Rose with Snow

Song Yingshi thought that what she lacked was some knowledge. But when she learned the knowledge and took a while to digest it, she realized that she and Huaixu were different from the bones, and it had nothing to do with right or wrong.

Huaixu seems to be unattainable and indifferent, but in this regard, she is very ambitious and very open.

And she has a slow and hot nature, which may also be related to the family education she has received. She can usually laugh and laugh, but she really wants to make the relationship soar like a rocket...

For the first time in her life, Song Yingshi felt that the word conservative could be applied to her.

Huaixu opened the second box:

"Have you used these before, teach me how to use them?"

Song Yingshi remembered the big words she said, resisted the urge to leave, and smiled calmly:

"Teach? I don't need to teach you."

Huaixu stopped moving and raised her eyes slightly.

Song Yingshi walked towards her, the fresh ocean scent of the sea salt shower gel shrouded her, and it was a bit cold.

Huai Xu shook her head and saw Song Yingshi lowered her head and glanced at the things on the bed, and then slowly raised her eyes:

"I can use it."

The sentence fell, and there was no sound in the room for a while.

The movements of Huai Xu's subordinates did not know when to stop, and if they continued, it seemed that it was not like that anymore. She wanted to change the sitting position, only to find that her legs were a little numb, and her body was twisted.

Song Yingshi helped Huai Xu's shoulders and stroked her hair with a finger. Just as he was about to take advantage of the victorious pursuit and fight a beautiful turnaround, his hand was grabbed.

The salty and wet sea breeze reflected in Huai Xu's eyes, as if it came from her body, and it seemed as if it was blowing on her body. It took a lot of effort for Song Yingshi to keep his mind clear under such beautiful eyes.

As if she said it after careful consideration, Huai Xu's words were slowed down, like jade beads falling one after another:

"You can if you want."

"?"

"do you want?"

"…"

Song Yingshi's heart was beating like a drum, and the air around her seemed to be sucked away.

After a long while, sleepiness came up before the answer to the question. She breathed a sigh of relief, and withdrew her warm hand, and yawned:

"Baby who will die suddenly, we should sleep."

Saying that, she leaned over and squatted on Huaixu's forehead:

"good night."

After giving a good night kiss that was too loud to make one have any illusions, Song Yingshi walked to the other side of the bed, and her arm was suddenly grabbed by Huaixu.

Song Yingshi stopped and looked back.

Huaixu looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile, her smile was a little intimate and gentle, but more ruthless:

"If you really want to sleep, go to the opposite side and sleep. We both can't sleep well when we lie down here."

Song Yingshi: ? ? ?

Until she returned to her room and lay on the bed, Song Yingshi couldn't believe it—

She was actually kicked out of the room by Huai Xu.

Song Yingshi fell into a brooding sleep, so when she woke up, her first thought was to regain her self-esteem and let Huaixu know that she was calm and didn't take the matter from the confession to the bedroom yesterday, so as to save Huaixu from being complacent. got the upper hand.

Maybe because of the influence of being fed by Huai Xu last time, her first thought was to get up and get ready to cook.

Song Yingshi felt that this move was not bad, as a good start, he had already won half of it.

After taking care of her skin, Song Ying picked up her mobile phone and looked at where the deliveryman was. She glanced at the news and saw her driver contact her:

"Miss, wake up and reply, I'll bring you lunch."

"…"

Song Yingshi just remembered that in the early hours of the morning, she had promised the driver to deliver the lunch. After being stunned, she even laughed and cursed:

"Dizzy."

Not long after Song Yingshi replied to the driver, the delivery also arrived. She put drinks, eggs, etc. in the refrigerator. Looking at the meat and vegetables, she remembered the neat way Huaixu handled the ingredients before.

She was itching and couldn't remember the specific steps, so she simply took out her mobile phone to search for relevant videos, put them next to the ingredients, and picked them up in a similar way.

Because of her inexperience, she packs up very slowly, and the video often has to be reversed to watch it a second time. The voice of the video up master in the living room is often interrupted and replayed, which sounds messy to others.

When Huai Xu went upstairs, before seeing where Song Yingshi was, she heard the movement of this video.

She followed the sound and found Song Yingshi who was in front of the shopping bag.

"morning."

Song Yingshi took the time to look at her:

"morning."

Huai Xu looked down at the island: "Ready to cook?"

She asked casually, but Song Yingshi's face was a little uncomfortable, and she muttered:

"Save these for the evening. If you can't finish eating them, tomorrow will wait for my home to deliver food at noon."

