Rose with Snow

Song Yingshi was stunned in place.

Not to mention the matter itself, what does it mean to try for her?

Song Yingshi took three steps and took two steps, and threw herself on Huaixu through the quilt:

"Don't call me for this kind of thing?"

Huaixu said with a calm expression: "I called, you can't get up with humming."

Song Yingshi felt guilty when she thought of herself last night, and took the initiative to send out a friendly signal:

"Okay, let's not take this as an example."

"Um."

The two reconciled, and Song Yingshi got up from her:

"Get up, wait for breakfast to be delivered."

"Okay."

Song Yingshi took two steps away and turned around and asked:

"You...really used three?"

Huaixu calmly said:

"Do you really believe it?"

"..."

Huaixu looked at her thoughtfully, and found her flaws again:

"It seems that you haven't used it before, otherwise you wouldn't be able to ask such a question. Isn't this your daily necessities? Teacher Song."

The last "Mr. Song" shouted in a particularly low and deep voice.

Song Yingshi rubbed the tips of her numb ears and said calmly:

"Take it if you like it, I can't use it with my technology."

The doorbell rang.

Song Yingshi naturally turned around and walked out:

"Wash up quickly and go out after eating."

It was not until she left Huaixu's room that Ruzheng's eyes left her back.

Song Yingshi lightened her body, hurried to open the door, and greeted the waiter who pushed the breakfast cart.

She called for a simple breakfast, got in touch with Chen Ru during dinner, and gave her the room number.

Before Huai Xu had finished eating, Chen Ru arrived.

Chen Ru has short hair and is very capable. Her shrewdness is not reflected in her face. Her whole person looks very good-natured, and her smile is even more pleasant. She can only see a hint of elite temperament from her unhurried behavior.

Song Yingshi introduced Huai Xu and Chen Ru to each other. After a few words, Huai Xu put down her chopsticks:

"I'm done eating."

"Well, let's go."

Chen Ru drove an off-road vehicle, and the group walked from the garage.

Huaixu, cap, sunglasses and mask, fully armed, followed Song Yingshi into the car. She took off her mask and looked at Zheng and Chen Ru to check the address and travel time of Song Yingshi.

Song Yingshi took the phone and turned around: "It will take us more than two hours to get there. You can sleep on the way."

Chen Ru said, "Miss Huai didn't sleep last night, did you?"

Song Yingshi coughed: "She is not in good health, she should sleep more."

Huai Xu glanced at her lightly, Song Yingshi shrank her neck and looked at her phone as if nothing had happened.

Chen Ru said, "I drive steadily."

When Chen Ru couldn't see under the seat of the car, Huai Xu kicked Song Yingshi's calf with her toes, and she should be punished.

"Just open as usual."

Chen Ru turned the steering wheel with one hand: "Okay. Nanzhe Mountain is far enough away, so I'll be punished once in the past. There are few people there, and everyone has money and secrets. Also, why would you hide in the mountains if you don't have any secrets?"

Huaixu listened quietly, and when she saw Chen Ru stop, she asked in a low voice:

"Who are we going to meet?"

Since human secrets are mentioned, it is not just to see the mountain scenery.

Without Song Ying's approval, Chen Ru did not speak. When Huai Xu heard Song Ying, she replied:

"Zheng Qiyi."

Huaixu raised her eyebrows.

"Remember what I told you before? How about not seeing it with your own eyes."

Of course Huaixu remembered that Song Yingshi told her that Zheng Qiyi had lost his musical talent, he couldn't write songs, and he couldn't open his voice. For a singer, there was nothing more terrifying than this.

But it would be too unrealistic to say that Song Yingshi came to see Zheng Qiyi's excitement.

After a two-hour journey, people's bodies became one piece. Finally, they followed the winding mountain road to the sanatorium. After showing their identity to the guard, they passed smoothly. The car stopped in front of the fountain.

Song Yingshi took a breath of the mountain air, it was indeed a good place to recuperate.

If you don't look towards doctors, nurses and patients, the architecture here is as elegant as a private mansion.

Chen Ru parked the car and led them inside.

Instead of entering the nursing home building, they circled the side of the building to the back garden.

"The management here is strict. I can't get Zheng Qiyi's clinical diagnosis and treatment plan. He refuses to see clients except for his manager. Recently, even his manager has disappeared... But I have observed that he spends a long time alone in the corner of the lake every day."

Chen Ru glanced at his watch: "Before twelve o'clock, he should still be by the lake. If not, he can only wait after three o'clock in the afternoon."

