way, the result of HE should also be obtained, which can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone. She and Feng Qingyu can both get what they want.
…
Xu Jiao's words haven't come out yet—
"Okay," Feng Qingyu interrupted her suddenly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was holding back her tears, she said, "Enough, I know."
In Xu Jiao's quiet appearance, Feng Qingyu couldn't hold back, and asked a second question: "From before to now... Have you ever liked me even for a second?"
Xu Jiao slowly blinked her eyes.
The silence was too long.
Feng Qingyu's tears finally fell, silently swept through the corners of her eyes, sank into the pillow fabric on the side of her face, and two small flowers bloomed, but her lips were raised, as if mocking her self-deception and innocence.
She didn't look at Xu Jiao again, as if she was afraid of seeing her heart shattered through her eyes. The long black eyelashes were glued together, and the mist in her eyes made her a little brighter.
Feng Qingyu's voice trembled uncontrollably.
"Since you don't like me..."
She said, "Why do you give me so many gifts and ask me if I like it?"
Looking back now, Feng Qingyu only felt that every sweet and sweet love at that time turned into a knife, stabbing her heart one after another.
It pokes her into holes.
Scarred all over.
Xu Jiao didn't answer. Since Feng Qingyu was not what she guessed, these words will only hurt this person even more.
But Feng Qingyu seemed to understand something from her silence—
She nodded slightly, quickly raised her hand and wiped the corner of her eyes, wiping away the trace of spillage, and then looked up at the ceiling lamp, obviously only the warm lamp on the bedside table was on, but her world , just like the wall lamp on the ceiling, the light is extinguished.
Feng Qingyu had to ask cruelly to the end: "You... those gifts were not actually bought for me, right?"
"Xu Jiao, who do you take me as a stand-in?"
The two of them were clearly lying on the same bed in an intimate attitude, and even not long ago they were lingering between the soft quilts, doing the most intimate things between lovers, and even their souls seemed to melt together.
But now...
It was only then that Feng Qingyu realized that she had never really understood this person.
Xu Jiao never spoke.
However, Feng Qingyu suddenly moved. She got up from the bed, straightened her clothes, picked up the pillow and walked to the bed. After taking two steps, she stopped again, turned her back to the direction of the bed, and said abruptly. :
"You've always wanted to divorce me, haven't you?"
"When the filming of "The Palace Wall Willow" is over, it should be almost the same. I will find a lawyer to draw up a divorce agreement tomorrow. All my property will be distributed to you in half. I will send you the agreement in a few days. If you There is no objection, just sign it directly at that time.”
Xu Jiao turned around and looked in the direction she was leaving.
Just when Feng Qingyu twisted the door, she suddenly said, "Feng Qingyu."
Feng Qingyu paused and tilted her head slightly, as if she was waiting for her to say something. In fact, her fingertips were already gripping the doorknob until she turned white. She thought, as long as Xu Jiao explained to herself, or told herself , she had actually been tempted by herself for a second, so... she still had the courage to try again.
Stick it on again brazenly and pester her until she forgets those damn white moonlight and accepts herself.
But the next sentence that came from behind was: "This is your room, you don't have to go, I'll just go back."
After speaking, Xu Jiao lifted the quilt and prepared to get up from the bed. Although her waist and legs were still sore, she couldn't see anything on her face.
Feng Qingyu heard the movement of the cloth rubbing from behind, and without even saying "no need", she twisted the door abruptly, and closed the door with her backhand after she went out.
After entering the guest room and closing the door, Feng Qingyu leaned against the door and fell down like tears bursting.
The pillow fell from her arms to her feet, and the calm and calm Alpha now lowered her head like a bereaved dog, her shoulders kept shaking, her chest seemed to be torn apart by some sharp claws, and a big hole was ripped open. It can't be blocked any more.
After a long time, Feng Qingyu said softly to herself, "...You are really ashamed."
Love is so humble and embarrassing.
There was a piercing coolness from the soles of her feet. After a long time, Feng Qingyu realized that she ran out without even wearing shoes. She was obviously the one who proposed divorce, but... the saddest thing was her.
Because Xu Jiao has no heart.
…
in the master bedroom.
Xu Jiao was still sitting there, looking in the direction of the door. After a while, she asked, "System, what is Feng Qingyu's current statistics?"
"Testing-"
"It is detected that the protagonist's favorability for you is 100, and the blackening value is 100."
Xu Jiao raised her brows, this data sounded very... familiar.