Huaixu looked at her more, and the sound of the video came from her ears:

"Rinse the cabbage and cut off the hard roots, shred half and half into cubes for later use..."

She turned her attention to the video, and then looked at the sealed bag Song Yingshi had in her hand. Huaixu guessed what she was learning, smiled, washed her hands, and walked over to take over:

"I'll do it."

Song Yingshi's hands were instantly empty.

She doesn't need to study how to prepare the ingredients any more, the video is also closed, and the kitchen is suddenly quiet, only the slight sound of Huai Xu quickly processing the ingredients.

The two didn't speak for a while.

Song Yingshi suddenly felt idle, her hands were empty, she picked up her phone and swiped it aimlessly, but she glanced at Huaixu's look at the end of her eyes.

Huaixu looked normal as usual, just like what happened last night didn't happen to her.

Song Yingshi wanted to say something, but seeing her like this, she didn't want to. She quietly swiped her phone, checking Huaixu's progress from time to time.

The ingredients she asked for were not too many. She had already dealt with some of them before. Huaixu packed the rest after a while, wiped the island clean, and said to Song Ying:

"It's all good."

Song Yingshi nodded: "Are you hungry? Lunch will be here later, or let's make some pads first."

Huai Xu wiped her hands and walked out from behind the island: "No hurry. Does your house have a gym?"

Song Yingshi was stunned.

Usually in the Baita, although Huaixu doesn't like to exercise, she basically maintains fitness three times a week for her body shape and lung capacity. Song Yingshi will go more often. But even Song Yingshi wanted to lie down comfortably for two days after the holiday.

Taking Huai Xu around from the living room corridor to the gym in the back, before Song Yingshi had time to speak, the phone rang.

It was Li Yining's phone number.

Seeing Huaixu signaling her to leave her alone, Song Yingshi picked up the phone and walked out.

While the boss was on vacation, Li Yining wanted to meet Song Yingshi and talk about the affairs of the past two weeks.

Song Yingshi counted the time, she had to go back to Song's house today, and there was nothing left except the time on the road for an hour or two, so it was a little reluctant to meet.

San Gonghou's holiday program group gave it fairly generous, four days off from the 15th to the 18th.

But tomorrow afternoon, they will set off to prepare for the recording of variety shows on the 17th and 18th. On the night of the 18th, they will return to the White Tower overnight to prepare for a new round of recording.

Saying it was a holiday, the real holiday for the two of them was enough to take a breather.

Song Yingshi told Li Yining like this, Li Yining of course understood the boss's difficulties, and said on the phone:

"The rest of the matters are easy to talk about, just the investment thing I mentioned last time. We have been in contact with Ning Xiao during this period of time. We are just waiting for the contract to be signed. She asked to see you, and she knows that you are busy recording variety shows and don't have time, please ask me. Bring a message and tell her anytime you have time."

Song Yingshi smiled and said, "Is it an investor? It's normal for Director Ning to want to see me. I don't have time recently. Would you treat her to dinner for me?"

She didn't say that Director Ning wanted to see her because she was about to appear in a movie, and they both laughed.

"Then Director Ning can only wait for August... Also, Huai Xu's participation in the role has also been decided. The screenwriter in the group has already revised the script, and the two strokes have not been delayed. Qu Qing and I have seen it. , I'll send it to you later, and I'll tell them if I'm not satisfied."

Song Yingshi said cheerfully, "Okay."

If she doesn't like it, she will not hesitate to let the screenwriter change the plot, and investing 50 million in it is not a child's play.

"Recently, there are also endorsement business and magazines in contact..."

Li Yining continued talking, Song Yingshi walked out from the door of the gym while listening, and unknowingly walked to a balcony. She sat down on the reclining chair in front of the balcony glass and explained the latest affairs one by one.

Mainly, Li Yining said that she was mostly listening, and she would only ask if there was anything Li Yining did not make clear, or if Li Yining needed a decision, she gave instructions.

Li Yining said: "Fu Shu's manager has contacted me and wants to start a cooperative business with us in terms of artists, or..."

Hearing this name, Song Yingshi frowned and said lightly, "No matter what it is, it's fine to refuse."

Hearing Song Yingshi's abruptly indifferent voice, Li Yining stopped her words and replied "Okay". Thinking of Fu Shu's agent's frequent mention of Song Yingshi's name, she vaguely realized something in her heart.

Thinking of Fu Shu's agent's high-spirited tone of charity, Li Yining showed a trace of contempt.

Should it be said that Fu Shu has vision or does not have self-knowledge?

