I Want to be Alone, Beautifully

"Who is Shen Yelan?"

Xu Jiao was half-truth and half-fake sleepiness, her body still had the fatigue after the prank, but her mind was already tense, she was only temptation, no matter from the natural degree of tone or from the perspective of physical movement. , There are almost no flaws.

However, Feng Qingyu suddenly woke up--

When I even asked this sentence, my eyes flashed with astonishing persistence.

Xu Jiaoyou woke up, pretending that she hadn't reacted to anything. She already had a care in her heart. Just now, the two of them were in a state of extreme joy. It should be the most relaxing time for people. What's more, today's performance should be enough Feng Qingyu convinced herself, so her response at this time was also the most true.

Now Xu Jiao can rest assured that the consciousness of the heroine of the last two worlds has not affected Feng Qingyu.

What the other party said when he was pursuing himself was just an accident that was just right.

She opened her eyes, there was still a bit of mist in her dark 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 this person's words.

Today is her birthday, and it is also the best day Xu Jiao has for her in such a long time. She has given her a lot of gifts, making her heart hot even in her sleep, and she can only feel the joy of today. Difficult to be copied.

now……

She only felt that she was being poured cold water on her head.

Those hot and fiery, like iron plates washed by cold water, made a sizzling sound, and then after the boiling movement, they all disappeared and fell silent.

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 would Xu Jiao call out this person's name on the bed?

Have they ever shared the same bed?

...Otherwise, how to explain the intimacy in her actions just now, that kind of unpreparedness, and even naturally touch her, let her sleep a little bit next to her, as if Xu Jiao had slept with that person many times.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyu felt a soreness in her nose, and the throbbing in her chest seemed to be no longer a heart, but a fresh lemon. With every squeeze of the pulse, the sourness was extremely sour. Squeezed the juice into the limbs.

Every cell is clamoring jealousy.

She eagerly wanted to know the story behind this name. To be precise, it was the story that this name had happened with Xu Jiao—the time she hadn't participated in, what was it buried in?

Xu Jiao didn't wait for Feng Qingyu's answer for a long time, and closed her eyes again, as if she was going to go back to sleep.

However, Feng Qingyu pushed her shoulders down and shook her awake.

Xu Jiao has devised so many serial tactics, and has never discovered the flaws of this person, and now she is a little tired, her eyelids are trying to close, and she looks at Feng Qingyu sleepily.

Feng Qingyu’s eyes are not as affectionate as they used to be. If you insist on describing them, the eyes at this moment are no longer the sparkling sea that is pleasant on a sunny day with small waves rolling in, but is shrouded in dark clouds. Yes, calm down for no reason, but it makes people vaguely guess that a big storm will be set off in the future.

It's heavy and there is no light.

There was no turbulence in her tone, just asking: "You just called me Shen Yelan, I just want to ask, who is this person? Is your former lover?"

Seeing that she insisted on asking, Xu Jiao also recalled her relationship with Shen Yelan. After a while, she said lightly, "Forget it."

She and Shen Yelan...

It's actually pretty endless.

Did the intern couples that week really count as couples?

Now I think that Xu Jiao can't get the answer herself, so even her words are so ambiguous.

But Feng Qingyu only felt suffocated. Because of Xu Jiao's attitude, she suddenly felt that she was wrong.

Is this person really impressed by himself?

Does she really like herself?

Thinking of today’s gifts, thinking of the other party’s performance, Feng Qingyu suddenly didn’t dare to confirm this. She only took a breath, trying to suppress her full of sorrow, but her eyes were uncontrollable. There was a damp and heat.

After a long time, seeing Xu Jiao going to sleep again, Feng Qingyu trembled and exhaled the air from her lungs, her voice in this room seemed extraordinarily calm, as if she hadn't been affected in any way.

"Jiaojiao."

She tried to control her voice not to tremble: "I haven't asked you this question for a long time. Don't lie to me. You can sleep after answering this question, okay?"

Xu Jiaozhong opened her eyes again and looked at her. It was obvious that there was nothing wrong with Feng Qingyu's performance, but she could see through the strong support of this person at a glance, like a tall building swaying in the wind and rain, just come again. Hit it and it can collapse completely.

An inexplicable thought came into her mind, and Xu Jiao couldn't help thinking:

Feng Qingyu's sadness, is it unwilling to conceal it, or is it no longer able to conceal it?

Immediately afterwards, she heard the other person asking: "Today...do you like me?"

