Rose with Snow

Song Yingshi's smile froze on her lips.

Huaixu will die in ten years...

How is this possible?

What is the heroine? If there is only one woman in the world who can live, then it must be the protagonist. Now the system tells her that Huaixu will die in ten years?

Song Yingshi reflexively said, "I don't believe it."

ten years.

Song Yingshi chewed on the word, her eyes narrowed, and she laughed openly:

"Ten years, it's not too short. I'll accompany her to die in ten years."

"..."

The system was furious and scolded: "You wish Huai Xu would die as soon as possible, are you still her lover? She really fell in love with you for eight lifetimes."

Song Yingshi also sympathized with Huai Xu: "How could she put on this **** like you, and she won't be blamed for eight hundred years of bad luck."

The system was so angry that it made a series of current noises, and it was estimated that the cyberpunk cursed people passionately.

Song Yingshi's head hurt when she heard it, and she said directly, "We're going to have sex, shut up and don't peek."

This time the system was completely silent, as if it was **** off.

A voice came from overhead: "It didn't speak."

Song Yingshi folded her body and changed her back to Huaixu to lie on her back.

Huaixu's jaw line is sharp, her head is slightly tilted, and she seems to be listening intently, looking for traces of the system.

It seemed that the conversation just happened only between the system and Song Yingshi, otherwise Huaixu would not be indifferent, and mistakenly thought that the system did not speak again.

Her head was pillowed with Huaixu, her body was soft, and the temperature and aroma were light.

She will trim her hair, talk to herself with a smile, sing so nicely, and is more serious about her fans than anyone else, but she also has a terrifying aura and a strong sense of alienation. Countless.

Will such a person disappear forever in ten years?

She didn't want to believe the system's nonsense, but after so many things, how could she do it, just treat it as nonsense.

"Why didn't you speak. Or did it say something to you?"

Huai Xu lowered her eyes and asked her, her long eyelashes cast a crow green shadow on her face, with a serious demeanor.

Song Yingshi moved her body, shrank towards Huaixu's arms, stuffed her face into Huaixu's belly, and said indistinctly:

"No, the **** knows where it went, the air conditioner is a little low, right?"

"Cold?"

Huai Xu reached out and touched her exposed calf, which was really cold.

Before she could turn up the temperature, the hem of her shirt was suddenly lifted, and a pair of cool silk hands slipped into her waist and swam like a fish around her waist.

Huaixu's waist almost softened: "Xiao Shi, you..."

Song Yingshi muffled around her waist and laughed, and the heat came through her clothes and reached Huaixu's waist.

At first, Huaixu still remembered system affairs and didn't want to mess around with Song Yingshi. But today, Song Yingshi's kiss was heavy and hastily, and her unruly movements had a silky animal nature, making it hard to stop her.

There was a strong desire in her eyes, and Huaixu was dragged down between the eyes.

The lights were off, and the low and high voices lingered in the air.

Huaixu's voice sounds good when she sings, and it's also good at this time.

Compared with the ethereal purity in front of the stage, or the emotional singing, at this time, she never showed her softness in front of others, as if the cold smoke from the incense burner swayed, covered with people, and the ending sound was sweet.

On the coffee table, the phone suddenly lit up and vibrated.

Huaixu crouched on the sofa, trying to prop up her upper body and glance at the caller. Song Yingshi's lips and teeth moved and stirred, Huaixu was unable to fall back, her slender waist and limbs were swayed, like a white rose hit by the wind and snow, soaked with melting snow, the petals were wet and half-open and half-closed, pure and beautiful.

Song Yingshi supported her, looked at the screen, bit Huaixu's ear and said:

"Sister Qing's phone number...they are still next door."

Just when Huai Xu thought she was going to talk about the past tense, Song Yingshi blew her ear and said with a low smile:

"Be quiet."

"..."

What followed was a more and more violent offensive, and the sound of being forced out into pieces.

In the end, Huaixu couldn't tell whether Song Ying was venting or her emotions were out of control. She only knew that she could not be alone and indulged in it when she followed Song Ying.

When Song Yingshi woke up again, she put her hand on Huai Xu's body, and Huai Xu's arm was also on her, in a posture of hugging and sleeping.

She suddenly remembered that she had read somewhere that no matter how tightly a couple hugged before going to bed, they would sleep on their own after falling asleep. Some people also said that they were sticky when they were first together, and it became that way after a long time.

Song Yingshi was still curious, if she and Huaixu were together for a long time, what would happen to the two of them. Will you push the other party away to sleep on your own after falling asleep? Will you quarrel, cold war, feeling faded, and annoying? Or would it be better?

I heard that after being together for a long time, the two will look more and more alike, their aunt's period will be synchronized, and their clothes can be mixed together.

Song Yingshi leaned over and leaned against Huaixu's chest. She heard a heartbeat, steady and even, with warm ups and downs.

If Huaixu dies, this heart will not beat.

