Chapter 55 The Innocent and Simple A Yan

After another ten minutes, Bei Lanlan and Xin Yan walked out hand in hand, Bei Lanlan pursed her lips, and she went straight out.

Now they don't want to stay here any longer, so of course they should go home earlier and rest earlier, but, before taking a few steps, Xin Yan suddenly stopped.

Bei Lanlan turned her head suspiciously and saw that she was looking at Song Xizi not far away.

Xin Yan shook her hand, "I'll go have a word with her, you wait for me downstairs first."

Bei Lanlan was not very satisfied, even if she and Xin Yan cleared up the misunderstanding, there is no misunderstanding in Song Xizi, she deserves to be hated.

Xin Yan coaxed her: "Good, just two sentences."

Bei Lanlan: "...Well, three minutes for you."

Xin Yan laughed, three minutes is enough, it will take one minute for the next elevator.

Bei Lanlan has always been hard-mouthed and soft-hearted. Sometimes what she said only represented an attitude, not that she was really strict. Xin Yan naturally didn't take it seriously. When Bei Lanlan turned around and walked towards the elevator, Xin Yan also turned around. He walked towards Song Xizi.

Song Xizi was holding a glass of wine, and was listening to others bragging about her, when she saw Xin Yan's figure in the corner of the light, she subconsciously stood up straight.

There was no expression on Xin Yan's face. She just looked at Song Xizi without saying a word. Song Xizi was silent for a while, and then turned and left silently. Seeing this, Xin Yan raised her legs and followed.

Opening an inconspicuous door, Song Xizi walked in first, and Xin Yan only found out that this was a temporary lounge or dressing room, only five or six square meters in size, with a sofa, a coffee table, and a Professional makeup table.

Xin Yan closed the door with her backhand to cut off the noise outside. Song Xizi didn't put down the wine, she said a little irritably: "If you want to say something, say it quickly, I have to go out and continue to entertain guests."

Xin Yan: "I don't want to see your face without your reminder."

Song Xizi gritted his teeth, but instead of coming back, he put down the wine glass, "Okay, I'm all ears."

"Are you jealous of me?"

Song Xizi raised his head.

Xin Yan asked very seriously, not mocking at all.

Song Xizi felt that there was something wrong with his ears, "Me? Jealous of you?"

Xin Yan spoke slowly: "Well, I used to be the same as you, there was no one around me, there were people around you but none of them would last long, now I have Lanlan, I'm moving forward, but you are still the same , so you can't stand it, you always want to destroy us."

Song Xizi: "..."

She gritted her teeth: "In your eyes, my heart is not as big as a needle, right?"

Xin Yan didn't say anything, just looked at her silently.

Song Xizi: "...Before today, I didn't even know that you two were here for real. Why should I be so jealous of you! I just wanted to see her reaction."

I want to see if Bei Lanlan can continue to deceive herself after seeing Xin Yan's special to Jing Chu. And Bei Lanlan, who can't deceive herself, is Xin Yan willing to continue to tolerate it.

She wasn't jealous, but she did want to wreak havoc.

why……

This question just appeared in Song Xizi's mind, and on the opposite side, Xin Yan spoke again: "Whatever you think. Since you already know that we are not the 'casual' relationship you imagined, please don't bother me again in the future. We, you are willing to live a life of intoxication, I don't care, but I just want to live in peace. Lanlan is the person I like and my family. I don't want to endure it if you rob me of my land. I must take revenge equally. Go back. Then guess, if you provoke my relationship with Lanlan and destroy my most important thing in this world, how will I repay you?"

Song Xizi looked at her silently and did not speak.

Xin Yan looked at her calmly. After saying this, she had nothing to say. She was not joking. Song Xizi touched her bottom line. That's how she is. When she is really angry, she doesn't get angry.

Turning around, Xin Yan was about to go out. Just as she put her hand on the doorknob, Song Xizi behind her suddenly said, "I was at school when your parents died."

Xin Yan looked back inexplicably, not knowing why she mentioned this.

Song Xizi looked at her, her throat a little blocked: "...I know a week later than others. There is a blizzard in Toronto and the airport is closed. When I go back, you have already left with your uncle."

"If there was no Blizzard, if someone would have told me sooner, I would have gone to you too."

Like Jingchu.

What happened ten years ago was not something that happened to her. Song Xizi thought she should have almost forgotten it, but the truth was, she always remembered that night when the snow fell and her parents were astonished when she returned home. In her eyes, she remembered that she didn't even change her clothes and ran to Xin Yan's house, only to see the closed door, and the courtyard that had completely lost her vigor in the past three days.

Xin Yan naturally didn't know these things, she didn't know, neither did the original body.

After being stunned for a while, Xin Yan's expression quickly recovered: "But, there is no if."

No matter the past, the future, or the present, if the two words are not valid, what happens will definitely happen, and what does not happen will never be possible.