Xu Jiao was silent for two seconds. She was a disdainful disposition to lie, but now seeing Feng Qingyu feel so sad, but forbearing the appearance of not letting the tears fall, she had an impulse for no reason.

An urge to lie.

"Some lies are kind, Jiaojiao, everything in this world is not black and white." That person once taught her this way.

At that time, she said: "But lying is a bad thing in itself, can you get a good result on the premise of being bad?"

right now.

Xu Jiao moved her lips. According to her original assumption, no matter if today's temptation is unsuccessful, she is ready to entangle Feng Qingyu in this world to the end.

If Feng Qingyu is really the same soul with Shen Yelan and Xia Jingzhe, then she will investigate this reason to the end.

If not, then her actions are equivalent to hurting the other party on Feng Qingyu’s birthday. No matter what Feng Qingyu asks, she is willing to make compensation, and through the summary of these worlds, she knows that the heroine treats 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 open up her acting aura in her life and accompany Feng Qingyu to perform this perfect show.

Although Jinghua Shuiyue is a dream, if this illusion is never broken, it will be no different from reality.

and……

This should also be able to get the result of HE, which can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone. Both she and Feng Qingyu can get what they want.

...

Xu Jiao's words haven't been spoken yet--

"Okay," Feng Qingyu interrupted her suddenly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was holding back the tears, she said: "Enough, I know."

In Xu Jiao's quiet appearance, Feng Qingyu couldn't help it, and asked the second question: "From before to now... Have you ever liked me even for a second?"

Xu Jiao blinked slowly.

This silence stopped for too long.

Feng Qingyu's tears finally fell, and she silently passed the corner of her eyes, immersed in the pillow fabric on the side of her face, and two small flowers bloomed, but her lips were aroused, as if she was laughing at her self-deception and innocence.

She didn't look at each other with Xu Jiao again, as if she was afraid of being seen through her eyes that her heart was shattering, her long black eyelashes were glued together, and the water mist in her eyes made them brighter.

There was a little trembling in Feng Qingyu's voice.

"Since I don't like me..."

She said: "Why give me so many gifts and ask me if I like it?"

Looking back now, Feng Qingyu only feels that every sweet expression of love at that time has become a knife, which is pierced into her heart, one after another.

Poke her full of holes.

Battered all over.

Xu Jiao did not answer. Since Feng Qingyu was not what she had guessed, then these words would 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 eye to erase the trace of the overflow, and then looked up at the ceiling lamp. It is clear that only the warm lamp of the bedside table is on now, but her world At this moment, just like the wall lamp on the ceiling, the light is extinguished.

Feng Qingyu insisted on asking cruelly: "You...those gifts are not actually bought for me, right?"

"Xu Jiao, whose stand-in do you consider me?"

The two obviously lay on the same bed in an intimate manner. They even lingered in the soft bedding not long ago, doing the most intimate things between their lovers, and even their souls seemed to melt together.

But now...

Feng Qingyu realized that he had never really understood this person.

Xu Jiao never said anything.

Feng Qingyu suddenly moved. She got up from the bed, sorted out her clothes, and took the pillows to the side of the bed. After two steps, she stopped again, turned her back to the direction of the bed, and said abruptly. :

"You always wanted to divorce me, right?"

"When the filming of "The Willow on the Palace Wall" is finished, it should be almost done. I will find a lawyer tomorrow to draw up a divorce agreement. All my property will be divided into half of you. I will send you the agreement in a few days. There is no objection, just sign it at that time."

Xu Jiao turned and looked at the direction she was leaving.

Just when Feng Qingyu opened the door, she suddenly said, "Feng Qingyu."

Feng Qingyu's movements paused, and she tilted her head slightly, as if waiting for her to have something to say. In fact, she was holding the doorknob with her fingertips until she turned white. She thought, as long as Xu Jiao explained it 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 shamelessly and pester her until she forgets the **** 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 can go back."

After that, 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. She didn't seem to care about this at all, so she was really ready to go back like this.

Feng Qingyu heard the movement of the cloth rubbing from behind, and couldn't even say a "no need", he squeezed the door open, and closed the door with his backhand after going out.

After entering the guest room and closing the door, Feng Qingyu leaned on the door, tears falling down like a bank.

The pillow fell from her arms to her feet, and the self-holding and calm Alpha now lowered her head like a bereaved dog, her shoulders were constantly shaking, and a big hole was broken in her chest like a sharp claw. Nothing can be blocked again.

