Rose with Snow

Song Yingshi felt that Huaixu was simply outrageous, extremely outrageous, especially outrageous.

This kind of feeling is like, she is worried that the mad dog outside will bite her petite cat, so she carefully closes the doors and windows and calls the property, and finally it is safe to prevent it.

She turned around and called the police to catch the mad dog. When she turned around, her cat ran out to find the mad dog!

Thinking of Huai Xu being so close to that dirty thing, Song Yingshi felt uncomfortable, and she couldn't tell the response in her heart.

Asked about the direction the two were leaving, Song Yingshi went over without saying a word.

At this moment, Zheng Qiyi was staring at Huai Xu's back, followed behind her, and came to the west stairway.

There are stairs on the east and west sides of the White Pagoda. Usually only the east side is open, and the west side is not used, so there is no security monitoring.

Zheng Qiyi followed, and the first thing he did was to see if there were any cameras. Looking up at the empty wall, only then did I look at Huaixu with confidence.

Zheng Qiyi didn't expect that Huai Xu would take the initiative to find him.

When Huai Xu came to him, he was in shock at Song Yingshi's warning, his forehead hurt, as if something was about to come out of his brain. Even now, it's like there's a small electric drill in his head, and if it wasn't for Huaixu who was looking for him, he wouldn't be able to endure the discomfort at all.

Although he still remembered Huai Xu's ignorance, Zheng Qiyi's anger lowered a little at Huai Xu's seductive face and said, "What's the matter with me?"

Unexpectedly, Huai Xu looked at him flatly, and what he said when he opened his lips almost made him jump up:

"Zheng Qiyi, during the art exam, your family bought Pang Hai, an associate professor of the Shenyin Vocal Music Department, to pass the school entrance exam. When you were in college, you created more than ten songs, and you thought you could quickly become popular with your talent, but you didn't expect that there would be no splash on the Internet. "

These...how would Huai Xu know!

Zheng Qiyi's neck quickly turned red, he took a step closer, and said sharply, "Do you know what you are talking about!"

Huai Xu glanced at it, and the cold eyes froze Zheng Qiyi's approaching footsteps.

She raised the corners of her lips, as if squinting at reptiles on the ground. Facing Zheng Qiyi's shocked expression, her voice was somewhat interesting, but more indifferent and serious.

"One day, you found a shortcut. Those overseas music are like deep-sea treasures. You reach out and take a little bit of the wall and copy a few bars, and no one will know."

Zheng Qiyi's breathing seemed to be panting.

"You copied three songs, and one became a hit. The other two received a good response. While scolding the audience for their lack of appreciation, you were busy searching for more hidden sources. In the album you were preparing, only three songs were not copied. Really Original genius."

When Huai Xu said the last sentence, Zheng Qiyi's pupils clenched into needles, and he took a step back abruptly. He has never told anyone about these things, why does Huai Xu know it clearly!

Compared with the cold trainee in the classroom just now, Huai Xu in front of her seemed to have changed her core. Unspeakable amorous feelings and ruthlessness poured out of her. Those eyes were deep and clear, as if they could see him straight.

In front of her, he had no secrets, nowhere to hide, embarrassed and ugly.

Under the almost mysterious encounter, Zheng Qiyi had long forgotten his **** for beauty and his unwilling obsession, and his knees went weak. Huaixu directly exposed his old bottom, which was even more frightening than the threatening warning that Song Ying had just brought!

Zheng Qiyi's forehead hurt even more. He covered his head, thinking he was roaring, but in fact he could only let out a whimper-like low voice:

"I don't know what you're talking about... hey, what you're saying is ridiculous!"

Huaixu leaned against the wall relaxedly, watching him struggle in vain, like a clown spinning in place.

She said indifferently: "See me later, get away."

"you!"

"Zheng Qiyi, I face hundreds of cameras every day. You shouldn't want to see your scandal on which camera. If your fans know that your so-called music castle uses stolen building materials, you know the consequences. "

In her previous life, Zheng Qiyi "died" in her hands like this.

She took the plagiarized song as a guide, and brought out the scandal of Zheng Qiyi's start-up in one fell swoop. Zheng Qiyi's personality collapsed with a bang, and he lost vigorously, with no foundation left, and was directly banned as a bad actor.