Song Xizi was an elite educated person, and she naturally knew this.

And she also knew that if it didn't matter, the original body left with her uncle, not from the earth. If she wanted to find the past, she could do it in many ways, but she just didn't do it.

Song Xizi didn't speak anymore. It was really boring to look through old accounts. She couldn't remember these things at first. It was all to blame for Xin Yan and Bei Lanlan.

Song Xizi sat on the sofa and didn't look up at Xin Yan again. Xin Yan looked at the door beside her, and then looked at Song Xizi who suddenly fell silent.

She twisted the door handle, and before going out, she also told Song Xizi something she never knew.

"When you graduated from high school, your parents divorced and you hid in your apartment. I told your mother that you were there."

"You know me, I know you too, Song Xizi, I have cared about you in my own way."

After saying this, she went out. Song Xizi stared blankly at the re-closed door. After a long time, she lowered her head and smiled softly.

It seemed that she still had something to say.

She and Xin Yan are really alike.

Just because it's too similar, so missed it.

Even if those things happened, even if she appeared in front of Xin Yan like a god, could they become friends? Can we go further? Can you go all the way to today in the process of growing up with a bruised nose and a swollen face?

cannot.

Because there is no if at all.

………………

When Xin Yan walked to the first floor, Bei Lanlan was standing at the elevator door, looking anxious.

She pouted: "It's thirteen minutes."

Xin Yan took a step: "Are you going to control me like this in the future?"

Bei Lanlan reacted for a second: "...You don't like it?"

Xin Yan smiled: "I like it, but I'm not used to it."

Bei Lanlan also hooked her lips: "That's good, because whether you like it or not, I have to take care of it. It's not that you don't know how domineering I am. It's just a matter of getting used to it sooner or later."

Xin Yan took the coat handed over by others and walked out with Bei Lanlan. Before leaving the hotel, Bei Lanlan asked her, "What did you say?"

Xin Yan replied, "I told her not to disturb us in the future."

"Gone?"

Xin Yan thought for a while: "Also, I said something about my childhood."

Bei Lanlan's eyes were a little heavy, and she was not involved at all when she was a child, "What about the specifics?"

Xin Yan paused when she put on her coat. Her emotional intelligence was a bit low, but she also knew that the conversation between her and Song Xizi just now was a little bit... easy to cause misunderstandings.

She felt guilty for two seconds, and within those two seconds, Bei Lanlan's eyes narrowed.

Xin Yan resolutely abandoned the idea of ​​making up two sentences: "...she said that when my parents died, she also went to find me, but she didn't see me, and I said that I was not always as bad as she imagined, her parents I actually helped her during the divorce."

Although it was just two or three sentences, Bei Lanlan digested it for a while, "In other words, she heard everything we said?"

Xin Yan doesn't care about this very much. She is bright and upright, and she is not afraid of being heard from the corner: "Just hear it, and there is nothing shameful."

Bei Lanlan frowned, what she cared about was not being overheard, but why Song Xizi suddenly talked about herself after overhearing that kind of content, or compared with Jing Chu.

...she knew it!

So she didn't like Song Xizi at first, there was a reason for that, her intuition didn't go wrong!

Turning her head sharply, Bei Lanlan silently closed her mouth when she met Xin Yan's innocent and innocent eyes.

Can't say it, because if she said it, it would be equivalent to fulfilling Song Xizi and confessing for her.

Bei Lanlan sneered in her heart, and then she moved to Xin Yan's side, leaning half of her body on her, holding her hand tightly: "I don't like being overheard, Ayan, let's go home, or Home is comfortable."

She deliberately pinched her throat, it sounded soft and sweet, Xin Yan had just tasted a little sweetness, but now her mind started to think about something indecent, her face turned red, but the movements of her feet were not slow at all: "Mmmm , come back, come, look at the steps."

They left together, the door of the hotel was brightly lit, what was underneath, and the people above were at a glance. Jing Chu hid from those who asked her about the concert, and she stood on another terrace, which was directly opposite the hotel's parking area.

The curtain behind her was lifted, Kong Zhiluo walked in and saw Jing Chu wearing a tube top-style dress standing in the open air. She paused for a while, turned around and went out, asked someone for a shawl, and then walked in again. draped over Jing Chu's shoulders.

Jing Chu turned his head and smiled at Kong Zhiluo.

It had been two days since Jing Chu had returned to China. Kong Zhiluo was keenly aware that she was not as enthusiastic about herself as before. She didn't know what was going on, but she was a little uneasy, so she was even more attentive to Jing Chu.

She asked her, "What were you just looking at?"

Hearing this, Jing Chu glanced downstairs again, but the people and the car had already left, the lights were empty, and he had experienced a lot of excitement, but when he looked again, he was a little lonely.

She replied, "Look at other people's lives."

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