The Whole World Knows She Loves Me

Xiao Yu? Or Xiaoyu? who is this These two words popped into Jiang Liuyi's mind, she didn't speak for a long time, the phone was still on, the man on the other end frowned, Jiang Liuyi said: "You misidentified the person, I am not Xiaoyu, my name is Jiang Liuyi."

"Jiang Liuyi?" Bai Ye paused, "I see, you are Miss Jiang who just married Xiaoxian, right?"

Jiang Liu Yin hummed, and asked by a strange coincidence: "Who is Xiao Yu?"

Bai Ye smiled lightly: "Xiao Yu is Senior Sister Song Xian, and they are all my students."

Jiang Liuyi clenched the phone tightly, and there was a buzzing in her ears. It wasn't the sound of a hair dryer, but more like her own heartbeat.

She stood behind Song Xian and asked: "So they are all your students, do I have a similar voice to her?"

Bai Ye said: "Yeah, I didn't hear it when I heard it just now, sorry."

Jiang Liuyi grasped the phone tightly, the edge of the phone stuck to her fingertips, her fingertips were white, the veins on the back of her hand were slightly protruding, and the blood vessels were obvious. She took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, I'll give the phone to Song Xian."

She walked into the room, patted Song Xian on the shoulder, and handed her the phone: "Your teacher."

Her voice was slightly hoarse and deep, but Song Xian still looked calm. She nodded and took it, put down the hair dryer, and answered the phone. Jiang Liuyi sat by the bed and looked at Song Xian who was answering the phone, her thoughts were confused.

Xiao Yu? Song Xian's senior sister? All students? Does she have a similar voice to Xiao Yu?

When Jiang Liuyi suddenly thought of Song Xian's understanding that marriage was the premise, she asked Song Xian later: "Why me?"

At the bakery that day, there were quite a few people looking at Song Xian, who wanted to gain more attention, but why her? Is it just because she took the initiative to ask Song Xian to call the wrong name?

How did Song Xian answer later?

She said, "Because you have a beautiful voice."

At that time, she didn't care about it, but now it seems that everything has been explained. Song Xian didn't treat her on a whim, and the sentence he always said was appropriate, as if it was really appropriate.

Song Xian thought he still liked Yu Bai, so he would call Yu Bai's name by mistake.

What about her? Who was substituted again?

Xiao Yu?

In a trance, she seemed to understand something.

Jiang Liuyi's hands and feet were cold, and her whole body suddenly became cold. The feeling at this moment was worse than at Chi's house, knowing that Song Xian didn't like her, much worse, much worse.

She finally couldn't hold it back, rushed to the bathroom, poured a basin of cold water, and slapped it on her face. The water fell on the skirt of her clothes along the edge of her cheeks and got wet. The neckline of her pajamas was wet, and her face was also wet. , Jiang Liuyi looked at the glasses, the people inside were extremely embarrassed.

The corners of her eyes were slightly red, her face was pale, and her hair was slightly disheveled. Song Xian's voice came from outside the door, calling her: "Jiang Liuyi?"

She collected herself, took a dry towel from the side to wipe off the water droplets on her face, looked around, pulled off a bathrobe, and threw the wet clothes into the basket.

Finally, she used a wet towel to press the corners of her eyes to suppress the heat. When she was in a stable mood, she put some foundation on the corners of her eyes. The previous blush could not be seen. When she opened the door, she asked in a gentle voice, "Have you finished answering the phone?"

Song Xian nodded: "Well, it's over."

Jiang Liuyi's throat was sore, swollen, painful and uncomfortable, and she couldn't swallow or spit out the breath, so it was so stuffy on the top of her chest, she cleared her throat, pressed it down hard, and said, "Let's have dinner, everyone It's cold."

Song Xian said, "Okay."

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Song Xian and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Liuyi's emotions were complicated because of her words, and it was hard for her to make Song Xian start to ask and care, but now she is not sure whether the person Song Xian is asking is her.

Jiang Liuyi said, "It's okay."

She lowered her head: "Let's go, have dinner."

Song Xian hummed and followed behind her.

Jiang Liuyi returned to the dining table, the noodles were a bit cold, she just sat down and said, "Today is my birthday, can we have some red wine?"

She hid her emotions very well, her brows were clear and she smiled, her eyes were gentle, Song Xian said: "Yes."

The red wine was bought a long time ago and has never been drunk. Originally, she didn't plan to drink tonight.

Jiang Liuyi took out a bottle from the wine cabinet, took two red wine glasses with her, poured a glass for Song Xian, and said, "Cheers."

Song Xian also had some mood swings recently. After receiving it, he couldn't hold back. He didn't need Jiang Liuyi to persuade him to drink. The two of them drank half a bottle of red wine with a piece of pasta and a piece of steak. When it was time to light the candles, Jiang Liu Yi shared the remaining half of the bottle with each other.

Song Xian watched the candles instantly turn into many dots of light.

She wanted to reach out to touch it, but was stopped by Jiang Liuyi, and then Song Xian said, "Yes, you have to make a wish first."

With a serious look, she looks like she is not drunk, but actually a little drunk, Jiang Liuyi took a deep look at her and said, "Then I will make a wish first."

Song Xian nodded.

Jiang Liuyi looked at the dancing flames, then at Song Xian who was sitting at the table, closed his eyes to make a wish, opened his eyes and blew out the candles, Song Xian tilted his head, his gaze was still fixed on the red wine glass, very similar to The posture of stealing a drink.

"Are you still drinking?"

Song Xian nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Liuyi went to open another bottle and had a drink with Song Xian. Song Xian lowered his head, held the cup in his hand, sipped it in small sips, and asked Jiang Liuyi for it when it was gone.

