Rose with Snow

Why?

Why was Huai Xu's breath so hot that it set fire on her body, and she still refused?

Invisible sparks were mixed in the air, Song Yingshi backhanded Huai Xu's wrist, clenching it tightly, her hand was strong, but her tone was soft:

"Just a moment."

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Huai Xu to answer, she pressed it down again, her long hair covering the faces of the two of them, and it hung down like a small curtain.

Her kiss fell down, but Huaixu tilted her head at the last moment.

The scorching-like kiss burned between Huaixu's snow-white and slender neck, leaving little crystal water marks.

Huaixu escaped.

Song Yingshi was so annoyed that she bit her and she was about to question her. She just let go and lifted it up three or four centimeters away when she heard Huai Xu hissing in pain, and whispered:

"Really worth it."

"..."

Song Yingshi felt that she was pretending to be pitiful, and she was useless, how much pain could it be?

She was indifferent, and returned the sentence to Huaixu: "It should be painful."

After speaking, Song Yingshi lowered her eyes and looked at her eyes.

At this time, the light was dim, and she could only see a shadow.

But she can completely make up the picture of Huaixu's cold and white skin with a circle of pink bite marks.

When I think about it, it's really reluctant.

Song Ying hesitated, stretched out her tongue and licked the place slowly. After only licking it twice, I heard Huaixu stop:

"Xiao Shi, stop licking."

Song Yingshi ignored her.

Huai Xu waited and waited, but she didn't wait for a sound, but the tongue scratched her neck more and more, and the sticky feeling of grinding soaked her whole body from one point, her body hidden under the quilt moved and pushed Song Song up. Ying Shi's shoulders lowered his eyes and said:

"Song Ying, I'm going to get a thermometer."

Song Yingshi was stunned for a moment, her mind suddenly became clear, she got up from the bed and turned on the light, and said quickly:

"You're sick? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

She dug out the simple medical kit provided by the show crew, found the electronic thermometer and handed it to Huai Xu.

Huaixu took it, and said, "Some doubts."

I couldn't see it when I turned off the light before, but at this time, I could see that Huaixu's spirit was very poor, her face was sullen, and her face was red - the last point, Song Yingshi was not sure whether it was burning or because of them Fantastic bullshit.

Song Yingshi touched Huaixu's forehead, it was very hot.

"..."

Without looking at the results of the thermometer, you can conclude that Huaixu has a high fever based on the feel of the hand.

Song Yingshi took Huaixu's quilt up and tucked it tightly:

"I'll go talk to them and take you to the infirmary."

Song Yingshi quickly walked out of the dormitory. The staff on duty in the middle of the night were all in the duty room. She found the little girl in the logistics group, and she reported the situation of Huaixu to the program group, and the two accompanied Huai Xu to the infirmary.

There are always doctors on duty in the infirmary to prevent emergencies. The doctor took Huai Xu's temperature again and confirmed that it was a high fever.

In order to reduce the fever as soon as possible and not delay the training, Huaixu needs to stay in the infirmary tonight for infusion.

After settling in, the staff of the logistics team went back to work. Song Yingshi sat beside the bed and looked at Huaixu who was forced to close her eyes to go to sleep, and then looked at the dripping drip.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and when she leaned back in the chair, she felt that the direction of the night was too bizarre.

No wonder she felt that Huaixu's breathing was hot, it turned out that she was really burning.

This fire was real, and it directly burned Song Yingshi's charming thoughts. Well, if she has any messy thoughts about the patient, it's really worse than a beast.

Song Yingshi shook her head and smiled wryly. She got up and went to the 24h convenience store downstairs to buy a thermos cup. After that, it was boiled with hot water. Then she put the warm water on the bedside of Huaixu, and let her wake up to drink.

Xu was awakened by the movement of her going in and out, and when Song Yingshi turned her head, she found that Huaixu was looking at her.

The eyes of the two met, and Huaixu's voice was a little hoarse: "Go back to sleep, there is a doctor here. You will take them to train tomorrow."

Song Yingshi said, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Huaixu parted her lips and smiled: "It's okay."

Song Yingshi unscrewed the thermos cup: "Drink some water?"

Huaixu sat up and drank half a glass of water. Song Yingshi helped her refill the warm water again: "I'm going back? Can you do it alone?"

Huaixu looked at her and said in a low voice, "Everyone has come here for so many years."