Zheng Qiyi was breathing heavily, his face was entangled between begging and gloom, and his originally handsome face looked extremely hideous. In the end, he weighed the pros and cons, suppressed the fear in his eyes, and slowly retreated further:

"As long as we're all right, you're not going to say it, are you?"

Huaixu smiled.

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me."

She looked at Zheng Qiyi's pain indifferently, opened her lips and said:

"Get out of here, I'm in a good mood, I'm not sure."

Like playing tricks on a reptile in a black box, Huaixu casually showed him a ray of light.

It seems to be an exit full of vitality, and it is also like a ghostly shadow of a bright sword light that is about to fall.

At this point in the conversation, Zheng Qiyi's headache was unbearable. Coupled with Huai Xu's blow, he suddenly roared and knelt down in front of Huai Xu.

The pain in his head could no longer be contained, as if the watermelon knife stuck on his head began to slash down, his whole body seemed to be cut in half by an invisible machete.

Kneeling for less than a second, he crawls at Huai Xu's feet. His limbs were shaking, his whole body twitching.

Huaixu looked down at him.

From this moment's perspective, Zheng Qiyi, who was kneeling and embarrassed, almost overlapped with the scene in his previous life.

In an instant, the musty mood rose from the ground, the blood in the body was a little cold, and the memory dragged Huaixu into the abyss where there was no light.

There is no life here, only the dead air from time to time rolls up ashes, and the outline of the world is like the body of a giant without flesh and blood, bulging in the air.

And Huaixu stood in the gap of the giant's left chest, the wind blew, she clings to the blood-dropping blade, and the giant insect's fresh and twitching corpse lay under her feet, but her eyes were dead and her body was cold.

"Click-"

A slight noise came from the horizon, and Huaixu turned a deaf ear.

Until a voice that is familiar enough to make the soul instinctively tremble sounded beside him:

"Huai Xu?"

Huai Xu slowly raised her eyes, it was Song Yingshi.

Song Yingshi came.

The fresh breath came constantly from Song Yingshi, she was like spring, with infinite vitality.

Without any redundant action words, when she appeared, it was the best gift Huaixu could get from the world.

The temperature rose, Huaixu moved her stiff fingers, but her throat was a little stagnant, so she could only make a soft hum, indicating that she heard it.

Song Yingshi looked at Zheng Qiyi who was rolling and curled up on the ground, and turned back to look at Huaixu in surprise, her tone was novel, and there was even a hint of admiration between her eyebrows:

"Did you hit?"

"..."

Huai Xu felt helpless: "He fell down by himself." Hit him? She is dirty.

Song Yingshi snorted and said contemptuously, "He touches porcelain?"

Looking left and right again: "There is no camera... I will call someone to come over first, so that we don't have to bear the blame."

Song Yingshi said she was about to leave.

Huaixu called behind her, "Xiao Shi."

Song Yingshi turned around and said, "Why—"

Huai Xu hugged her without saying a word, her arms were tightly tucked, her breathing was light when exhaling, and heavy when she was inhaling.

Song Ying was stunned for a while, but then she became even more annoyed with Zheng Qiyi. Don't you know if you go to a place with no one to get sick again?

Song Yingshi pressed Huai Xu's breath and patted her on the back, whispering in her ear:

"Frightened by the sex? Let you come over and talk to him... If you're not afraid, then I'll be watching here. You can call someone, okay?"

Huaixu's fragility was fleeting, she closed her eyes and regained her senses, but she was a little reluctant to let go, so she bore Song Yingshi's shoulder and said:

"Hugger for a while."

Song Yingshi blinked, and subconsciously tilted her head towards Huaixu, wanting to see Huaixu's expression at this time.

But Huai Xu thought she was going to struggle, her arms tightened again, her soft body pressed against Song Yingshi, and pressed against each other, her voice was low, with a little imperceptible grievance:

"Just a moment."

Huaixu... is acting like a spoiled child.

Just like when you touch it on weekdays, it's like a cat that is alms and needs to be touched for the first time. Song Yingshi's heart collapsed in an instant, how could she remember anything else, the corners of her lips twitched involuntarily, and even her breathing became gentle. .

Feeling the rare dependence on Huai Xu, Song Yingshi felt distressed again, and glanced coldly at Zheng Qiyi on the ground.

If it weren't for him, Huaixu wouldn't be like this. I don't know what this scumbag said to Huaixu, and the sudden onset is frightening.

I'll ask Huaixu later, it's hard to ask now...