According to the development of the first two worlds, when the heroines reach this numerical point, they must start a series of unrequited dramas for her, such as binding, imprisoning, imprisoning, etc. However...
Feng Qingyu told her to divorce.
Thinking of this blackening value, Xu Jiao couldn't help rubbing her forehead, and finally asked the system for some inexplicable reason: "What do you think the end of this world will be?"
System: "You are your mother, you ask me?"
Xu Jiao smiled, what about her mother, now that the plot has deviated from its original trajectory, how does she know what it will be like in the end
The system heard her slander, and said abruptly: "To a certain extent, the plot is not out of your control from beginning to end."
Xu Jiao: "?" How do you say this
The system pointed out in a flat tone: "In the first world, Xia Jingzhe's life was saved by the Kunlun faction, and was eventually destroyed by the Kunlun faction. I arranged you into the Kunlun faction because I wanted you to change this situation and succeed in HE. As a result... In the end, her life is because of you, because of your death, and you are still a disciple of Kunlun. From the results, this BE is not much different from the original plot."
"In the second world, Shen Yelan's life tragedy originated from her school days. Your identity was arranged to be the school bully of No. 18 Middle School. It was originally to erase the shadow of Shen Yelan and make her better from the source. , and finally... you also saw that she also died because of you, and she has never forgotten the story of the school days."
"In this "Starlight", where did Feng Qingyu's tragic life originate from? That is, she was regarded as Shangguanyan's Bai Yueguang's stand-in, and her family and career were affected by Shangguanyan. Now that you come in, she becomes you directly. Bai Yueguang's stand-in, it seems that I can't get out of the stand-in stalk in this life-"
"Look, Xu Jiao is great. Your control over the plot makes me feel ashamed. I doubt that our harmony system can't shake your belief in sticking to the plot."
Xu Jiao: "…"
She reacted for two seconds, realizing the system was hurting her in a roundabout way.
Before Xu Jiao entered these books, her keyboard and her plot were the beginning of the tragedy of these heroines. After she came in, she directly became the source of the tragedy of these heroines.
She raised her hand and stroked her forehead, and said to the system: "Why don't you just give me a spoiler now, what is the punishment in the next world? I feel that Feng Qingyu's 100 blackening value, I can't figure it out. "
The system pretended to be surprised: "And the heroine you can't handle?"
Xu Jiao: "When did you become so yin and yang?"
System: "Just now, after you hurt Feng Qingyu, you arrogantly thought that if she wanted to be with you, you would use the halo of 'being there' to accompany her in acting for a lifetime—"
System: "I suggest you don't do this."
Xu Jiao put the quilt over her body again. Before going to bed, she glanced at the completely unlocked bedroom door, stared at the door handle for a while, and closed her eyes.
Then I chatted with the system one after another in my heart: "Why?"
System: "Because liking can't deceive people, if she is deceived by you to the end, it can only mean that she is willing to be deceived by you, not that she really can't find out the truth."
System: "All the plots you are participating in now will be edited into the book content. Do you think this whole deceitful love request can be recognized as 'HE' by readers?"
Xu Jiao responded indifferently, "Oh."
After discovering that Feng Qingyu had no connection with the first two worlds, Xu Jiao was now a little less interested in things other than acting, and immediately said, "Whatever."
The system accused her in a calm tone: "You are so indifferent."
Xu Jiao was really sleepy this time. She yawned and replied, "Yes, I'm indifferent, I'm cruel, I have no heart, okay?"
The system continued to add: "You don't understand love."
Xu Jiao was halfway through her yawning movement, and when she heard the last sentence, a light flashed in her eyes. In the end, she just silently raised her hand to turn off the light on the bedside table, wrapped herself up with the quilt, and then Closing his eyes, he replied softly:
"Yes, I don't understand love."
…
The next morning.
Xu Jiao was woken up by the alarm clock early, went out of Feng Qingyu's room, returned to her own room, changed her clothes, put on light makeup, and walked downstairs, where she met Shi Weiya who had just put on her clothes.
"Jiaojiao..." Shi Weiya glanced at the still-lit sky outside, and then asked her, "Why did you get up so early?"
Xu Jiao smiled: "Auntie, I have an early play today. I have to go to prepare. You don't have to worry about me, just go back to sleep."
Shi Weiya was stunned for a second before saying, "How about you have breakfast?"
