Marriage [entertainment]

On New Year's Eve, the light poles outside the house glowed with a warm yellow halo, one after another, and the heavy snow all over the sky danced in the light, tilting and falling non-stop.

Shan Yu's character is sometimes a bit awkward, but he is not a shy person.

The current situation is obviously impossible.

She may not be able to get a taxi by herself, but Sister Wen will definitely not agree.

And sister Wen sent her off, and she was even more worried about going back and forth twice.

There was no other way, Shan Yu compromised with Wen Yixian after a little thought, "Sister Wen, I'll just stay tonight."

I don't know how cold the outside air is, but it's cold even close to the window.

Wen Yixian's grip on her wrist was a little looser, as if to ease the atmosphere, almond eyes bent and blinked, "Don't worry, the bed in my room is quite big, and children won't roll over if they don't sleep well. .”

"..."

Shan Yu pursed her lips, "I don't sleep badly."

Not only is it not bad, it should be said to be quite regular.

Wen Yixian saw it once, the night she raped the girl, she stayed by Shan Yu's bed for most of the night, and the girl didn't even turn over halfway through.

These words aroused Wen Yixian's memories of that day and some subtle emotions. She felt that her joke just now had the opposite effect, and the atmosphere did not ease in the slightest, but made her a little uncomfortable.

I don't know if it's a tacit understanding or what, the next second she and Shan Yu acted almost at the same time.

Shan Yu twitched her wrist slightly to struggle, and she just let go.

"Okay." Wen Yixian's throat was a little itchy and she wanted to cough, but she felt that it was very inappropriate, so she held it back.

"Sister Wen, I'll go upstairs and spread out the quilt first." Shan Yu turned around, the place on her wrist that was held by the woman was faintly hot and itchy, with a strong sense of presence, she walked towards the stairs very naturally, "I Or sleep in my previous room."

"You want to do it yourself?" Wen Yixian quickly chased after him, entered the door and turned on the ceiling light in the room.

Shan Yu went straight to the closet, opened it, and there were clean quilts on the top shelves.

She stepped on her feet without turning around, and while dragging out the quilt, she talked to Wen Yixian, "Yes, I used to make it often."

It's not that she wouldn't have done it without Mama Liu making her bed.

She has never been the eldest lady who stretches out her clothes and opens her mouth to eat. She used to wash the clothes and quilts at home, not only for herself, but also for the whole family.

"I'll help you." Wen Yixian didn't stand at the door for long, watching Shan Yu move things down, she also stepped forward to help.

"Sister Wen, don't touch your hands." Shan Yu is tall and thin, holding a big quilt, which almost covers her tightly, and only a voice can be heard, "I can do it myself."

"Why, think I'm in the way?" Wen Yixian laughed a few times, naturally she wouldn't let her sister do it alone, she took her hand, grabbed the side and walked to the opposite side of the bed, and stood opposite Shan Yu, the two raised their hands tacitly. His hands trembled, "Do you look down on your sister Wen so much?"

"Hmm." Shan Yu paused, "I thought you wouldn't."

"..."

The child is still so straightforward and innocent as an adult.

"Then what would I do?" Wen Yixian laughed, "In your heart, Sister Wen is an idiot in life?"

Wen Yixian suddenly felt that maybe the child really thought so in her heart. After all, in front of Shan Yu, she only had the celebrity and boss sides, she was glamorous and professional, and she was served by others the rest of the time.

The girl's eyes were bent, and she was obviously holding back her laughter, "No, Sister Wen is very good. She sings well, can compose and arrange music, and manages people in a set way."

Sure enough, avoid the important and take the light, how could Wen Yixian not hear it.

The business skill points are full, and the life skills are zero.

The two made the bed, and the quilt was stuffed into the quilt cover and shaken evenly. Wen Yixian took the pillow on the bedside table, covered the pillowcase and put it on the bedside, and patted it hard.

Shan Yu reasonably suspects that Sister Wen took the pillow as her photograph, and she has a strong sense of revenge.

"You think you're the only one who can live independently?" The two of you work together quickly, and when you're done, Wen Yixian sits on the edge of the bed to rest. She looks at the girl standing next to her, "Sister Wen used to study When I was a student, I also lived in a student apartment, and I did everything by myself, and I was self-sufficient.”

Wen Yixian hadn't mentioned anything about her student days before. What was Sister Wen like at that time, and how did she live her life?

Shan Yu hesitated for a moment, and chose to go over silently, and sat next to Wen Yixian, "Sister Wen also lived in school? How many people were there at that time?"

She couldn't imagine how a woman like elder sister Wen would squeeze into the dormitory with others.