The dignified and inviolable person sat on the hospital bed and said this sentence, the more restrained his expression and tone, the more distressed he became.

Song Yingshi smiled, bent over and pinched her chin: "You don't want me to go, do you?"

Huai Xu laughed along with her, her lips slightly pale.

"What should I do, I'm really reluctant. And..."

"and?"

"Taking care of patients is the greatest hobby in your life." Huaxue paused, "one of them."

"?"

Song Yingshi looked at Huai Xu who said "I can't bear to deprive you of your hobbies", she withdrew her hand, and pulled back the chair that accompanies the bed:

"Then I won't leave, I will take care of you here."

Huaixu changed her mind and said, "I thought about it, you should go back. For my own good."

Song Ying looked at her: "What do you mean?"

There was a movement outside the light blue curtain, and the doctor went out to answer the phone.

Sitting on the bed, Huai Xu stretched out her hand to hook Song Yingshi's hand that fell to her side, rubbed the back of her hand, and said casually:

"Meaning... If it wasn't for the fear of infecting you, I would kiss you before you."

Song Yingshi's fingertips jumped reflexively, and was held back by Huaixu's fingers again.

Huaixu laughed lowly, her tone was slow, like a statement of facts, but also like a joke:

"If someone you can't kiss is shaking in front of your eyes, how can you reduce the fever?"

The wall clock in the infirmary ticked away, beckoning people's hearts.

Song Yingshi calmed down and pulled out her hand:

"What kisses and kisses. What's our relationship?"

Huaixu repeats:

"what relationship?"

Song Yingshi didn't answer, she avoided the infusion tube, tucked Huaixu into the quilt, and tapped her chest through the thin quilt.

"As for you, meditate and recuperate. As for me, I will lead the team for the captain tomorrow. Now go back to sleep."

She retracted her hand, stood up straight, and said condescendingly:

"You'd better get your fever down quickly, don't delay my third public stage. You know?"

Abandoning these two sentences, Song Yingshi turned around and left, closing the door of the infirmary tightly.

If she doesn't leave, she can't worry about it.

But no, she must be prepared that Huaixu can't train tomorrow. If neither she nor Huai Xu can keep up, the training efficiency of the whole group tomorrow will be greatly reduced.

Song Yingshi met the doctor head-on, and after telling the doctor some nonsense that was actually unnecessary, she looked back at the infirmary again.

The doctor teased: "Huaixu will be fine when her fever subsides. But looking at you like this, you can't be relieved until she gets sick, haha."

Song Yingshi explained, "I'm not very worried either..." It's just a bit too much to say.

The doctor gave Song Yingshi face, and his face was tacit: "Hmmmm, I understand, it's all about teammates."

Heart: Was the 800-character exhortation just now my hallucinations? I understand, to embrace Song hugs szd.

Song Yingshi: "..."

After Song Yingshi left, Huai Xu restrained her expression a little, her body was weak and weak slowly eroding her body, she was like wood burning dry in the fire, her lips and teeth were full of dull dry heat.

She closed her eyes, vaguely knowing that the doctor came in and looked at the infusion bottle, and then turned off the half of the light.

In a person's dark space, Huai Xu indulged himself in the pictures in his mind.

Not long after Fu Shu appeared, some images broke into her consciousness familiarly, just like Zheng Qiyi and Song Ming did.

This is the third time, enough to guess the "trigger" law. The common point of the three times is that each time it is when she and Song Ying are together with each other, it will trigger.

But Huaixu also realized that she had met Song Ming when she and Song Yingshi met for the first time, and she had no memory at that time.

Therefore, Huaixu guessed that there may be more detailed conditions, such as... Song Yingshi also needs to be sufficiently hostile to the opponent. Another example is that she needs to release her hostility to these men in person.

Before tonight, Huaixu had three memories. The first and second times are from Zheng Qiyi, and the third is from Song Ming.

Huaixu's body was suffering from illness, but her soul was extraordinarily rational, separated from herself, and used the calmness and indifference of a bystander to sort out all this.

For the first time, she learned that she was reborn. Following the memories related to Zheng Qiyi, she acquired the skills of music and dancing.

The second time, Huai Xu threatened Zheng Qiyi. That time she also got the memory. This memory is like a perfect version of the first memory, as if the first memory is a roughly vague frame, while the second memory is filled in finely, with more details, and at the same time, Huaixu's singing and dancing become more sophisticated. .