Song Yingshi had already died once. If she were to die again, she would not be afraid, but she would be reluctant.

But she was afraid that someone would die in front of her. She couldn't imagine what it would look like. Just thinking about this possibility made Song Yingshi panic.

She leaned closer to Huaixu.

Huaixu was disturbed, she hummed while she was half asleep, and kissed Song Yingshi's forehead, her voice was sleepy:

"Why did you wake up and sleep a little longer, eh?"

Song Yingshi whispered, "I'm not sleepy anymore. It's raining heavily outside."

She mentioned the weather without words. There was a heavy rain outside the window. Song Yingshi vaguely remembered that it started to fall before going to bed. At that time, it was still a light rain. She leaned on the glass and saw Li Yining and the others driving away. Everything was hazy because of the rain.

Song Yingshi thought again: "Do you remember when you wrote the word 'rain' before, it turned out to be copying me."

With the memories of the past, Song Yingshi realized that she had a lot of free time in middle school, and when she was punished to stand without a book and wanted to rain on a rainy day, she breathed and wrote "rain" on the glass.

Sitting under that piece of glass is Huaixu.

After Song Yingshi finished writing, she realized that Huai Xu had been looking at her, and the relationship between the two was not harmonious. Song Yingshi was still a little ashamed, but she could see from Huai Xu's face that "mentally handicapped children are more happy" mockery.

She kept doing all the painting skills and drew a grimace on the glass.

...

It turned out that some vague and subconscious things had been engraved in each other's souls before they could retrieve their memories and would not disappear.

Because she just woke up, it took a while for Huai Xu to think about it, but she was also interested:

"Go back and copy the grimace for you to see."

"What do you remember?" Song Yingshi couldn't remember.

"Ugly is impressive."

"..."

Song Yingshi raised her hand and twisted her arm, and said angrily, "I can't say a good word or two."

Huai Xu hissed lightly and couldn't help laughing: "To tease you. But I really remember."

Song Yingshi deliberately asked, "Why do you remember?"

"You remember everything."

"Look, I said you had a crush on me at the time." Song Ying was happy, "I didn't like you at that time."

"Can't I have a good memory?"

Song Yingshi was dissatisfied, rolled her eyes and said, "Then do you remember who was sitting in the front seat at that time?"

Huaixu thought for a while: "It seems to be a three-character girl. She is very popular. She doesn't like to have ponytails. She is often told by the head teacher because of loose hair."

?

Do you remember so clearly?

Song Yingshi said coldly: "Yes, people still often ask you questions, from outside the language to the political and historical places, I don't need to correct the tape myself, I ask you to borrow tape five times ten times in a class, and every day I put my hair on it. Swipe across your desk."

Huaixu pretended to be surprised, her eyes full of teasing: "Do you remember so clearly?"

"..."

Song Yingshi bit her chin in anger.

Huai Xu lowered her head to look for her, and the two of them were sticky for a while, Song Yingshi licked her watery lips and evened her airway:

"Mr. Huai, do you want me to act in the future?"

Hearing this question suddenly, Huai Xu fell into thinking. Song Yingshi hugged her obediently and waited for the answer. After a few seconds, she heard:

"Do you still like acting?"

Song Yingshi said without hesitation, "I like it, but sometimes I find it boring."

Actors get tired of their profession, often because they have not encountered interesting scripts. Song Yingshi also picked the script, but later, even if she liked the script, she lost interest in participating.

If she were to say it now, it would feel like she had no roots, no ego, and only a body of excellent talent. Everyone was saying that she wasted her talent, and only she understood the feeling of floating in the air.

She told Huaixu all this softly.

After listening, Huaixu said, "This 'sometimes' is when you were in that world."

Song Yingshi nodded. Coming to... No, since she came back here, she hasn't played any serious role yet.

In fact, she already had an idea in her heart: "Actually, I want to know how different my performance will be from before."

Huaixu said: "Just like you used to take me to do basic training, just like the basics of acting, you now have enough and new 'self' waiting for you to discover, which should be very interesting to you."

After the actor explores outward, the most important thing is to dig and explode inward. This kind of infectious and vitality profession, it is easier said than done to rely on one person to move tens of millions of people.

Song Yingshi found herself now, as if the door of performance was closed and opened to her again. There was a white fog in front of her, I don't know if it was good or bad, but as long as she walked forward, at least she wouldn't stop in place.

Song Yingshi kissed Huai Xu's face as a reward: "As expected of a woman I like, I think the same."

Huai Xu squinted her eyes: "you think so, why are you asking me?"

Song Yingshi whispered, "I want to say a few more words to you."

Huai Xu chuckled: "I'm acting like a spoiled child again."

The rain outside the window was getting louder and louder, making the glass rattle.

Huai Xu yawned, her eyes closed, and her chin was against Song Ying:

"Xiao Shi, if the system does anything else, be sure to tell me, I won't let you go again. We ignore it, it won't make any waves."