He barely had an eye for Xiao Shiqi's thoughts, but he misestimated the behemoth behind Xiao Shi.

If the trainee next to him might be fascinated by the gesture of a new actor, can he come with Xiao Shi for this trick? Really embarrassing myself. Li Yining felt embarrassed for Fu Shu when she thought about it.

Li Yining didn't speak, but Song Yingshi remembered one thing:

"I asked someone to check on Zheng Qiyi's situation before, is there any news?"

The person she instructed was also from Li Yining's side.

From Li Yining, there were a few sounds of typing on the keyboard, and then he said:

"Yes. I checked the wrong direction at first, and it was sent to me only two days ago. I can't believe that Zheng Qiyi is now..."

Song Ying raised her eyebrows: "What happened to him?"

"When he quit the show, didn't he use his body as a raft? It turned out to be a prophecy. I thought he was staying at home or going abroad, but I didn't expect him to be in a private nursing home in City B."

Song Yingshi sat up straight: "Really sick?"

Li Yining smiled bitterly and said, "I only know that he is not in a good state now. It should be true. For more details, you may need to check from your home." Her manpower is not enough to obtain such clear information.

Song Yingshi pondered and said, "Okay, thank you, Sister Yi Ning."

Hanging up the phone, Song Yingshi sat on the reclining chair and thought for a while.

Before, if it wasn't for what Zheng Qiyi had done to Huai Xu in the book, and the lingering ghosts of this life, Song Yingshi would not have bothered to think about this person.

But in the past few days, she got a picture of Zheng Qiyi from the gashapon machine.

Song Yingshi pulled the picture out of her mind, and her eyes passed Zheng Qiyi, and fell on the high heels that were not fully exposed.

The owner of this high-heeled shoe... If it's something that happened after the prophecy, then it's actually a good guess.

Either Huaixu or her.

Song Yingshi felt that the possibility of her was relatively high. After all, she really wants Zheng Qiyi to be unlucky, and she has the ability to do this.

But it does not rule out the possibility that the picture is something Zheng Qiyi has experienced in the past.

In short, Song Yingshi felt that Zheng Qiyi must have secrets she didn't know but needed.

She was going to go home today, so she mentioned to her family about her manpower.

After making up her mind, Song Yingshi did not lift her brows. She examined the words and patterns in her mind, such as the health value and progress bar, and asked the system for the first time:

"System, you brought me here, is there any other purpose?"

System: "My function is to help the host earn life points in the form of tasks."

There is a scripted meaning in the straight-forward electronic voice.

Song Yingshi said sharply: "Why does the gashapon machine give me special items? I don't care about Zheng Qiyi. Who does he kneel in front of me has something to do with me?"

This is the weirdest place.

The system has been releasing tasks all the time, tying her and Huaixu. Although the tasks make people jump to different degrees, they have the same theme and similar purpose.

The appearance of the gashapon machine broke this balance.

The gashapon machine draws rewards at the cost of life. At present, ordinary items are simply the existence of numbers, and she can buy them with money. The only thing worth living in exchange for is special items.

It can even be said that the system vaguely placed special items on the upper level of the health value logic, which is very contrary to the system's behavioral logic.

When facing Song Ying's sharp question, the system's answer was extremely rigid, but it also contained deep meaning:

"The gashapon machine is used to issue prizes, and the plug-in will be used automatically after installation. The host has the right to choose not to use it."

Song Yingshi had a flash of inspiration and slowly asked:

"So, who installed the plugin for you?"

Who handed out the prize?

Song Yingshi tapped on the armrest, and after two or three strokes, she heard the system's cold electronic voice:

"Exceeded authority, no comment."

The system refuses to answer the question, even in retaliation? Or she felt that she was too idle, and gave Song Yingshi four or five tasks in one go.

Song Yingshi was not angry, and even the corners of her lips curled up.

Didn't the system clearly tell her that it had a secret on it? Song Yingshi has a strong desire to explore all secrets, especially this secret is likely to be closely related to her.

If you want to dig out the secrets of the system, the root cause is still in the gashapon machine. This is the only loophole in the system right now.

And if you want to have a gashapon, you have to spend life points. If you want life, you have to do tasks. A bunch of tasks are out, is the life value still far?

After going around in such a circle, Song Yingshi felt that the system was like an arrogant type who refused to be honest about the body.

Just after the game with the system, Song Yingshi's stomach growled. I guess lunch will be delivered soon, right? Before that, she'll have to find something to cushion herself.

Remembering that she even bought a croissant, Song Yingshi stood up and stretched before heading to the gym. Huaixu exercised on an empty stomach, she was afraid that she would faint.