For the third time, Huai Xu got a completely different memory from Song Ming. It was also from this memory that she learned that Song Yingshi had connections with Song Ming, and even with these three men, that she did not know.

This is the fourth time that Fu Shu has brought it, but it is different from the previous three times. A large picture floods in, and it is fierce, but it is blurred and unclear, making her unbearably burning.

Huaixu faintly realized that this was the last piece of the puzzle.

This long-standing "framework" will finally be built tonight.

With the advent of "completeness", she will usher in the true meaning of——

rebirth.

Her body is extremely weak, like a phoenix nirvana, burning in the invisible fire, arousing the pleasure of masochism.

She arched her body into a bow, whispering softly, her eyes full of dark night and anticipation.

Besides, there are two other things that Huaixu keeps in mind.

First, what Zheng Qiyi and Song Ming have in common is that they have plans for her, and Song Yingshi is obviously hostile to Fu Shu tonight. It seems that Song Yingshi misunderstands that Fu Shu likes her. But Huai Xu could see clearly that Fu Shu's thoughts were all on Song Yingshi.

Fu Shu's behavior deviates from the law, and more importantly, when he covets Song Ying, he disgusts her more than he covets Huaixu herself.

Thinking of this, Huaixu's expression turned a little colder.

Second, she got two memories from Zheng Qiyi, but Song Ming and Fu Shu only got one. Maybe...they also have a second copy on them.

Her things, she will take back the same.

And Zheng Qiyi's sudden physical torture that day may also be related to her acquisition of the second memory.

In this case, Huai Xu is looking forward to the day when she will take away the memories from Song Ming and Fu Shu.

There is always that day.

Song Yingshi went back to the room alone, drowsiness invaded, she yawned slowly, and sat down beside her bed first.

Very sleepy, very sleepy, but can't sleep.

After sitting for a while, her eyes fell on the bed opposite Huaixu. The two of them were walking in a hurry just now, the quilt was not folded, and they were paralyzed on the bed.

Song Yingshi couldn't see it for some reason. She stood up and pulled the quilt on the next bed. Halfway through, she slowly hugged the quilt and lay in. The quilt was pulled over her head, and she hid inside.

After a while, a hand reached under the quilt and fumbled for the wall to turn off all the lights.

It's dark inside.

Song Yingshi lay flat on her back for a few minutes, and after a while, she relaxed a bit and slowly curled up to the side where she was lying.

The rose fragrance is isolated, and the nose is full of the smell of Huaixu.

Can't tell, I just like it.

Song Yingshi unconsciously ran over the quilt with her fingers, and in the middle of a night of insomnia alone, her thoughts came.

Today, on the bed under her, she and Huai Xu almost...

All this development is beyond her control and plan.

She wanted to make it clear to Huai Xu after the draft. Well, no matter it's a confession or something, it always comes after Huaixu's career.

It's not that career is more important than love, it's just that it's more appropriate. And she can also use this time to gradually become familiar with and accept this sudden feeling.

But it turned out that her plan was nothing more than a piece of paper. The students listed their study plans, and it was all bullshit. To be able to complete 50% of them was amazing perseverance.

It was okay at first, she slowly got to know Huaixu from physical contact. Touch your hands, touch your face, look at your body, rub your face, appreciate it and feel new at the same time.

Until she watched Ji Zaiqun Amway's popular science, Huai Xu found her blushing... things got worse.

Huai Xu found out.

And she... Song Yingshi turned over, and she clearly knew what the safest way was, but she tried again and again.

She has to admit that she enjoys this well-known tacit understanding, does not want to expose it too early, and vaguely hopes to be discovered by Huaixu, which is extremely contradictory.

The two walked on the ambiguous boundary, and their words and actions were full of confrontation. And she was always out of control, especially tonight.

Song Yingshi let out a low whimper.

She has played so many roles that are immersed in love. As an actor, she can accurately analyze the emotions of the characters and handle them properly. Only at this time did she realize that only the script can be followed step by step.

And she and Huaixu involved each other and messed up each other's positions.

What will their relationship be like tomorrow? This is still an unknown.

Thinking of tomorrow, will Huaixu reduce the fever tomorrow? Her body has always been weak, and she has been staying up late recently.

Song Yingshi rubbed her pillow, pressing her worries to the bottom of her heart, urging herself to fall asleep quickly. She had to maintain her energy to hold up her Huaxu.

She sniffed the reassuring smell in her nose, and drowsiness came slowly in the package of the clear and light fragrance.