After a long time, Feng Qingyu gently said to herself: "...You are really embarrassing."

Love is so humble and embarrassed.

There was a deep chill from the soles of the feet. After a long time, Feng Qingyu realized that she ran out without wearing shoes. It was obvious that she was the one who raised the divorce, but... it was her who was the most sad.

Because Xu Jiao has no heart.

...

In the master bedroom.

Xu Jiao was still sitting there, looking at the direction of the door. After a while, she asked, "System, what is Feng Qingyu's current data?"

"Under testing--"

"Detected that the protagonist's favorability for you is 100, and the blackening value is 100."

Xu Jiao raised her brows. This number sounds very... familiar.

According to the development of the first two worlds, when the heroines reach this numerical point, they will inevitably start a series of unsatisfactory dramas such as binding-tying prisoners-imprisoning and so on. However...

Feng Qingyu told her that she was divorced.

Xu Jiao thought of the blackening value and couldn't help but rub her forehead, and finally asked the system somehow, "What do you think the end of this world will be?"

System: "Are you a real mother, you ask me?"

Xu Jiao smiled. What about her mother? Now that the plot has gone from the original track, how does she know what it will be like in the end?

The system heard her defamation, and suddenly said: "To some extent, the plot has not been out of your control from beginning to end."

Xu Jiao: "?" What do you say?

The systemic tone pointed out plainly: "In the first world, Xia Jingzhe's life was saved by the Kunlun Sect, and eventually destroyed by the Kunlun Sect. I arranged you to join the Kunlun Sect. I want you to change this situation and succeed in HE. As a result... …In the end, her life was born and died because of you, and you are still a Kunlun disciple. From the result, this BE is not much different from the original plot."

"In the second world, the tragedy of Shen Yelan's life originated in her school days. Your identity was arranged as the school boss of the Eighteenth Middle School. It was originally intended to erase the shadow of Shen Yelan and make her better from the source. , In the end... you saw that she also died because of you, and she has never forgotten the story of the campus period in her life."

"In this "Starlight", where did Feng Qingyu's life tragically originate? That is, she was regarded as Shangguanyan's Bai Yueguang stand-in, and her family and career were all affected by Shangguanyan. Now that you come in, she has become you directly Bai Yueguang's stand-in, it seems that I can't get out of the stand-in in this life--"

"Look, Xu Jiaoda, your control of the plot makes me ashamed. I suspect that our harmonious system can't shake your belief in adhering to the plot at all."

Xu Jiao: "..."

She reacted for two seconds, realizing that the system was damaging her around the corners.

Before Xu Jiao entered these books, her keyboard and her plot were the beginning of the tragedies of these heroines. After she entered, she directly became the source of these heroines' tragedies.

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 the 100 blackening value of this wind sapphire, I can't figure it out. "

The system pretended to be surprised: "Is there any heroine you can't handle?"

Xu Jiao: "When did you become so yin and yang weird?"

System: "Just now, after you hurt Feng Qingyu, you arrogantly thought that if she wanted to be with you, you would use the ‘immersive’ aura to accompany her to play for a lifetime--"

System: "I suggest you better not do this."

Xu Jiao put the quilt on her body again. Before going to bed, she glanced at the completely unlocked bedroom door, stared at the doorknob for a while, and closed her eyes.

Then I talked to the system one after another in my heart: "Why?"

System: "Because likes cannot be deceived. If she is deceived by you to the end, it can only show that she is willing to be deceived by you, not that she can't really discover the truth."

System: "All the plots you are currently participating in will be edited into the content of the book. Do you think this whole piece of deceitful love please can be identified as ‘HE’ by readers?"

Xu Jiao responded indifferently, "Oh."

After discovering that Feng Qingyu has no connection with the first two worlds, Xu Jiao is now somewhat disinterested in matters other than acting, and immediately said, "Whatever."

The system calmly accuses her: "You are so cold."

Xu Jiao's sleepiness really came up this time. She yawned and said casually, "Yes, I am cold, cruel, and heartless, okay?"

The system continues to add: "You don't understand love."

Xu Jiao was halfway through her yawning. When she heard the last sentence, there was a flash of light in her eyes. Finally, she just silently raised her hand to turn off the light on the bedside table, gathered herself into a ball with the quilt, and then He closed his eyes and responded softly:

"Yes, I don't understand love."

...

Early the next morning.

Xu Jiao was woken up by the alarm clock early, went out of Feng Qingyu's room, returned to her room, changed her clothes, put on a light makeup, and walked downstairs to meet Shi Weiya who had just put on her clothes.