Xu Jiao casually opened the refrigerator, took out a packaged sandwich, smiled and shook it at her, "I'll heat this up later and take it to eat on the road."
Shi Weiya watched her clean up neatly, just as there was a "ding" in the microwave oven, and couldn't help saying: "It needs to be hot for a longer time, in case it is still cold and you will have a stomach upset... Does the company have a car to pick you up? I asked the driver to take you there?"
Xu Jiao really doesn't know how to drive, but she has already sent a message to Lina and pushed Shi Weiya, who was about to take herself to the door, back: "Auntie, go back and rest, I have an agent, and the car has been contacted. , don't worry about me, really."
Shi Weiya could only suppress those caring impulses and watched her leave early in the morning.
When she woke up again, it was already more than seven o'clock. Shi Weiya packed up and was going to go out for a walk while taking advantage of the fresh air to take a look at the sea view, only to see Feng Qingyu coming downstairs—
She said with a conditional release: "Jiaojiao went to the crew very early today, why didn't you find someone to pick her up?"
In Shi Weiya's opinion, Feng Qingyu's birthday yesterday should have been very happy. After all, even she can see Xu Jiao's concern for Qingyu's birthday, so Feng Qingyu should also reciprocate. The two of them sleep in the same room. When Jiao got up, Feng Qingyu must know, why didn't she get up to give it away
This is so bad.
However, the expression Feng Qingyu looked up at was not very good.
She was quiet for a while, and said lightly, "I didn't know she got up."
Then, Feng Qingyu added: "We didn't sleep together last night."
There was obvious surprise on Shi Weiya's face. She blinked a lot, as if she didn't realize what was going on. She thought Feng Qingyu had quarreled with Xu Jiao, so she persuaded: "Yes... what happened?"
Feng Qingyu couldn't hide the haggard in her eyes. She looked down at the handrail of the stairs, rubbed the red paint on the handrail twice, and suddenly asked, "Mom, do you think Jiaojiao likes me?"
Shi Weiya didn't know why she asked such a question, so the conditioned reflex said: "Of course, have you forgotten? When the two of you first got married..."
Feng Qingyu interrupted: "I don't mean before, I mean recently."
Shi Weiya didn't dare to answer her, because Xu Jiao and Feng Qingyu spent most of their time on the set in the past few months, and they didn't go home much. From what she saw, Xu Jiao could say this to Feng Qingyu's birthday. Heart, this is not like what is it
She thought that Feng Qingyu was thinking too much, and subconsciously wanted to persuade: "Qingyu, sometimes, whether you like it or not is reflected by actions, not necessarily in words, nor in the kind of vigorous of-"
Feng Qingyu exhaled suddenly.
She has already said such a thing, but the bitterness in her heart has not been reduced by half, which makes her suddenly think of that sentence, there are eight to nine things in life that are unsatisfactory, and those who can talk to others are only two out of ten. three.
Some pain, not others can understand.
No matter how much you say, it's not enough.
Because no one else can feel the same way, not even her parents.
Seeing her expression, Shi Weiya suddenly stopped the topic, and seemed to find that Feng Qingyu's mood was wrong, she changed her voice and whispered: "Qingyu..."
Feng Qingyu turned her eyes away and looked at the crystal chandelier in the hall.
After a while, she dropped her gaze and looked at Shi Weiya on the first floor: "Mom, there is something you may need to prepare mentally in advance—"
In Shi Weiya's unreacted gaze, Feng Qingyu said lightly: "When the first anniversary of this marriage is over, I will agree to divorce Xu Jiao."
Shi Weiya: "!"
Intuition made her want to persuade Feng Qingyu not to be impulsive, but seeing Feng Qingyu's indifference, she seemed to empathize with the child's heart-wrenching state, and in the end she didn't say anything.
When Feng Qingyu ate breakfast, went upstairs to make up again, and went downstairs with the bag, Shi Weiya sat in the living room and asked her back:
"Did Jiaojiao do something bad?"
Feng Qingyu stopped, smiled bitterly at the door of the villa, and said, "No, Mom, she didn't do anything to hurt me."
She just doesn't love me.
That's all.
Feng Qingyu took a deep breath again, stabilized her emotions, and opened the door to go out. Before leaving, a nanny passed by with a broom, ready to sweep the leaves in the yard, and said to her, "Miss Feng has a safe journey."
She suddenly turned around and warned, "Today, please clean up my room and throw away the black dress I hang in the center of the closet."
"And the bouquet of roses on the table, don't keep it."