Although she slept late, Song Yingshi woke up early the next day. After a brief wash, she got up and went to the infirmary.

She gently pushed open the door and saw that the doctor at the desk outside had changed, and she should have taken over from the doctor from last night.

The male doctor pointed to the inside and said in a low voice, "The fever has subsided."

Song Yingshi thanked him and gently opened the curtain.

Huaixu was still sleeping, with a peaceful expression, half of her chin resting on the quilt, she was soft, delicate, fragile and beautiful that you would not see on weekdays.

Afraid of waking her up, Song Yingshi didn't go over. She stopped and watched for a while, then put down the curtain and walked back, and went outside to talk with the doctor:

"Do you know when the fever will subside?"

"Sister Li said that the fever subsided after five o'clock in the morning. However, it is recommended to take a day off before training. Your daily training is too intense and you sweat a lot. Don't get hot again when the wind blows."

Song Yingshi nodded: "Okay, thank you doctor."

She turned around and went downstairs to buy an insulated lunch box. After eating, she went to the window to order a pumpkin and millet porridge.

Delaying this time, the other trainees also walked to the restaurant in twos and threes to cook, still hahahaha, who was drunk yesterday, Shan Silan.

When I saw the insulated lunch box, I had to ask a question before I knew that Huaixu was ill last night.

Lu Xuewen was peeling eggs, but when he heard this, he walked out with the eggs in his mouth: "Why is my sister ill? No, I have to go check it out."

Li Taoran at the next table: "Who is sick who is sick... What? My captain is sick?!"

Seeing that Li Taoran's loud voice was well known to everyone, even Shan Silan, who was concentrating on clasping the Demon Castle with her toes with a cold face, couldn't care about the construction. She got up and asked Song Ying:

"How is Huaixu now?"

Song Yingshi reassured: "She has already subsided at night, and she is still sleeping. I will bring her meals. I will bring everyone's concerns. Don't delay your training."

"It must be tired during this time, and we have nothing to say. You let her rest well, even if she is sick."

"Isn't it, Xiao Shi Leng Yu Tao Ran Chen Wan pays attention to his body, don't practice so late every day."

...

In the midst of the chatter, Song Yingshi told Kou Lengyu and the others, and left the stage with the lunch box.

She walked around the corridor and saw Huaixu standing at the door of the infirmary, still wearing the black short T and light mopping pants that she had put on last night. This dress is simple and casual, but it is simple and cold when worn on Huaixu.

Song Yingshi walked over quickly: "Awake?"

Huai Xu looked up at her, Song Yingshi's pace subconsciously slowed down.

The eyes of Huaixu in front of her are particularly dark and thick, like opaque obsidian, pressing crow's wing-like eyelashes, against the face that has not recovered blood, the black and white contrast is extremely beautiful, but it is also intimidating.

Not only the appearance, but also the momentum. If it was said that before, Huai Xu was surrounded by snow and cold mist that strangers should not get close to, alienating from high and cold. Today's she... seems to be hiding in the darkness, everything is out of sight, and she is boundless indifference while restraining her emotions.

When Huai Xu looked over, it seemed like she didn't see her at all.

Song Yingshi was too sensitive to emotions and auras, only one face and one look, the Huaixu in front of her made her heart beat wildly.

She immediately asked the system: "System, is she still pregnant?"

System: "Yes."

Song Yingshi was attentive: "Is it still the core? Has it been worn by someone's soul?"

The system confirmed again: "Your mission objective has not changed, it is still the original one."

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Although the system always digs holes for her with tasks, it has never deceived her.

Song Yingshi suspected that she was thinking too much, but the Huaixu in front of her...

As she was thinking about it, she saw Huaixu's pupils were firmly fixed on her in a very short time, and this time, she really saw her in his eyes.

As her gaze came to her, it seemed as if there was an invisible but heavy shackle that held Song Yingshi in place.

Song Yingshi clenched her jaw almost reflexively, and responded with an air of ease.

Huai Xu stepped up and approached each and every one, with her tired brows as sharp as blades, but she restrained herself in front of Song Yingshi, her voice was the same as usual:

"Come to me?"

Song Yingshi didn't relax: "I brought you porridge."

"Shall we go back to the dormitory?"

Song Yingshi nodded, seeing Huaixu turning her head and walking forward, she deliberately fell behind a few steps, stared at her back and said:

"You rest in the dormitory today, don't go to the classroom."