"Jiaojiao..." Shi Weiya glanced at the unlit sky outside in surprise, and then asked her, "Why did you get up so early?"

Xu Jiao smiled: "Auntie, I have an earlier scene today. I have to go over and make preparations. You don't have to worry about me. Go back to sleep."

Shi Weiya was stunned for a second before saying, "What do you do with your breakfast?"

Xu Jiao opened the refrigerator and took out a packaged sandwich. She smiled and shook her, "I'll heat this up later and take it to the road to eat."

Shi Weiya watched her move neatly and cleaned up. It happened that there was a "ding" in the microwave, and she couldn't help but said: "It will be hot for a long time. If it is still cold, it will cause trouble...Does the company have a car to pick you up? Shall I let the driver take you there?"

Xu Jiao does not know how to drive, but she has already sent a message to Lina and pushed Shi Weiya back to the door: "Auntie, please go back and rest. I have an agent, and the car has been contacted. Don’t worry about me, really."

Shi Weiya can only suppress those caring urges and watch her leave this morning.

When she regained consciousness, it was already more than seven o'clock. Shi Weiya cleared up, and was about to go out and take a walk in the fresh air to see the seascape. As a result, Feng Qingyu came down from upstairs.

She conditionally said: "Jiaojiao went to the crew early today, why didn't you find someone to pick her up?"

In Shi Weiya’s opinion, Feng Qingyu’s birthday should have been very happy yesterday. After all, even she could see Xu Jiao’s love for Qingyu’s birthday, so Feng Qingyu should also reciprocate her love. They both slept in a room, Xu The movement that Jiao got up, Feng Qingyu must know, why didn't she get up and give it away?

This is too bad.

However, Feng Qingyu's expression was not very good when he raised his eyes.

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. Her eyes blinked a lot, as if she didn't realize what was going on. She thought Feng Qingyu was quarreling with Xu Jiao, so she persuaded: "Is... something happened? "

Feng Qingyu's eyes were unbearable haggard, looked down at the handrail of this staircase, rubbed the red paint on the handrail twice, and suddenly asked: "Mom, do you think Jiaojiao likes me?"

Shi Weiya didn't know how she asked, so she reflexed and said, "Of course, have you forgotten? When you two got married..."

Feng Qingyu interrupted: "I'm not talking about the past, I'm talking about the recent."

Shi Weiya didn't dare to take this conversation from her, because Xu Jiao and Feng Qingyu had been on the crew for most of the past few months, and didn't go home very much. From what she saw, Xu Jiao could do this to Feng Qingyu's birthday. Heart, isn't this what is like?

She thought Feng Qingyu had thought too much, so she subconsciously wanted to persuade: "Qingyu, sometimes, whether you like it or not is reflected by action. It doesn't have to be verbal, and it doesn't have to be that vigorous. of--"

Feng Qingyu exhaled suddenly.

Obviously, she has already said such things, but the bitterness in her heart has not been reduced by half. This reminds her of that sentence. There are eight to nine unsatisfactory things in life. Those who can talk to others, but two of ten. three.

There is some pain, not others can understand.

No matter how much it is said, there is no end to it.

Because no one else can feel the same, even her parents.

Seeing her expression, Shi Weiya stopped the topic abruptly, seeming to find that Feng Qingyu's mood was wrong, and she changed her words in a low voice: "Qingyu..."

Feng Qingyu turned his 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, you may have to prepare mentally in advance for something--"

In Shi Weiya's eyes that hadn't reacted, Feng Qingyu said lightly: "When the first anniversary of this marriage is reached, 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 plainness, she seemed to empathize with the child's heart-wrenching state, and in the end she didn't say anything.

When Feng Qingyu had breakfast, went upstairs to put on makeup again, and then went downstairs with her bag, Shi Weiya sat in the living room and asked her back:

"Did Jiaojiao do anything bad?"

Feng Qingyu stopped, smiled bitterly at the door of the villa, and said, "No, Mom, she didn't do anything to sorry me."

She just doesn't love me.

That's it.

Feng Qingyu took a deep breath again, calmed her emotions, opened the door and went out. Before leaving, a nanny passed by with a broom, ready to sweep the fallen leaves in the yard, and said to her: "Miss Feng has a safe journey."

Suddenly she turned her head and exhorted: "Please clean up my room today and throw away the black dress that I hung in the center of the closet."

"And the handful of roses on the table, don't keep it either."