When I walked to the door of the room, before I even opened the door, the laughter inside reached my ears.
She heard her grandpa's hearty laughter, heard Grandma Andy's laughter, heard Grandpa Shen's laughter, and also heard... Lin Yan's laughter.
Everyone was laughing except herself.
Sheng Jiaoyang didn't know what kind of mood he had when he opened the door, and what he saw was everyone surrounding the bed, laughing and laughing.
She slowly looked towards the bed, her eyes falling on the person sitting at the head of the bed. That extremely familiar face was filled with a smile that dazzled her.
As if sensing her gaze, the person sitting at the head of the bed turned his head and looked over. When he saw her, he raised the corners of his lips and his expression became a little playful.
Who are you? Is it Xu Jiaojiao? She opened her mouth and asked silently.
The man raised his chin slightly and smiled, "I'm back!" As if he was saying to others, she knew that this sentence was actually meant for her.
"Who are you?" Grandpa turned his head and saw her and asked.
"I'm Jiaojiao!" Sheng Jiaoyang stepped forward with an anxious look on his face.
"Yes, she is Xu Jiaojiao!" The person sitting on the bed said with a smile.
Grandpa had a smile on his face, but he was polite and distant, "That's fate, it's the same as our family's nickname of Jiaoyang."
Sheng Jiaoyang couldn't express the pain in her heart. She wanted to tell her grandfather, "Grandpa, look carefully. The person in front of you is your Jiaoyang!" But now even if she says it, no one will believe it.
"Our princess finally wakes up, we must have a party to celebrate!" Frylin said with a smile.
Sheng Jiaoyang felt like an outsider. She was standing next to them, but no one knew her. She just stood aside and watched everyone greet the other her who had woken up, and was considerate.
"Okay, we, Jianyang, have just woken up. Let her rest more and recuperate so that she has the energy to attend the party at night."
Sheng Jiaoyang was kicked out of the room. She wanted to have a good talk with that person alone, but she knew that if she said she wanted to talk alone now, it would be seen as an intrusion by others and would definitely not be allowed.
"Grandpa." She called Mr. Yang.
Mr. Yang smiled and said, "You're a very familiar kid. What's the matter?"
Sheng Jiaoyang walked up to him and looked at the relaxed look on his old face because the sun had woken up, but hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong?"
Sheng Jiaoyang took a deep breath, "Grandpa, when Jiaoyang wakes up this time, do you feel anything is different?"
Mr. Yang pondered. Under Sheng Jiaoyang's expectant gaze, he used his crutch and said, "I've lost weight."
"..." Sheng Jiaoyang suddenly didn't know what to say.
"No, I have to ask someone to prepare more food." Mr. Yang said as he walked away with his cane.
Looking at her grandfather's old back, Sheng Jiaoyang's eyes became wet.
Her grandfather is obviously not older than Grandpa Shen, but he looks much older than Grandpa Shen. How much pressure and pain must Grandpa bear these days!
The party was held in the spacious hall of the villa, because everyone didn't want the scorching sun to be blown by the wind as soon as it woke up.
Sheng Jiaoyang stood alone in the corner of the hall, watching Jiaoyang dressed up and slowly walking down the stairs holding her grandfather's arm. She was confused as she listened to the cheers and applause of the people around her. Why was she standing here
"My princess," Lin Yan, dressed in a white suit, looked like a prince and a groom, stretching out a hand toward the scorching sun, "can I invite you to dance?"
Sheng Jiaoyang stood there, watching blankly as the pair walked hand in hand into the crowd and danced gently to the beat of the music. The expressions on their faces were all very happy. She could clearly see the way the scorching sun was pressing against her, looking at Lin Yan with a kind of obsession that she liked, and Lin Yan also looked back with a gentle look on his face.
The two people looked at each other, slowly, slowly getting closer...
No, this is wrong. Lin Yan, you have a fiancée!
Sheng Jiaoyang wanted to rush forward, but someone grabbed her arm. She turned around and looked at it. The moment she saw Shen Zhining, she felt at ease inexplicably. She said anxiously: "Brother Zhining, hurry up. Go stop them!"
"Why stop it?" Shen Zhining's eyes were cold and indifferent.
"Lin Yan, Lin Yan is engaged, how could they do such a thing?!"
Shen Zhining curled his lower lip casually, "So what if we are engaged? We can still get divorced after we get married."
why is it like this? Sheng Jiaoyang felt unbelievable.
"Don't disturb them." Shen Zhining warned her, then went to talk to others with the wine glass in hand.
Sheng Jiaoyang bit her lip. She turned her head to look, but she didn't see the two people.
She looked around and saw Jiaoyang standing alone in the room.
"You're here." "Sun" turned around, as if he had been waiting for her.
"What do you want?" Sheng Jiaoyang asked in a cold voice.
"Jiaoyang" smiled, she raised her hand and stroked her cheek, "Of course I am enjoying my current life!"
"it's my Life!"
"But it's mine now," "Sun" looked at her with a smile on his face, "What do you have to be dissatisfied with? My body is healthy. As long as you don't seek death yourself, there is no problem in living to eighty. What about you? ?”