Song Yingshi thought, following Shun Huaixu's spine, her movements were extremely gentle.

She hugged Huai Xu here to comfort her, and Zheng Qiyi, who was pumping from time to time on the ground, was frightened, frightened, and angry.

The fear is that he doesn't understand why his body is like this, and he collapses on the ground without finding a reason. Angry is...

I'm still on the ground, do you know how to respect people? Don't you know how to help me up first? He continued to threaten me with his eyes, is there any reason for it!

Also, who is the scumbag? ? ?

At the beginning of the mentor class, there were four mentors, and at the end there were only three left.

In the middle of the recording, the instructor Zheng Qiyi suddenly felt unwell. Although he was helped to the lounge, he quickly recovered, but the program team did not dare to keep him any longer, and immediately contacted his company to take him to the hospital for a general examination.

The agent came quickly. Because Zheng Qiyi is the most promising artist under the big manager, and he values ​​Chunye, this time the big manager came to pick him up instead of the executive manager.

Before picking up Zheng Qiyi, the agent met with Shi Zhi.

Shi Zhi's face was not very good this time: "Old Feng, they are all old acquaintances, let me tell you the truth, Mr. Zheng came to our Chunye to record three times, and two accidents happened, this is not good? The real contract and notice fee, no Take me to play like this."

The agent smiled modestly and took the initiative to pour water for her: "This time it's because of the health, and he definitely doesn't want to. I promise it's only three, no third time."

Shi Zhi drank the water and said the last sentence: "Oh, it's also us Chunye people who are busy with things, you can ask him carefully, and then think about what to do."

She pondered in her heart that Zheng Qiyi couldn't think of provoking Huaixu this time, or it was the illness that occurred when she had private contact with Huaixu. And Song Yingshi didn't come to her, and went to get her mobile phone to make a call.

It seems that she doesn't need to be involved in the latter. At this time, when she beat an old acquaintance, Quan Dang reminded him that she had done her best.

If it's not handled well... maybe it doesn't matter the third time.

Zheng Qiyi followed the agent back to the car and drove to the hospital.

As soon as he returned to the private space, the agent immediately asked, "What happened today?"

Zheng Qiyi was lethargic and said, "You ask me who am I to ask?"

Zheng Qiyi went away to be threatened by Huaixu, told what happened today, and said, "The most important thing now is my body, send me to check."

The pain in his body gradually subsided within five minutes after being carried out by the staff. But there are traces left in his body, as if the soul has been torn apart and difficult to repair. Thinking about it to this day still makes him terrified.

He can't control so much, what kind of stalking, what kind of threat of ruin, and now he's afraid that he can't even live well.

When he arrived at the hospital, after the MRI and other tests, the doctor concluded that his body was completely fine.

Zheng Qiyi said anxiously, "But I can't stand up because of the pain today!"

The doctor tried to convince him, but Zheng Qiyi couldn't calm down, how could it make him calm down! That feeling of near-death, only those who have experienced it understand how desperate it is.

He yelled in the consultation room, and the doctors and nurses outside were attracted by the sound and stopped outside by the assistant.

Zheng Qiyi sat on the patient chair tremblingly, unwilling to accept the result without saying anything, and refused to leave, his eyes wandering around.

The doctor who was quite frightened raised his glasses and politely suggested to the agent: "You can take him to the psychiatric department next door."

"..."

Zheng Qiyi came to the hospital in a hurry. He was seen by so many people just now. Naturally, he couldn't go to the psychiatry department.

Anyway, the agent persuaded Zheng Qiyi out of the hospital. Looking at the gloomy artist, the agent hated that iron was not steel:

"You calm down, take a rest for the past two days, and then see if you have any symptoms. It can't be someone who hurt you, and the doctor will not help you. Don't be embarrassed in the hospital."

Zheng Qiyi murmured, "Who hurt me... Was it Huaixu?"

The manager was helpless, and he wondered if he really had to ask a strict psychiatrist to show him, and said:

"Huai Xu is just a trainee, what are you thinking? And it's only for you to target others. Don't make trouble with her now. The show team talked to me again, do you know?"

Speaking of this, the agent remembered what Shi Zhi said, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was something he had overlooked. Shi Zhi said that the relationship between Chun Ye is complicated...?

The agent said solemnly: "By the way, did you offend anyone on the show today?"