The gym has a full glass wall, Song Yingshi can see the Huaixu on the treadmill without any obstruction—

Huai Xu on the treadmill?

This surprised Song Yingshi even more than Zheng Qiyi entered the sanatorium.

How indifferent Huai Xu was about long-distance running, but Song Ying was still vivid in her mind. From the first training camp, Huai Xu didn't like running with her at night. Later, when she went to the gym, she would rather play with the equipment than go on the treadmill.

Song Yingshi also asked her why, but Huaixu frowned and refused to say, Song Yingshi stared at her for a long time, and she whispered:

"Running makes me nervous."

Song Yingshi didn't expect this kind of answer. They didn't know each other very well at the time, so she didn't ask any further.

But she knew from then on that Huaixu had a long history of resistance to running, so when she saw Huaixu taking the initiative to get on the treadmill today, Song Yingshi strode in and looked at Huaixu up and down:

"The sun came out from the west today?"

Huaixu ran with even breathing, and when she glanced at Song Ying, she didn't open her mouth to answer.

A shaky drop of sweat dripped from her chin and slid down the front of her neck, leaving a thin, long wet streak.

Song Yingshi's eyes fell on it, she quickly retracted it, and blinked.

She looked left and right, took out a tissue from the tissue box on the side, leaned in front of the treadmill and stretched out her hand to wipe Huai Xu's sweat.

Her hand landed on Huaixu's neck and front, rubbed it repeatedly, and asked with a smile:

"Axu, why did you want to run this morning?"

"…"

Song Yingshi changed a paper towel, the dry surface of the paper rubbed against Huai Xu's skin frizzy, while Song Yingshi's fingers pressed against her through the paper, and the temperature was exchanged.

Song Yingshi looked at the paper for a while, as if casual and thoughtful:

"You sweat a lot."

Huai Xu's even breathing was chiseled into pieces by this sentence.

She pursed her lips, but Song Yingshi laughed extremely loudly, reaching out to turn off her treadmill:

"Are you hungry? I want to run after eating, but I'm hungry anyway."

Huaixu let her hold her, and her long eyelashes trembled violently.

Song Yingshi guessed it.

When she woke up, she thought of the early morning, and some unreal dreams in her dreams. She had to do something, otherwise she would be like stepping on the clouds under her feet and still floating.

She proposed to come to the gym because she wanted to sweat on the elliptical machine. When she saw the treadmill, Huaixu thought of Song Yingshi and Song Yingshi who was running with her.

Out of nowhere, she got on the treadmill.

When this anomaly was hidden from Song Ying, she must have noticed it, and she would be as proud as a fox.

Huai Xu was pulled silently by Song Yingshi, allowing Song Yingshi to complete the task of "touching any part of Huaixu for 10 seconds", but the smile on her lips was not because of the task.

Compared with the task, what made her happiest was that Huaixu was not calm.

She can really pretend, but she hasn't discovered it yet.

Song Yingshi led people to the living room, but suddenly she didn't know where to go, and she felt that it was fine wherever she was, so she turned around:

"Eat croissants?"

The tips of her hair rose and fell again, her eyes were like a spring breeze.

Huai Xu's eyes slid from her full apricot cheeks to her lips, thinking of the soft and cool taste between her lips and teeth.

The air seems to have changed its taste.

Downstairs, Xu Conghan got out of the car, and the driver took the incubator out of the car:

"Ma'am, shall I accompany you up there?"

Xu Conghan smiled and said, "No, just mention it in the elevator."

When the apartment was renovated, Xu Conghan came to see it and entered his fingerprints. Today, the driver is coming to deliver food, so Xu Conghan simply came to see it. It would be convenient to go home with his daughter later.

The driver lifted the incubator containing the meals into the elevator and placed it at Xu Conghan's feet.

Xu Conghan asked, "You said that Miss's friend is also there? Is it Huaixu?"

The driver smiled and said, "It's the girl you like, Madam, and the lady's roommate on the show."

There is no one in the Song family who does not know Huaixu. That is the idol that the wife likes, or the lady's roommate and friend, or even the target of CCP speculation. She must join the knowledge base.

Xu Conghan smiled: "Well, I'll go see her."

The elevator door closed and went up to the destination.

The door opened slowly, Xu Conghan straightened his hair on the temples, raised his eyes and looked out—

The author has something to say: "Ji Zai Diary": On July 15, Qing, although he was kicked out of the bedroom by his wife (crossed out), it was a rare holiday, and it was sunny again. Huaixu was at my house, and the dog was happy.jpg