Rose with Snow

Song Ming couldn't believe what he heard.

He still remembered that the previous Huaixu conformed to all his fantasies about women. Under the cold and frosty face, there was the gentleness of a young girl.

Her thorns are the fear and nervousness of the unexplored world. In the eyes of a man like Song Ming who has lost his innocence early, he is so cute and can be destroyed like fluff.

His attempt to Huaixu began one summer four years ago.

He saw Huaixu under the grape trellis. There were countless tangled branches on the grape trellis that summer, dark green and pleasant. Huaixu raised his head and looked curiously, his eyelashes were trembling, and his body was covered with a lot of mottled light.

The breeze blew the corners of her white skirt, revealing her straight and slender legs, Song Ming couldn't look away.

Until Huai Xu picked up his hair that had been ruffled by the wind, looking sideways, his heart throbbed violently.

This scene was buried in his heart, and it slowly sprouted. It wasn't until three years later that he saw Huaixu for the second time. After three years of tossing and turning and late-night memories, it was difficult for him to restrain his possessiveness towards Huaixu, and he had to get her completely.

Just when it was within easy reach, Song Yingshi, who appeared out of nowhere, stabbed her in the foot.

But today, after he came out of the recording studio, he asked others to go back first. He sat in the car and thought about smoking for a long time. The nicotine calmed him down slowly, and he began to regret his attitude towards Huaixu. If he does it all over again, he will definitely perform better. He can apologize to Huai Xu, as long as Huai Xu is willing to take care of him.

Song Ming was thinking about waiting for Huai Xu to meet again, but what he didn't expect to see was that Huai Xu and Song Yingshi went downstairs together and made out in the back seat.

But he stepped forward to stop him at the price of completely offending Song Yingshi, but what he got was Huaixu's "Go away"?

Song Ming was so angry that his teeth were knocking up and down, and he almost didn't recognize Huai Xu in front of him: "Huai Xu? You...you were not like this before, why are you like this now? You..."

A good boss, he was scolded and rolled, just like a pure-hearted boy who was abandoned by the beginning and the end, and began to accuse him indiscriminately.

Song Yingshi watched from the sidelines, unable to say what was in her heart for a while.

It stands to reason that Song Ming helped her a little, but seeing Song Ming talking to Huai Xu like this, his tone was as if the two of them had done something before, and then thinking about what Song Ming did to Huai Xu in the original book, Song Ming said Ying Shi regretted that he didn't say "go away" just now.

Song Yingshi was very upset, this eldest nephew was more annoying than before.

She waited, didn't hear Huai Xu's reply, glanced at Huai Xu, Huai Xu's lips didn't move, it didn't look like she was about to speak.

Song Yingshi thought that Huai Xu was dirty even talking to Song Ming, and she felt a little more comfortable. She simply got out of the car and slammed the back door, blocking Song Ming's sight of Huai Xu.

Now Song Ming could only look at her.

Song Yingshi's eyes were already waiting for him, like an eagle locked in the air and a chicken that dared to provoke.

Song Yingshi leaned against the rear door, folded her arms across her chest. She is not as tall as the male protagonist's standard 1.8 meters, but her eyes seem to be looking down at Song Ming coldly. Her aura was so strong that Song Ming was always short in front of her.

The eyes of the two met, and Song Ming was afraid: "Get out of the way, I want to talk to Huaixu."

Song Yingshi ignored him and said coldly, "Song Ming, did you know that your mother runs to my house every three days?"

The corners of Song Ming's lips twitched fiercely: "I'm talking about us, what do you mean by this? When Song Ying was an adult, you only use power to oppress people? Do you dare to compare me alone?"

Song Yingshi raised her eyebrows and sneered: "I use power to oppress people? What did you use to persecute Huaixu? You don't want to say true love, do you? I'm dying of laughter."

Without giving Song Ming a chance to speak, Song Yingshi said quickly: "Do you think it's love to lock people up in a property worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and it's love to not let her work but to be able to live without food and clothing. You think you have the patience to force her Signing a contract, locking her up and waiting for her to fall in love with you is true love? You are loving a living person by raising a pet."

Song Ying paused for a while, and said mockingly: "It should be said that it is raising birds, and raising a dog has to be walked every day."

Song Ming frowned, and his anger was slowly suppressed by horror: "These...how did you know?"