Huaixu responded and said slowly, "If you don't go in the morning, I'll see your progress in the afternoon."

This is indeed the method that Huaxu will take. The core can be changed, and the behavior pattern is not so easy to learn.

And after the initial strangeness, the familiarity engraved in the soul has not disappeared. Only then did Song Yingshi believe in the system, but there was no doubt about it.

But she still has doubts... Why did the febrile disease change so much?

Song Yingshi couldn't think of a reason.

All the way to the dormitory, after settling Huaixu, Song Yingshi picked up the sports water cup and went to the classroom. Before going out, she turned back and said jokingly:

"Why don't you look like yourself after a serious illness?"

Huaixu was about to drink porridge, she kept the posture of holding a spoon, turned her head and squinted at her, and suddenly smiled:

"Maybe it's because of a dream."

Song Yingshi: "Huh?"

"I dreamed of a lot of things in the past." Huaixu said lightly, a little distressed, "It's not very pleasant."

Song Yingshi was stunned. Although she felt a little unreasonable according to her logic, she could not rule out the possibility. Time is urgent, she put aside this question for the time being, and warned:

"Then don't think about it, go to sleep after drinking the porridge, and I'll bring you back lunch at noon?"

Huai Xu smiled: "Okay, practice and come on."

Song Yingshi neatly closed the door, and the room was suddenly silent.

The smile on Huai Xu's face disappeared, and she slowly ate the breakfast Song Ying had prepared for her.

Gradually, the dense steam ironed out her indifference and hostility, and she ate the slightly hot pumpkin porridge clean by spoonfuls.

She calmly packed up the garbage, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and with water vapor all over her body, followed Song Yingshi's instructions and went back to bed to rest again.

Before lying down, she found a trace of long brown hair on the pillow, slightly curly.

Huaixu picked it up, looked at it in front of her eyes, and smiled suddenly, and the depression that had flooded her heart as her memory was complete was swept away by it.

From April to July, from before the draft interview to meeting the last key character Fu Shu, she finally had a complete consciousness of rebirth.

Fu Shu is the last piece of the puzzle. In addition to the memory about Fu Shu, it brings her the overall cognition after the framework is complete.

Memories of some major events up until the age of 28 came back to her mind last night. Some of the memories are not clear, leaving only a shadow as if the memory is not firm, but it doesn't matter, Huaixu already knows where to find them.

Huaixu guessed that she should have been reborn at the age of 28.

That year, she finally forced Fu Shu to death.

Unlike Zheng Qiyi and Song Ming, Huai Xu didn't see the scene when Fu Shu "admitted defeat", but only remembered that Fu Shu posted a Weibo:

Huaixu, you are the poorest.

At that time, this sentence was interpreted by netizens as a sneering word for the defeated general to support his face, and many people scolded him under his Weibo.

The next day, Fu Shu parked his car in front of the Provincial Museum and committed suicide in the car.

No one on Weibo could solve Huai Xu's confusion, not even the current Fu Shu. Huai Xu wanted to know the cause and effect, so he had to squeeze out a second memory from Fu Shu, which can only be done in the future for the time being.

The real rebirth brought her so much that it was hard to digest for a while. Just now Song Yingshi suspected her, she was really keen. When thinking of Song Ying, Huai Xu's heart sank slightly. Just scared her.

She's not ready to be her 28-year-old self, that's boring. Huaixu thought that she would live her 18-year-old and Song Yingshi's 18-year-old well with the gift of fate for the past ten years.

This eighteen-year-old was not locked in a glass cage by Song Ming, and she was not deadly. She was surrounded by Song Yingshi and many companions who were chasing the same goal. Maybe one day they will go on different paths, but now, they are all like-minded friends who help each other.

Looking back on the past few months, she realized that at a major turning point in her life, someone had already blocked her fate and tried every means to send her a new and bright future and **** her everywhere.

Song Yingshi.

If the three men brought her pain, what role did Song Yingshi play? Huaixu wanted to know.

She wanted to know even more why Song Yingshi had never been in her twenty-eight years?

Huaixu also thought about this question before, but only this time, as soon as the idea came up, strong rejection and denial came from the bottom of my heart, and Huaixu's expression changed slightly.

No, no, no, maybe...

She forgot Song Yingshi.

The author has something to say: "Ji Zai's Diary": On July 11th, Qing, his wife became unfamiliar, and it seemed that he had changed to a new wife.