Rose with Snow

Fu Shu's shirt was messy, and his face was clean, but when he rolled up his cuffs, the purple-red bruises were revealed. It could be seen that life was not easy. The most important thing was that he was like a trapped beast, and the madness was suppressed in his eyes.

When a person has no scruples, the most uncontrollable, Song Yingshi stared at him vigilantly and said:

"Do you want to talk? Then get off the car, let's go in and sit and talk."

Fu Shu unbuttoned his neckline as if breathless, and pulled the corner of his lips towards Song Yingshi:

"Song Ying, I will not hurt you, no matter how many times I do it again."

This sentence was said with tenderness, and her eyes were even more affectionate, but Song Yingshi was struck by lightning.

……what?

She looked at Huaixu subconsciously, not only asking her, but also talking to herself:

"Fu Shu is crazy?"

Huaixu's face was frozen, but when she heard the words, she was amused, and melted like spring snow:

"He's always liked you."

Song Yingshi opened her lips.

Huaixu seemed to know what she was going to ask, and wrote lightly:

"There is no need to mention this kind of unimportant matter to you."

Song Yingshi thought about this reason: "You are right."

At this time, Song Yingshi suddenly understood why she felt that Fu Shu's behavior was strange on the night of the brigade. It turned out to be deviating from the original character design.

Fu Shu was completely ignored by the side: "..."

Huai Xu said coldly: "Get out of the car if you want to talk."

Without waiting for Fu Shu to respond, she just came back and knew nothing about Qu Qing:

"Sister Qing, find another private room."

Fu Shu lowered his head and walked in behind Song Yingshi. Now he walks much faster than before. In the past, he was afraid of being chased by fans, but now he is also afraid of being recognized as Fu Shu. Don't treat.

When he got to the private room, he relaxed slightly.

Qu Qing closed the curtains and went out. There were only the three of them in the private room.

Huaixu said: "There is surveillance here, the conversation can go on smoothly, and it will be deleted when we leave the surveillance. If you have other intentions, the surveillance will become important evidence against you. Now, what do you want to talk about?"

After Huai Xu said this, she did not relax her vigilance. As an opponent in her previous life, no one knew Fu Shu better than her.

If Song Ming is imprisoning Huaixu's personal freedom and criticizing licking dogs, Zheng Qiyi is a pua male plagiarism, and Fu Shu is even worse.

Huaixu will always remember that when she escaped from Song Ming's villa and got help from Fu Shu, she really thought she had met a kind person. She was penniless and stayed overnight at Fu Shu's house. That night, she carefully closed the window and locked the door, but when she woke up in the middle of the night, she saw Fu Shu sitting on the head of her bed, staring at her with a strange expression.

Since then, she has fallen into a nightmare.

If Song Ming loves to keep birds in cages, then Fu Shu uses iron cables to penetrate the bones of the pipa, nails the birds to the wall, and plucks the feathers one by one.

But in the last life, Huaixu was convinced that he didn't love her, but instead often flashed hatred, which made Huaixu unable to help but wonder if her parents who died early were the enemies of Fu Shu who killed her father.

Even after killing Fu Shu, Huai Xu had no way of knowing the source of the hatred between the two. It was not until she was reborn that she realized that Fu Shu was jealous of her. The logic of all his actions came from the fire of jealousy burning in his heart, and he was jealous of her being favored by Song Yingshi.

Falling into endless jealousy, Fu Shu played the role of a philanthropist with his front feet, and ripped open the mask of warmth with his back feet. He was gentle outside, but in front of Huaixu, the rival in love, he was uncertain.

He didn't even let himself go. He once did everything to Huai Xu on himself. Everyone around him didn't understand the logic of his behavior. He was completely mad alone, and even died in the end.

In this way, Fu Shu didn't care about anything, so he had to guard against it.

Fu Shu pulled a chair and sat down.

"You're also reborn, right?"

He continued to talk to himself: "It took me two days to remember what happened in my previous life, but you were reborn very early, you changed your destiny, you successfully debuted in the talent show, and both Song Ming and Zheng Qiyi were hurt by you... Maybe in you and them, oh no, it's us, we're all dead. It doesn't matter, it matters..."

Fu Shu turned his eyes slightly: "The important thing is that Song Yingshi is still in this world. From this point of view, do I have to thank you?"

In the end, Fu Shu was full of ridicule, not knowing whether he was mocking Huaixu or himself.

Song Yingshi listened attentively, and it turned out that this was what Fu Shu just said, "No matter how many times you start over." After his life hit rock bottom, he was also reborn.

Huaixu met Fu Shu's gaze, completely ignoring his half-sarcastic and half-provocative tone. As long as Fu Shu's jealousy hadn't died down, she would always be the winner. Her aura was not down to others, and she calmly asked the question she most wanted to know:

"So in the past life, when you were always looking for Song Ying on me, didn't you?"

"Not only on you, but myself."

Because of this, Fu Shu would hurt himself.

Huai Xu was not moved by this, the pressure between her brows and eyes became more and more intense:

"The memory of Song Yingshi completely disappeared from my mind, why do you still remember?"

All traces of Song Yingshi's life in this world have been erased. Even the closest mother, Xu Conghan, can't retain relevant memories. Why can Fu Shu?