He did buy a real estate and was waiting for Huai Xu to move in, but he never told anyone about his follow-up plans, but Song Yingshi was very clear about it!

Song Yingshi smiled: "Song Ming."

She took a step forward slowly, and Song Ming took a big step back subconsciously.

"Be filial in the future, don't let your parents' hard work for decades be in vain. And..."

Song Yingshi paused, the oppressive aura and deep eyes made Song Ming shudder:

"Go away with that little thought of yours, don't die imminently, you'll all die inexplicably."

The sound of the door opening and closing came from behind, followed by Huai Xu's voice, calm and cold:

"Have you agreed?"

Song Yingshi stood up slowly, glanced at the indifferent Huaxu in the car behind him, and then glanced at Song Ming, who was sweating coldly on his forehead, with a warm smile:

"Xiao Ming, are you ready?"

In the long silence, Song Ming's blood was hot and cold, cold and hot.

In the end, Song Ming's blood was cold, and he lowered his head and said:

"……I know."

Song Yingshi returned to the driver's seat after sending the relatives who couldn't finish the device. While starting the car, she looked at Huaixu in the mirror.

Seeing Huaixu and being alone again, Song Yingshi immediately remembered what had just been interrupted by Song Ming.

Her task was completed. When Song Ming appeared, her task was only 2 seconds away. For this reason, it was very "difficult" for her to get up from Huai Xu, and she just made up enough time.

Huai Xu's face was still good, at least better than when Song Ming was let go, but her lips were pursed, and when she saw it, something was hidden in her heart.

You won't be still secretly mad about what happened just now...

Song Yingshi wanted to laugh a little, but she didn't really laugh. She pretended to have an itchy throat and coughed:

"Go home then? Do you have anything to do?"

"no."

"Then go back."

When the car in front passed by, Song Yingshi turned her shoulders and said, loosening her muscles:

"Go back and take a good rest. It's been a while since I slept. I'm busy again today. I really haven't been free since the performance."

"Um."

Cullinan slowly drove to the flat road and followed the traffic to the destination.

Huai Xu sat in the back seat near the right window, looking at Song Ying from the side and behind, her eyes were filled with inquiry under her dark eyelashes.

Just now, when she asked Song Ming to "go away", just like when she contacted Zheng Qiyi at the beginning of the rating, countless fragments of memory appeared in her mind.

Many of the images in it are of the same house, where she lives day in and day out.

The house is full of bright floor-to-ceiling windows, but they are not transparent. Instead, they are like a cold glass cover, and there is only beautiful silence inside.

She saw that her eyes were becoming numb and lost her spirits.

Song Ming came back on time in the evening, accompanies her to dinner, expressed his affection in a sticky voice, and pleases her like a dog.

She felt disgusted at first, but then she listened so much that she didn't even bother to be disgusted. In other words, she has lost most of her emotions. In this incomparably beautiful house, she is the more beautiful walking dead in Song Ming's eyes. Only when she can go out for two hours a week, when she walks outside, she has some temporary possessions. Lively.

Until one day, she finally escaped from Song Ming while the security outside was not paying attention. When she was about to be taken back by Song Ming's people, she met someone——

This memory ends here.

...

Afterwards, Song Ming, like Zheng Qiyi, burst into tears in front of her, with hatred and grief in his eyes.

He has been tortured to the point of being inhuman, drunk all over, his shirt is wrinkled, he can't stand still, and he is like a stray dog:

"Huai Xu, I'm not good enough for you... I'll give you everything you want. I haven't even touched another woman since I met you! I haven't forced you, I just love you, is that also wrong? You Hate me? Then you hate me... Haha, that's how you remember me."

Song Ming was half drunk and half insane, and Huaixu's familiar and unfamiliar self slowly entered the picture.

Compared to her appearance, her exposed aggressiveness attracted everyone's first attention.

She walked around Song Ming for half a circle, her eyes seemed to be interested, but it quickly dissipated.

It turns out that after a great revenge has been avenged, people will not be happy.

She walked around behind Song Ming with little interest, and the black snake-like pointed high-heeled shoes stabbed Song Ming's knee.

Song Ming's knees slammed against the marble, and he fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time, like a twitching mass of dead flesh.

She only glanced at it, then looked away tiredly and indifferently, and said indifferently:

"Hate you? You are nothing to me."