Her voice was soft, but Song Yingshi knew she was serious.

Unable to say the reason, Song Yingshi's eyes instantly became wet.

Huaixu's voice was as light as coaxing a child to sleep, and like a lover's murmur:

"If you want to act, just go and act. If you don't want to act, let's do the stage together. We still have SRG. I will release a new song. Fu Qi is going to release a new demo. They said they will give it to me in the next two days. After the song is released, my career will slow down. Slow down and get on the right track, if you don't want to act in the future, let me support you too? I haven't raised anyone yet, so how about raising you like you did to me?"

Thinking of this, Huai Xu couldn't help but smile:

"I bought you a lot of beautiful clothes and bags. You like to buy things the most. I will also sign up for you a lot of lessons, so what do you learn... Can you dive? Let's go to get a diving certificate together? Helicopter can also... …”

At night, Huai Xu told her that she could not speak normally. When she told Song Ying about the future she had imagined, the more she talked, the more she thought that this day would come soon.

She can't remember why she thought the world was boring. There are so many things in the world that need to be explored, and ten years is not enough.

But to be able to walk with Song Yingshi for ten years, it must be enough to see the scenery in this life. Just thinking about it made Huaixu look forward to it.

Song Yingshi's shoulders suddenly shook twice.

Huaixu called out:

"Little Ten?"

"Bah, learn from people, learn everything from me."

Song Yingshi's voice was the same as before.

"I have a diving certificate. I used to learn from filming. You can learn this by yourself. I remember the clothes and bags, and I still want to raise a cat—"

Huai Xu thought about it:

"How long can a cat live? Ten years?"

If so, it would be good if the cat could spend more time with Xiao Shi for her.

Hearing this sentence, Song Yingshi stopped abruptly.

Tears fell straight from her eyes without warning, one after another, unable to stop.

It was like the last straw was crushed, but just now, I was able to hold back my emotions and break through the valve. Unspeakable sorrow and pain surged out, and my heart was bursting.

If she stayed, Huaixu didn't even have a cat to live long.

She has already died once, she hasn't had enough sunshine in her life, she is still so young, she is a rising star in the music world, she has so many fans, she... she can't go into that sea again.

In the silent night, Song Yingshi's face was full of tears, and she finally understood.

She wanted to live with a dick.

Even in places she would never see.

At the same time, Huaixu plans their future:

"Okay, we'll have a cat in the future."

The night was extraordinarily long and very short.

When Song Yingshi woke up again, the date on the phone screen was past five in the morning on the 9th. Soon, the sky will be completely bright.

The rain has not stopped outside the window, standing by the window and looking down, the street lights are still in the rain.

When day and night are handed over, all things are bizarre.

Song Yingshi stepped forward, and the floor-to-ceiling windows seemed to be empty for her to pass through. She stood in the rain out of thin air, and the raindrops went straight through her body, as if passing through the void.

She took two or three steps forward, and her figure became thinner and lighter.

When she was about to disappear completely, she couldn't help but look back——

There was a dazzling white in front of her, and she couldn't see Huaixu.

Huaixu had a dream, and she couldn't remember the content of the dream as soon as she woke up, and she forgot it completely.

When she woke up, her side was empty, and Huaixu subconsciously shouted:

"Little Ten."

No answer.

Did you go out? Going for a morning run?

Huaixu was speculating rationally, but she panicked for no reason. She touched the bed, and the temperature on her side had long since disappeared, as if no one had ever lied down before.

There was a crisp sound of something shattering from the other side, and Huaixu suddenly looked at the floor-to-ceiling window.

There is nothing unusual in the clear sky, but Huaixu heart can't stop sinking.

As she got out of bed, she shouted:

"Song Yingshi!"

When she wants to find Song Ying, she must find it. She doesn't know that she will be anxious if she can't see her...

She put on her shoes and stood up hastily, and was about to rush out of the bedroom when she glanced at the bedside table.

As if the pause button was pressed, Huai Xu froze in place.

On the B5 note paper, there were only eight words written on it, which could be read from a distance, but she stared at it for a long time.

Live well, wait for me to come back

She took a light breath and stretched out her hand towards the note paper, her fingertips stopped in mid-air, trembling, and did not dare to pick it up.

She thought a lot that she had read it wrong, and then she wondered if Song Yingshi was trying to revenge her for saying she was ugly and pranking her on a whim last night, and deliberately scare her. A head came out of the door and said triumphantly, "Are you scared?".

If so, she must not be angry with Song Yingshi. She knew that Song Yingshi liked to tease her, she knew that, so she was not angry, but she had read these eight words over and over many times, why Song Yingshi still didn't appear.

Huai Xu held her breath and stood there waiting for Song Yingshi for a long, long time.

The sun slanted and slowly fell on her.

It was hot in August, and Huaixu's hands and feet were cold, like falling into an ice cellar.