Huaixu didn't want to admit that this special made her very repulsive and unhappy.

Fu Shu leaned back on the chair and smiled meaningfully:

"Because we are the protagonists."

He only said these seven words and did not want to say any more, and instead said to Song Yingshi:

"Say it's a talk, is it my turn to ask?"

Obviously, he just wanted to communicate with Song Yingshi.

Song Yingshi remembered the clues he gave, and treated him as if he was exchanging information:

"you say."

Fu Shu: "Why do you like Huaixu and not me?"

?

Send questions?

Song Yingshi replied in seconds, "Because I like women."

This sentence even said the taste of pride and pride in promoting identity.

In one sentence, Fu Shu has been maintaining the pressure since entering the house: "Fart! You like a fart woman."

Song Yingshi rolled her eyes and said simply and sincerely, "Well, since that's the case... Whether I like men or women in your eyes, I don't like you, is it understandable to say that?"

"..."

Fu Shu squatted down in front of Song Yingshi: "It's okay, you don't have to like me, just let me be nice to you. Yingshi, why can't you give me a chance? I can accept Huaixu's existence for you—"

Hearing this, Song Yingshi finally laughed angrily.

She kicked Fu Shu away with one foot, feeling that the soles of her shoes were dirty.

She usually has a very good temper. At this time, when she got angry, her chest burned with cold flames, which burned the adult's skillful disguise, revealing her arrogance and arrogance:

"What are you, it's your turn to accept it? Why can't I give you a chance? Just because you did those bad things to Huaixu, I'll give you a chance to die, okay?"

The scene fell silent.

Huai Xu watched this scene quietly.

Those distant scars have been healed without treatment in time, leaving centipede-like scars. She had no one to complain about, and she never thought to tell anyone. Because she is the final winner.

Across time and space, someone finally stood in front of her today, complaining for her.

Fu Shu fell to the ground, unable to speak for a long time, his face was gray and decayed.

Soon, Huai and Song had seen pain twice on his face, holding his head and facial features twisted into a ball, and cold sweat appeared on his temples.

Song Yingshi didn't even bother to look at it, so he opened the door and asked Qu Qing to dial 120.

After Song Yingshi confessed to Qu Qingshan, she was about to leave with Huaixu.

She twitched into a ball on the ground, and her ugly appearance was over. Fu Shu wanted to grab her ankle, but he couldn't reach it. He lay on the ground and looked up at the two of them who were going to walk side by side. Their silhouettes were so close that his eyes turned red:

"It shouldn't be like this... Song Ying, you should like me."

Back to the hotel by car, Song Yingshi and Huaixu returned to the closed room, Song Yingshi backhanded and took out Huaixu's mobile phone.

They lied to Fu Shu in the hotel box just now. The box camera was off, while Huaixu kept recording.

The two sat on the sofa and listened to the recording from beginning to end.

In fact, Song Yingshi couldn't forget the biggest doubt just now, and if he did it again at this time, it was hard to tell whether it was because of caution and carefulness, or hesitation for no reason before what was about to be revealed.

It's like there is a mysterious thing covered with black cloth in front of you. When you twist the corner of the black cloth and you are about to lift it, you always have to take a deep breath, then focus on it, and delay it for a little while.

After the recording was over, Song Yingshi read out two sentences in the memo:

"Fu Shu said, 'Because, we are the protagonists.' The 'we' refers to him and you."

"He finally said, 'Song Yingshi, you should like me.' That means in his 'script', I originally liked him. Then his script is..."

Song Yingshi had a rough guess.

For Fu Shu, he said it was vague enough, but when Song Ying had almost the same experience, the "protagonist" and the "script" were too visual, and he simply told her clearly that Fu Shu must also wear books. , or read this book!

Of course, she was a "book-piercer" who was deceived by the system. Now that the system is inexplicably offline, she hasn't seen the whole truth, and Fu Shu's real situation is still unknown.

But Song Yingshi intuitively told her that they were infinitely close to the answer, that the puzzle was about to come to an end, and everything was about to come out.

Song Yingshi thought for a while, and told Huaixu her guess.

Huaixu nodded when she heard a sentence, and her appearance was a bit unbelievable.

Song Yingshi took a sip of water to moisten her throat after speaking, but she didn't hear Huaixu speak during that time. Although Teacher Huai has always been quiet, Song Yingshi was inexplicably uncomfortable with the silence at this time.

She rubbed up to Huai Xu's side and put a cup in the other's hand, thinking:

"After meeting with Fu Shu, did you remember something? This is your last rebirth memory, right... Now your memory is complete?"

Huai Xu drank the water for a while, then nodded lightly.

"What information-"

"Song Yingshi."

"what?"

She responded casually. Every time she was called by Teacher Huai, she knew that the other party was serious.

Song Yingshi turned her face to look at Huaixu, but she pushed her up halfway. The last glance in front of her eyes was her crows and long eyelashes, which landed on her face, fluffy and itchy.

The corners of her lips were bitten, and Song Yingshi's breath hit her face, forming a wet mist, stuffy and damp.

"Song Yingshi."

She called on her lips, and put her cold white fingers on the side of her face.

Song Yingshi bit back, her mouth slurred and stuck:

"I am here."

Huai Xu hummed softly between her nose and said in a low voice:

"Let's do it."