This sentence made Song Ming unacceptable than all the previous pains. He wailed on the ground, muttered to himself, and completely collapsed.

Stepping on Song Ming's blood-like cry, she walked out of the screen lazily and ruthlessly.

...

After reading these memories, Huai Xu had no time to take care of Song Ming, who played a very important role in it, and the first thing that came to her mind was Song Yingshi.

At that time, in order to persuade her to sign the contract, Song Yingshi told her something——

"It's too easy to oppress you. He will force you to sign a contract and send you an RV. You can't use the car, because he will help you quit the interview you have passed. He and the cleaning aunt never see anyone. A week, he'll let you go out for two hours."

These are exactly the same things that Song Ming did to her, even the two hours of air time a week is not bad.

It can never be a mere coincidence.

In addition, she thought there was only one Zheng Qiyi, but now there is another Song Ming, is Song Ming the same as Zheng Qiyi? Will there be anyone else?

And Song Yingshi knew Song Ming like the back of the hand. What is her relationship with them...?

When Huai Xu thought that Song Yingshi had a secret relationship with those men that she did not know, she lowered her head, the dark night in her eyes gradually gathered, but she heard Song Yingshi's voice:

"Ah, do you want to buy some food? Can you cook? You must think I can't, I will."

Huaixu's expression was certain, she raised her head, looked at Song Ying who was humming and was a little proud, and said after a while:

"Okay."

When Song Yingshi and Huaixu officially started to enjoy their vacation, the news about them on the Internet kept fermenting.

Things will start from the Ergong stage.

Although Er Gong has not been officially released yet, the audience at the scene has already taken all kinds of direct shots home. Many fans of the Song Bao Support Club, including the president Jing Xuan himself, have gone to the scene and submitted materials one after another. .

In the words of Song Baochao, a pile of on-site materials sent by the support club appeared soon——

[Video] At the end of Axu's stage, he shouted "Mr. Song", and Xiao Shi jumped directly into Axu's arms.

[Video] Get married in the same frame! The other groups canvassed votes on the stage, and the 10th order sprinkled sugar together on the stage! Hug, hug, hug, ah, ah, ah!

[Video] Come and listen to the words of the team members! The kind that will definitely be cut out! Wan Bao is telling the truth, I'm knocking it out!

[Video] The two stages are shot together, left 10 and right sequence, I die directly

...

There are only a few fans who can go to the scene, and a large number of fans who are waiting to feed see the first-hand materials and immediately explode!

"I'm really throwing my arms around Song Bao today!!! yyds!!!"

"Mr. Song's name is so cute and loving, and he can make up ten thousand words in one second and train himself in the classroom."

"I just want to know what Xiao Shi did to Asu that TV dared not broadcast. I'm eager for knowledge, and the ball trainees can talk more."

"Fen throws Song Bao in his arms, every day is New Year's Eve"

...

CP fans have been carnival all morning, thinking that this is happy enough, never expected to open Weibo in the afternoon and have another surprise.

Their idol's personal Weibo is finally up and running.

It's not an official retweet of wording, it's not a polite interaction, it's the first time to ship a genuine daily selfie.

The front and rear feet are updated together.

The background is the same, and it looks like the same group of photos.

Most importantly, take a photo together.

In the photo, the two people are sitting or standing, and their eyes often meet in one place.

Even if their backs are facing each other or their feet are different, they are still very harmonious, as if the two of them are standing in the same frame, they will not be out of sync.

They are clearly not skin-to-skin, and they are even always separated by a distance of more than half a meter.

CP fans saw that they directly incarnated as groundhogs, ah ah ah ah ah, countless writers and painters opened their pen:

"The officials are forced to die together."

"Before there was a wedding photo of the show group, and then there were two people who sent their wedding photos privately, and they gave me Song hugs and locked them up!!!"

"I'm on vacation these two days? I didn't live enough in the show, right? We have to stick together for two days of vacation, or is there something inconvenient to do in the show #dogtou"

Song Yingshi and Huai Xu are both highly anticipated players in Chunye, and the number of fans has increased to seven figures within a month.

No matter who is a fan of the show, or who has seen Chunye, or who has not seen Chunye, when they see the group photo, they are speechless for a moment——

The protagonists in the photo are beautiful, and the overall atmosphere is quiet and strong, like a wisp of rich and warm woody fragrant fragrance, and it is also natural and sweet, gentle and refreshing.