As soon as he heard this question, Zheng Qiyi thought of Song Yingshi's warning, "You have provoked me again", and Song Yingshi's appearance naturally appeared in his mind.

For some reason, when he thought of Song Ying this time, Zheng Qiyi felt a little familiar, and vague memories came to his mind.

And what emerged earlier than this familiarity was the origin of everything—

It was from Song Yingshi's warning that his body started to sweat!

Because compared with the pain in the back, the degree of chills and sweats was too slight, and he was hurriedly ignored for a while, and he didn't remember it until now.

The heat wave in the car that had just started had not dissipated, but Zheng Qiyi shivered abruptly.

"Think about it, what do you think of to tell me... Can you hear me? Zheng Qiyi?"

The manager's voice was getting farther and farther away, as if in the sky, Zheng Qiyi was immersed in the suddenly clear memory in his mind.

It was as if an invisible hand brushed off the layers of black veil, allowing this hidden picture to reappear in the world.

Zheng Qiyi was stunned: "I... I've seen her?"

The instructor left, and the interior of the White Pagoda gradually returned to calm.

When Wan Jiao first saw Zheng Qiyi being carried out, she was so embarrassed that everyone was stunned, and she whispered while holding Wen Qingzi:

"The reward of evil power is a bit quick and accurate..."

For this reason, Wan Jiao Shao had no choice but to curse for the remark just now and felt guilty for a while. After seeing Zheng Qiyi slowly recovering, she breathed a sigh of relief, happily went to cook, and came back to practice hard.

Wan Jiao practiced, and those in the same group would accompany her. Accompanied by the same group, the "Can't Hide" group opposite the door was not far behind, and closed the door to practice——

Comforting the opponent is one thing, it doesn't prevent them from wanting to win!

Just like today, Hu Wan hugged Wan Jiao like a pillow, and said to her with a solemn face:

"Woman, I only allow you to be abused by us on Er Gong."

Moreover, there is still a battle between them, the hatred of black fans and idols, and more personal grudges. If you don't go all out to fight, it is really difficult to end.

In this way, when someone in the other group was about to get off work, they found that "Lights On" and "Can't Avoid" were inexplicably rolled up again.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally decided to pretend that nothing happened and refused to introvert.

At exactly 10 o'clock in the evening, Song Yingshi and Huai Xu opened the classroom door at the same time, announcing to leave work together.

Only then did everyone know that they had already agreed, and all of them were exhausted and sweaty, saying goodbye to the rich and noble, and slowly went to the dormitory.

A group of girls walked in a lively manner, and there were endless things to say.

Until she said good night to Wan Jiao who lived next door, the rest was the time for Song Yingshi and Huaixu to be alone.

The two slowly walked back to the room. It was already past 10 o'clock. Song Yingshi's tone naturally urged Huai Xu to wash up. After the two of them washed up one after another, they went to bed at about 11 o'clock. Song Yingshi started the topic tonight.

I don't know when, she fell in love with the feeling of talking with Huai Xu in bed at night before going to bed.

Especially after the lights were turned off, everything was silent, as if there were only two conversations left in the world, clear and vague.

Expecting to talk a lot tonight, Song Yingshi also put a mug full of water on the bedside of the two of them in advance, her intention was blatant, and she was glanced at by Huai Xu several times.

At this moment, Song Yingshi slowly picked up the mug, took a mouthful of boiled water to moisten her throat, and called out:

"Huai Xu."

Huaixu did not respond, Song Yingshi sighed rather resentfully, and said to herself:

"I hug people so tightly in the afternoon that I won't admit it when I go to bed."

In the night, Huaixu's throat rolled gently:

"Then I'll accept the account?"

Song Yingshi's heart thumped, and her expression gathered:

"What are you talking about, I'm a decent person."

To Song Yingshi's cowardly act of taking three steps back, Huai Xu found a sense of familiarity, pulled the corners of her lips, and sneered lightly with a smile.

Song Yingshi heard it, but pretended not to hear it, pressing her elbow on the pillow, Zhuang seemed to have no intention of saying:

"Speaking of which, do you know Zheng Qiyi?"

When Huai Xu heard the name, her expression faded and she said, "I don't know."

Song Yingshi raised her eyebrows, don't you know?

It was written in the original book that Zheng Qiyi and Huai Xu were neighbors. And when they first met, Huai Xu recognized Zheng Qiyi.