It was about noon, and there was no passing by the already quiet lake. There were only birdsong on the branches. Zheng Qiyi was sitting on a bench in the jungle by the lake in a blue and white patient suit. What his men wrote on the paper could not be written. After half a row, it was torn off with muscle twitches, crumpled into a ball, and thrown into the lake. An A5 book was torn in half, and not a single page was left.

He held his head in his hands, grabbed the scalp directly, and when he let go, the palms of his hands all fell out of hair. Zheng Qiyi's pupils trembled in horror, but this was not the first time, and he quickly calmed down. The doctor said that as long as he takes good medicine and takes good care of him, he will be fine, he will be fine...

Zheng Qiyi calmed down and opened his mouth to the lake. But he was once praised by fans as a bellows-like voice, making a ho-ho leaking sound, out of tune and hoarse, like a fingernail scratching a tabletop, which is unbearable.

Zheng Qiyi stopped in a panic, until today he still can't accept that his voice has become like this! And all this unfortunate beginning, is from that day.

After being threatened by Huai Xu and Song Yingshi, his body was in severe pain, but he went to the hospital to no avail. Not long after he came out of the hospital, all announcements were cancelled by the company, and he looked like he was hiding in the snow. The agent persuaded him to recuperate at ease, and let him come to the nursing home.

Originally, the agent had a glimmer of hope for him and communicated with the company for him, but since he found out that Zheng Qiyi couldn't sing, he didn't come too often. The whole world abandoned him.

He picked up his hand nervously, and scratched out new bloodstains on his scarred hand, with hatred and horror hidden in his eyes.

There were footsteps approaching, but Zheng Qiyi didn't look up. It should be the nurse who called him to eat. The next second, he heard a very pleasant voice, but to him it was like a whisper of a demon:

"Zheng Qiyi, are you doing well?"

Zheng Qiyi shuddered in response, and suddenly turned to look.

The nightmare that tortured him that night and couldn't sleep suddenly appeared in the daytime. They were dressed in brilliant light. Their faces could arouse any man's desire, but they only made Zheng Qiyi's whole body rapidly cold.

"Huaixu...Song Yingshi...you found me? I'm already like this, why can't you let me go?"

Song Yingshi looked at the lake in the wind: "The environment here is good, why do you look so bad?"

Huaixu only glanced at Zheng Qiyi and said indifferently, "It looks like he can live for a while."

Zheng Qiyi shook his head: "You guys are so vicious?"

Huaixu smiled, without a trace of warmth. She wondered why the wicked could always accuse others of being vicious? They are all devils, and there are pros and cons.

However, in this life, revenge on Zheng Qiyi has never been her main goal. Huaixu looked at Song Yingshi's profile, and said softly after thinking:

"I heard you can't sing anymore?"

She didn't know what Song Yingshi was going to do, but the breakthrough should be Zheng Qiyi's abnormality.

Zheng Qiyi was panting heavily and looked frightened, but other than that, nothing else happened.

Song Yingshi looked back at him and changed her question:

"Since when? It's not... related to me, is it?"

This time Zheng Qiyi's reaction was much bigger, and there was an abnormal flush on his pale face:

"Why do you pretend to be innocent when you do your own thing! Isn't it just to see my jokes today? Song Yingshi, what kind of monster you are, you understand, why the memory of seeing you in the past disappears——"

it is this!

Song Yingshi's eyes widened: "What do you mean you've seen me? Make it clear!"

Zheng Qiyi's throat froze, and he realized in an instant, Song Yingshi didn't know?

Haha, she doesn't know! Zheng Qiyi laughed maliciously, then of course he wouldn't tell the other party the details. It would make Song Yingshi and the two of them suffer, and he would never make them feel better.

Just as this thought crossed his mind, Zheng Qiyi's mind was like being hit by a clock, and there was chaos with a buzzing sound. His eyes were lost, but he was dead on Song Yingshi and Huaixu. It was very strange in the clear sky.

Song Yingshi grabbed Huaixu's hand: "Is he playing stupid or touching porcelain?"

As soon as the voice fell, invisible ripples swayed towards Song Yingshi, she shook her body, and suddenly there was something in her mind. In his hand, Huai Xu suddenly clenched her tightly.

This is Zheng Qiyi's memory. Huai Xu seemed to be standing in his perspective, looking at a dusty and bright past.

Zheng Qiyi stood in the dark corridor, looking at Huaixu and Song Ying, who were younger and younger than they are now, and walked one after the other.

Huaixu's posture is straight and straight, quiet and indifferent.

Song Ying followed her curiously, leaned to the side of the road to look at Kazuki Jingui, and when she looked up, she could only see Huaixu's back.