This group of pictures was successfully out of the circle in one afternoon, and rushed to the top of the hot search in the natural heat.

"Absolutely"

"Girls are the most beautiful creatures in the world"

"I didn't understand Lily before, but now I want to say that I can, I'm so good!"

...

After this, a large number of new entrants who were stunned by the master's sugar were once again ushered in by Song Baochao.

CP fans: The master is too capable, what should we do if we seem to be pulling our hips? worry.

The sweet wife and wife in the heart of CP fans are sorting out the ingredients at this time.

Originally, Song Yingshi wanted to go to the supermarket to buy in person, but she changed her mind halfway through and changed to placing an order online.

Wearing a mask is the second thing to be afraid of being recognized. The main reason is that her family lacks everything in rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. If she really goes to the supermarket to buy it, the back compartment will be full. It is better to wait at home for the delivery.

Song Yingshi picked out the vegetables and meat to be used today, and put the rest in the refrigerator, and was stopped by Huaixu instead:

"You make today's dishes, and I'll handle this."

Song Yingshi didn't intervene. She washed vegetables and cut meat, and was busy for a while, then turned to observe what Huaixu was doing.

Huaixu washes the vegetables, drains them, wraps the roots with kitchen paper, puts the green leafy vegetables in a dense bag, and seals it. Wrap the eggplant and zucchini in plastic wrap, and put the potatoes and apples in a compact bag.

Song Yingshi bought a lot of chicken. Huaixu found out the seasoning, took a small bowl and started to mix the marinade, and then poured the marinade into the dense bag of chicken. She adjusted three or four kinds of marinade smoothly, divided them into different bags, put them all in the freezer layer of the refrigerator, and arranged them neatly.

Compared with her rigorous, scientific, and delicate kitchen attitude, Song Yingshi felt a little rough.

She held the spatula and sighed sincerely: "Why are you so powerful? I didn't see it before."

Huaixu glanced at her: "Chunye's kitchen doesn't fire, it's all falafel."

Song Yingshi also thought about it. Isn't Chunye's biggest decoration the kitchen? She laughed out loud, but then she remembered... Not only the kitchen, but the heroine's cooking skills in the original book were just barely.

Song Yingshi didn't think about the result, and suddenly heard Huaixu ask:

"Why did you suddenly hug me today?"

Her tone was like saying "The weather is so nice today", which was normal, but the content exploded in Song Yingshi's ears.

Song Yingshi's hand slipped, almost letting the spatula fall into the pot. She clenched her hand again, wondering how Huai Xu played a straight ball today.

Some things were originally tacit things between them...

Song Yingshi pretended to be indifferent and said angrily, "You can't even hug me."

While processing the beef, Huai Xu said, "Okay."

Before Song Yingshi could speak, she heard Huaixu say, "Can I bring it back?"

"..."

"Can't you just hug it?"

The same excuse was returned to Song Yingshi.

Song Yingshi absentmindedly flipped through the dishes twice, an emotion in her heart that was like the white smoke rising in front of her eyes.

Last night she said she wanted to think about it, but she didn't get any clues.

What flashed in my mind was either the enchanting Huai Xu on the stage of "Lights On", or the cold and fragile Hua Xu who told her that she was "accustomed". Thinking about it, her tired body and mind and a trace of escape mentality pulled her down. into a deep sleep.

The setting sun outside the window gradually faded, and the light dimmed for a moment.

Song Yingshi raised her hand to turn off the fire, turned around to turn on the light, and then returned to the wok: "Fried, let's stir-fry water spinach, do you want to drink soup?"

After a while of silence behind her, Huai Xu came over, took out a white porcelain plate from the dish rack, and handed it to Song Yingshi.

Dinner is two dishes and one soup, one meat and one vegetarian. The soup is vegetable tofu soup, which is enough for two people.

After eating, Huai Xu consciously put the tableware and chopsticks into the dishwasher to clean up the kitchen waste, while Song Yingshi went to the gym with extreme self-discipline.

After stretching, she went back to the suite, brushed her phone for a while, and went to take a shower. It was raining outside when she came out of the bathroom.

The rain in June always seems to be endless, and it just falls from the sky.