However, because the female protagonist's sexual orientation in the book can be changed from straight to curved, Song Ying is not surprised when other situations occur, so she did not continue to struggle, and only thought that Huai Xu was deliberately trying to clear the relationship.

Thinking of the possibility that Huai Xu didn't want to have a relationship with Zheng Qiyi, Song Yingshi felt inexplicably better.

She blew the long hair that fell to her forehead, blew it up briskly, and muttered:

"Then you went to talk to him today. Why are you looking for him? What did you say? Did he scare you?"

After this series of questions, Huaixu tutted, "Are you a continual cannon?"

Song Yingshi pretended to be ruthless: "I'm still going to look at it and explain it honestly, otherwise I won't be able to spare you."

Huaixu really wanted to ask why she couldn't forgive the law, and she felt very willing to see it, but she knew that she couldn't talk to Song Ying, at least not at this moment.

She thought about it and said slowly:

"I went to him and apologized to him on behalf of our team. After chatting a few words about his works, he fell to the ground."

Except for the apology, the other Huaixu confessed that they didn't lie, but only obscured the content. Finally she said:

"As soon as he fell, I looked at him and felt uncomfortable."

This sentence is also true. Zheng Qiyi's shape was so disgusting that it hooked her into that memory and fell into a bad state.

Song Yingshi leaned over in the dark:

"Are you still suffering now?"

Whittle snorted.

If there is any change, it is indeed there. She is a little full of energy, like an invisible force filling her body and needs to be absorbed, so she has a feeling of laziness after eating.

She vaguely guessed the reason—

This is also another purpose of her meeting with Zheng Qiyi.

She wanted to know that the first time she met Zheng Qiyi, she got the memory and ability. Goodbye for the second time, see you for a while, what will happen? Will there be any new changes?

It seems that there are some harvests this time, but she still doesn't know what the harvested fruits are.

Facing Song Yingshi's question, Huaixu naturally couldn't tell the truth, so she teased her lazily:

"It's not uncomfortable, it's not uncomfortable."

Song Yingshi asked, "Are you really uncomfortable?"

Huai Xu smiled slightly, and couldn't bear to lie to her: "It's fake."

Song Yingshi snorted softly: "I knew that you must be lying to me."

Huaixu said, "Xiao Shi is so smart."

"..."

Song Yingshi rolled on the bed for half a circle, getting closer to Huaixu. After saying a few more irrelevant nonsense, Song Yingshi asked again:

"Are you really not feeling well?"

When Huai Xu heard this sentence with a little sleepiness, her eyelids moved:

"Did you just say that and scared you? Why don't you believe me."

Song Yingshi nodded in the dark, her voice accusing:

"You scared me this afternoon."

Huaixu let out a breath: "Huh?"

Song Yingshi didn't answer, she thought to herself, she was hugging her.

For some reason, Song Yingshi didn't think much about it during the day, but at night, when she was hiding under the protection of the shadows and lying in the same room as Huaixu, the hug always lingered in her mind.

Hold for a long time.

In the end, there was no explanation... Song Yingshi didn't know what to explain her mood, and she didn't know what explanation she wanted to be satisfied.

After thinking about it, I always feel that the current ntxl has no sense of responsibility at all, and straight girls don't have to be responsible for hugging, right?

The more Song Yingshi thought about it, the more she felt that she had been prostituted for nothing in the afternoon.

She is not reconciled. Huaixu was comfortable, but now it was her who was uncomfortable. No, Huaixu has to compensate her.

Song Yingshi made a unilateral decision. She opened the task list and looked at the tasks in the list that she had decided not to do.

Special task: Touch Huai Xu's face for 20 seconds.

By the ear, Huai Xu's breathing gradually became even and the rhythm was gentle, Song Ying counted for many seconds, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

She shouted angrily, "Huai Xu?"

Huaixu didn't answer, she should have fallen asleep.

Song Yingshi got out of bed gently and squatted in front of Huaixu's bed.

In the darkness, she leaned in, blurring her position at a very close distance.

Feeling the position of Huai Xu's forehead, her fingertips were like ballet dancer's toes, falling down very lightly and carefully.

Dragonfly.

When he was about to hit the water, Huai Xu suddenly moved.

Her fingertips were impartial and fell on Huaixu's lips.

Song Ying shivered, her fingertips slid down briefly, and she sank into the soft and damp boundless spring color.