She ran two steps to catch up with her shoulder bag, and complained brightly and briskly behind Huai Xu:

"Huai Xu, why are you walking so fast... Where is your home? Haven't you arrived yet?"

When Huai Xu didn't look back at Song Ying, when she walked forward, the girl had a very beautiful face but a small smile appeared on her face. The wind brought sweet-scented osmanthus flowers and fell on her shoulders, which was particularly touching.

It was because of this smile that Zheng Qiyi was moved to the neighbors.

Song Yingshi was led away from the lake by Huai Xu.

When passing a nurse, Huaixu stopped: "A patient fainted by the lake."

Nursing worker: "Ah, it must be Mr. Zheng!"

Said and hurried away.

Huai Xu continued to lead Song Yingshi forward.

Her expression has not changed, but her heart has long been agitated, like digging a mountain and opening a lake, the water rushing freely along the terrain, messy, but also full of vitality.

There is only this part of the memory dug out from Zheng Qiyi, but it is more valuable than any information that Huai Xu has obtained.

Sure enough, it was Song Yingshi.

Needless to say, that kind of agile demeanor and familiar aura would only be Song Yingshi, and now Song Yingshi is by her side.

I can't tell how I feel, as if I have found a lost treasure.

Since Zheng Qiyi fainted and they left by the lake, Song Yingshi didn't speak behind her, and let her lead her out obediently.

Huaixu tilted her head slightly:

"Little Ten?"

Song Yingshi responded.

Huaixu stopped at a corner and turned to look. Song Ying was distracted and seemed to be thinking, and she looked a little obedient when she was led by others.

Beside her, the blue-purple endless summer was blooming in the scorching sun.

Huai Xu felt soft in her heart, leaned slightly, held her side face and called out:

"Xiao Shi? I'm back to my senses."

Song Yingshi's eyes focused on Huaixu's face.

Seeing her expression, Huaixu laughed and said:

"Why do you feel like you don't know me anymore?"

Song Yingshi fluttered her thick black eyelashes twice, and suddenly raised her hand to cover Huaixu and caress her face.

She rubbed her cheek against her palm and smiled at Huai Xu:

"Mr. Huai."

"I'm here."

Song Yingshi raised her eyebrows and smiled smugly and sly:

"So you've liked me since middle school."

"..."

Huai Xu really didn't expect that Song Yingshi's first sentence would be this. She looked at the fox in front of her and said suddenly:

"Have you ever been jealous?" Otherwise, can you remember it so clearly?

Now it was Song Ying's turn to get stuck.

If it was before, she would have admitted it generously, but now she knows that the object of jealousy is actually herself, and it is too shameful to be jealous of herself.

Looking at Huai Xu's beautiful eyebrows, Song Ying hesitated for a moment, and said coolly:

"Only a little bit."

To her surprise, Huaixu didn't smile, she just said to her:

"Don't be jealous in the future, and don't be sad anymore. It's you, it's always you."

Huaixu's eyes are like moonlight, full of tenderness.

Song Yingshi's eyes flooded and she whispered:

"I'm not sad anymore."

Since Huai Xu talked to her for so long that day, she was no longer sad. But in the deepest part of my heart, there will still be a little uneasy feeling.

It has nothing to do with cleanliness, just thinking, why can't I get to know this person earlier, why can't I participate in each other's lives earlier.

It's a pity that it wasn't her that Huai Xu fell in love with for the first time.

until today.

Song Yingshi said seriously: "It's an honor, it's all me that you liked and liked now."

Huai Xu nodded and cooperated: "It's all you."

Song Yingshi said again, "Mr. Huai, I will treat you well."

Huai Xu smiled lightly: "You have always been good to me."

After a pause, she added: "Except..."

Song Yingshi quickly interrupted her: "It's still outside, don't talk nonsense."

Huaixu couldn't help laughing, her brows were so sparse that people couldn't take their eyes off.

Song Yingshi watched for a while, and her thoughts started to jump:

"Mr. Huai, do you think I liked you when I was in middle school?"

Huai Xu tutted: "What do you want to say?"

Song Yingshi thought to herself: "It stands to reason that you are invincible and invincible, but I may not be enlightened, in case you are just in love with one another..."

Song Yingshi sighed, "After all, I'm also pretty, and I'm sure many people are chasing me—well, I'm just guessing, why are you rubbing my face?"

Huaixu pinched her face again, and said coolly:

"Look at how thick your skin is."

"whispering sound."

"However, it's easy to know the truth. Don't you know it too, just like Zheng Qiyi."

Song Yingshi looked at her, without escaping the question, she pronounced two names clearly:

"Song Ming, and Fu Shu."

They spy in the dark to see the stolen treasure, and it's time to return it.