She raised her hand and looked at her brightly painted nails, and said casually: "Even if I don't wake up, I don't know how long your body can survive."
Footsteps sounded.
Lin Yan walked in with a glass of water.
Sheng Jiaoyang watched him come in, and then watched him pass by her without looking away. He walked up to "Jiaoyang", handed the water glass over, and asked the other person in a warm voice how he was feeling now.
"Lin Yan..." Sheng Jiaoyang shouted softly.
Lin Yan turned to look at her, as if looking at a stranger, "Please help me close the door when you go out."
"Don't you recognize me? I am Jiaoyang!" Sheng Jiaoyang was anxious and powerless.
Lin Yan smiled as if he heard a joke. "If you say in front of Jiao Yang that you are Jiao Yang, do you think I will believe it?"
"Jiaoyang" said: "Jiaojiao, I know you envy my current life, but this does not become an excuse for you to pretend to be me. Please get out!"
Who is impersonating whom? Sheng Jiaoyang.
Standing at the door, she looked back and met the eyes of "Scorching Sun", who opened his lips and said two words to her silently.
get out!
Sheng Jiaoyang clenched her hand, and the door was mercilessly closed in front of her.
"What are you doing standing here?"
When Sheng Jiaoyang saw her grandpa, she seemed to have found someone to rely on, and couldn't wait to say, "Grandpa, I am Jiaoyang!" She now desperately wanted someone to believe in her.
"Isn't your name Xu Jiaojiao?"
"After the car accident, I turned into her, and I don't know what happened."
Mr. Yang looked at her silently for a while and said, "My child, if you have delusional disorder, go see a psychiatrist."
"I'm not sick, I am Sheng Jiaoyang. Grandpa, how can you trust me?"
"You want me to believe you?" Mr. Yang used his crutch.
Sheng Jiaoyang nodded repeatedly.
"Follow me." Mr. Yang glanced at her.
Sheng Jiaoyang followed his grandfather all the way to the door of the villa.
"Okay, stand far away." Mr. Yang pointed outside.
Sheng Jiaoyang didn't know why. She walked to the spot pointed by Mr. Yang, turned around and was about to speak but was dumbfounded.
The entrance, which was originally an open door, is now an airtight wall.
"Why is there no way... no way?" Sheng Jiaoyang understood what his grandfather wanted to say.
At this moment, Sheng Jiaoyang felt like a bolt from the blue. It turned out that even the people closest to her didn't recognize her.
"Wake up." A voice suddenly rang in my ears.
Sheng Jiaoyang opened her eyes and saw the handsome face close at hand. She reached out to hold his hand that was still on her face and said hurriedly: "Brother Zhining, you have to believe me."
A flash of surprise flashed in Shen Zhining's eyes, and he looked at her.
"Having a nightmare?"
"Huh?" Sheng Jiaoyang was stunned.
Shen Zhining took out his hand, stood up, glanced at her tear-stained face, turned and walked out.
"Go and wash up. You have to go home with me today."
"Which home?"
Shen Zhining paused at the door, "Go back to Germany and prepare everything you need to prepare for going abroad."
Sheng Jiaoyang sat up and looked around. She closed her eyes and let out a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately I was just dreaming...
Wait, what did Shen Zhining say just now? Back to Germany
Sheng Jiaoyang opened his eyes wide. After following Shen Zhining back, would he be able to see his grandfather? She still has lingering fears because of the too-real dream she had. If she met her grandpa and told him about her affairs, would he not believe her like in the dream
She got up and walked into the bathroom.
While brushing her teeth, she looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but think of the scorching sun in her dream.
Now that I think about it carefully, the real Xu Jiaojiao's character should not behave like this. The arrogant character in the dream is more like her original self. Based on her own character, she made an imaginary version of Xu Jiaojiao waking up in her body.
It turns out that even if she confronts her, she will be angry to death. She finally understands why those who hate her hate her even more.
After going downstairs, Sheng Jiaoyang unexpectedly saw Ning Xiaoruan and Jing Weinan, who had disappeared for a while.
"Hey," Ning Xiaoruan waved his paw at her, "Why are your eyes so swollen?"
Sheng Jiaoyang pushed up the mirror frame, "I didn't sleep well at night."
"Didn't you sleep well tonight?" Ning Xiaoruan's eyes rolled around, he glanced at Shen Zhining, and then at her.
Ning Xiaoruan cleared her throat, "For the sake of your health, you still have to exercise some restraint."
"Are you too busy recently?" Sheng Jiaoyang gritted his teeth.
"No, I've followed Brother Nan almost all over the south." Ning Xiaoruan said proudly.
Sheng Jiaoyang sat down, looked at the breakfast they brought on the table, picked a glass of soy milk, and asked casually: "Then why are you back now? Are you going to Germany too?"
"Yes!" Ning Xiaoruan held a small steamed bun in his mouth and said inarticulately, "I know Jiaoyang anyway. How can I not attend her wedding?"
"Pfft—" Sheng Jiaoyang spurted out a mouthful of soy milk.