Song Yingshi hesitated, looking at the rain streaks on the window, feeling the too quiet and empty suite. After hesitating, she followed the cloakroom and wine cabinet that connected the suite to the other bedroom.

Tell Huaixu, in case she forgets to close the window.

Song Yingshi found a good excuse as a master, and she knew it was an excuse.

When she walked to Huaixu's bedroom door, Song Yingshi found that the door was not closed.

It's not that there is a crack in the door, nor is it half-open, but it is completely open without reservation.

Like knowing that there are guests tonight.

The room was dim, and there were only a few lamps by the bedside, which illuminated the night with the color of the night, barely able to see.

Song Yingshi's feet were stagnant, and before she thought about whether or not to go in, she looked up and saw Huaixu.

Huaixu is far away from her, she is standing on the balcony at the other end of the bedroom.

Floor-to-ceiling windows divide the space into five equal parts, four of which are sheltered between the bedroom and the balcony, while Huaixu stands in the middle part.

She was slender and graceful in a suspender nightdress. Silk wrapped around her like a mist, flowing with her body. Butterfly bones loomed in her long black hair, and her skin was as cold and white as a touch of frost.

Outside the window, the rain in the night is blowing with the wind, and there may be water vapor from the river surface. She couldn't avoid it, and it was raining thinly. She stretched out her hand from the balcony, raised it above her head, and twisted the rain silk with her long, skinny fingers as if she was swaying the clouds and the moon.

The light inside was very dim, but Song Yingshi seemed to be able to see how the rain slipped onto her hands, how the wind blew onto her body, and fell heavily on her eyelashes, like dew on a branch. Or, to kiss her on the lips earnestly and ingratiatingly.

Song Ying approached her subconsciously, and stopped slowly four or five steps behind Huai Xu.

This distance will allow Huaixu to see more clearly.

She could even see how the rain threads wrapped around Huai Xu's long hair.

And Huai Xu seemed to not know that she was behind her, still enjoying herself in the rainy night.

There is wind and no moon outside the window, and the night scene in the water vapor seems to be separated by a layer of mist, which is more attractive because of the hazy.

Huaixu's fingertips hooked on the outside of the glass window, soaked in the fresh rain, and turned to the inside of the glass, slowly scratching with her fingers.

One horizontal, one vertical, horizontal folding hook...

She wrote "rain" stroke by stroke, like a child learning to write.

The most innocent actions were made by the most seductive women, and even the words written in the cold rain seemed to be scalding hot. It's not the scent of ink, it's the scent of femininity.

Huaixu Dun touched the last point with her fingertips against the glass, turned and leaned back, leaning against the word "rain", and looked at Song Yingshi quietly.

There seemed to be a cold mist in her eyes like a rainy night, while refusing people thousands of miles away, she also hooked people to explore her.

Song Yingshi didn't know when Huaixu grew up to such a state, and with just her eyes, she weaved a net that made people have nowhere to escape.

The net bag head fell, and Song Yingshi was covered in it, but she was unwilling to capture it, she pretended to be calm and said:

"I'm here to remind you to close the window. Don't get sick."

Huaixu didn't speak, and stretched out an arm towards her.

Cold jade-like arms, beautiful lines spread all the way to the fingertips. There was a thin, uneven amount of water on it, and it was gently slid away.

Song Yingshi watched for a while, then looked away to see Huaixu's expression.

Huai Xu narrowed her brows, and in an instant, the smell of the fox that had just been released was all hidden in the detached and cold skin.

She sighed softly:

"It's raining very cold tonight."

Song Yingshi raised her legs and walked towards her. When Huai Xu raised her eyes, she passed by Huai Xu without stopping. She closed the window with force, and her tone was a little stern:

"Don't close the window sooner."

Song Yingshi let out a breath, put her back on the glass, and told Huaixu:

"Go to sleep."

After saying these words, Song Yingshi felt that she should leave instead of standing here. But the roots took root, and it took a few more breaths.

She didn't know what she was waiting for, to be precise, she didn't feel like she was waiting at all when she did it. She just did it for no reason.

Until the soft body behind her came close, Huaixu whispered in her ear:

"In this way, even if you hold it back."

Huaixu's lips and tongue were burning hot, and the arm around Song Yingshi's waist was cold.

Between the heat and the cold, Song Yingshi stepped on the air and fell into the abyss.

Can't dodge.