Jiang Liuyi also followed her, pouring half a cup and half a cup.

Until Song Xian choked.

Jiang Liuyi sat beside her, patted her on the back, and Song Xian asked her, "Why don't you eat cake, don't you like it?"

"No." Jiang Liuyi looked at the cake, implying: "I like it very much."

After she finished speaking, she dusted the cream from the top of the cake on her fingertips, and handed it to Song Xian: "Try it?"

Song Xian didn't hesitate, bit her finger directly, nodded: "It's very sweet."

Jiang Liuyi's eyes were complicated, she asked: "Song Xian, do you know what I wished just now?"

Song Xian turned to look at her and shook his head.

Seeing her serious and serious look, Jiang Liuyi chuckled: "You said you received cakes when you were young, so what wish did you have when you were young?"

Song Xian really remembered after hearing the words, and finally said: "Study hard."

Sure enough, it was Song Xian.

Jiang Liuyi didn't find it strange at all.

Now she wondered if the phone call was due to her own wild thoughts, maybe, she was thinking too much, could it be her thinking too much? Jiang Liuyi met Song Xian's clear eyes and was uncertain for a moment.

She called: "Song Xian."

Song Xian stared at her for a moment, and just when Jiang Liuyi was about to speak, she stood up suddenly and said, "I'm going home."

Jiang Liuyi didn't speak, got up with her, watched her walk around the living room and the room, finally walked to the sofa, sat down, and said, "I'm home."

Seeing Song Xian like this, she couldn't laugh or cry.

Must be drunk.

Jiang Liuyi said: "Well, you are home, how about resting when you get home?"

Song Xian nodded: "Okay."

Obviously drunk.

Jiang Liuyi was waiting for her to be drunk, but when she really saw her drunk, her mood was tangled, should she ask those words? Her thoughts were like a ball of cotton stuffed in her chest, and she couldn't figure it out. Finally, she looked at Song Xian and asked, "Song Xian, do you still remember that you told me before that you once had someone you liked, right?"

Song Xian turned to look at her, the crystal lamp was shining brightly, Song Xian's drunken eyes reflected a strange light, she nodded: "Yes, yes."

Jiang Liuyi clenched her hands tightly, and she said, "Is your name Xiao Yu?"

Song Xian hesitated for a while.

Jiang Liuyi's mind was in a mess, she seemed to be on the edge of a cliff, just a gust of wind was enough to blow her down.

Song Xian said, "Yes."

The gust of wind picked up, Jiang Liuyi felt cold from head to toe, the swishing coolness permeated her whole body, a sense of weightlessness hit her, she was a little dizzy, her ears were buzzing, and her eardrums were swollen panickedly.

Even so, she insisted on asking: "Is that person your senior sister?"

Song Xian said, "It's my senior sister."

Jiang Liuyi turned her head: "You proposed marriage to me because my voice resembles hers?"

I don't know why this sentence popped up. I just stuck it on the tip of my tongue for a long time, but when I asked it, it didn't seem to be very comfortable, but more irritable.

She didn't even want to hear Song Xian's reply.

Jiang Liuyi turned her head, trying to cover Song Xian's mouth before she could speak, but saw her nodding.

In an instant, all the strength was taken away from her body. She sat on the sofa, raised her head, and put her hand on her forehead. The crystal lamp above her head was shaking and shaking, making her feel depressed and depressed.

"Song Xian." Jiang Liuyi suddenly asked: "Do you still like her?"

Song Xian still sat beside her, opened his mouth and said, "I..."

Jiang Liuyi turned over, pressed on Song Xian, covered her mouth, and muttered: "Stop talking."

She didn't really want to know anymore.

Jiang Liuyi frowned, her eyes were hot, she slowly got up from Song Xian's body, she glanced at the dining table not far away, two red wine bottles, she closed her eyes.

What the **** is she doing? Using Song Xian to tell the truth?

How despicable!

Jiang Liuyi's heart was churning and congested, his heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of needles at the same time, for a moment the pain was so painful that he was numb, his hands and feet were cold, and his face was pale.

She got up and wanted to leave, but the edge of her bathrobe was grabbed. Jiang Liuyi lowered her head and saw that white hand with well-defined knuckles and slender fingers. At this moment, she was grabbing the edge of her bathrobe, not letting her go.

Jiang Liuyi looked over, and Song Xian looked up at her, her eyes were starlighted, clear and bright, her skin was fair without makeup, her facial features were beautiful and delicate, her thin lips were lightly parted, and her breathing was gentle.

She lowered her head, grabbed Song Xian's hand and pressed it over her head, and kissed him fiercely with Song Xian's head up.

Detailed and intense.

Jiang Liuyi's movements were ruder than before, Song Xian just wanted to move but was suppressed by her, directly embedded into her bosom, and merged into one, a suffocating kiss ended, Song Xian was forced to look up, Jiang Liuyi's teeth scraped her neck At the spot, her eyes were pierced by the light, she frowned subconsciously, and said, "Jiang Liuyi, the light was on."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Liuyi's body froze obviously, and all movements stopped. The hand holding Song Xian lost all strength and hung limply on the sofa. Turning his head, his neck touched the tip of Jiang Liuyi's nose, and Jiang Liuyi opened his mouth to bite.

Very hard, very hard bite.

Song Xian frowned and made an uncomfortable sound.

Jiang Liu Yisong opened his mouth and asked, "Song Xian, does it hurt?"

Song Xian replied to her: "It hurts."

Jiang Liuyi said softly, "I'm in pain too."