The bed beside him was slightly sunken, and Wen Yixian tilted his head, "The room between the two of you was only for a short period of time. Of course, I lived at home in China. At that time, it was new to live abroad. I lived there for about a month or two, and then rented it out. After buying a house, I still hired my aunt."

So as expected, the eldest lady is still not used to living here.

When Shan Yu heard this, she lowered her head slightly, trying to cover her snickering with her long hair.

Who knew that Wen Yixian suddenly lifted her long hair with his hand.

"..."

Shan Yu almost choked on his own saliva.

Wen Yixian smiled with her lips bent, as if it was interesting to see through the little girl's shyness, she watched the girl's cold white skin gradually turn red, from her cheeks all the way to her ears.

Then, she wrapped the lock of hair in her hand behind the girl's ear.

When the skin touched, Wen Yixian paused slightly, and she felt the girl's reaction was even stronger, as if she trembled slightly.

Immediately, she withdrew her hand and turned her eyes to the other side embarrassingly.

The bedroom fell silent.

"You want to know the living environment when I was studying abroad?" Wen Yixian returned to the original topic.

"Ah."

"It's just an ordinary small apartment, not too big. Oh, of course, it's much bigger than the dormitory in your first middle school. Although two people live in it, they all have their own bedroom, and share the kitchen and bathroom. In the kitchen, there are also Refrigerator stove and the like, it is very convenient to cook by yourself.”

Shan Yu was curious, "Then sister Wen, you also cook by yourself?"

"Uh." Wen Yixian was overwhelmed by the child's question, and she touched her nose in embarrassment, "No, my roommate makes me eat sometimes, and then I often eat outside."

Convenience stores are very convenient, but ordinary local restaurants are a bit expensive, and her classmates seldom eat out, so she seems a bit special.

It was also because of all kinds of inconveniences in life that she moved out soon after getting used to the freshness.

There's no need to make things difficult for herself, she's used to being served by others.

This time, Shan Yu tried her best to hold back her laughter, and didn't entangle Wen Yixian about self-reliance anymore. She blinked quietly, but actually there were many other things she wanted to know.

"So what did you do every day?"

"Let's go to class, play the piano, and then have dinner."

Wen Yixian received the obviously speechless look from the girl, and smiled, "When I'm fine, but there are more when I'm busy, and I often go out to play with classmates or friends."

"Oh." Shan Yu pursed her lips, she nodded quietly.

It's normal.

Sister Wen's student life will naturally not be as boring as hers.

Sister Wen has a family to rely on, and when she became famous when she was young, she can quit the circle and continue her studies. She has enough talent and confidence.

No matter what period such a woman is in, her life should be lived in a colorful and reckless way.

"Can Shan Yu ride a bicycle?" Wen Yixian asked her.

"will not."

"Huh?" Wen Yixian was surprised, she thought that Shan Yu lived in the country before, so she should know how to ride a bicycle, "Okay, but I was pretty good at riding a bicycle at that time."

"But I can't ride in snow." Wen Yixian shared an interesting story with Shan Yu, "Some boys like to be handsome, and ride with one hand or without hands."

"Yeah." Shan Yu had seen this before.

Among them, she often saw the boy carrying a schoolbag, with his arms hanging by his side without holding the handlebars of the bicycle, and his feet dangling forward on the bicycle pedals.

"Ordinary boys still know the importance. I have seen one who chatted happily with his friends. He didn't use his hands when riding a bicycle in winter. He should be showing off and betting with his friends. He screamed and rode forward." Wen Yixian recalled every time That scene was too funny, she covered her face with one hand, sighed, and then finished, "Then the front of the car tilted halfway, and he and the car went into the snowdrift beside him."

Shan Yu straightened her back, but her whole body gradually relaxed. She then bent her eyes and listened quietly to Wen Yixian's words.

After that, Wen Yixian told her about her time in school, what to eat in the cafeteria, what are the most common vegetation on campus, and occasionally encounter some cute animals.

After sitting like this for about half an hour, at an unknown moment, a strange atmosphere suddenly appeared between the two of them.

This time I couldn't sit still anymore, so I went downstairs to continue watching the Spring Festival Gala.

The night is very long, and they are all young people. They will not fall asleep like Grandma Wen saw half of it last year.

Wen Yixian once called Shan Yu around eleven o'clock, "Go back to sleep if you're sleepy."

Shan Yu refused, she wanted to watch the new year with Sister Wen.

Playing with mobile phones and watching TV together, we would say a few words from time to time until the twelve o'clock bell struck.

As if the task was completed, the two turned their heads to look at each other at the same time.

"Shan Yu, Happy New Year."

"Sister Wen, happy new year."

It was another Spring Festival without fireworks, but the stars on the TV were noisy and noisy, and the living room was full of people, very festive and very lively.

Shan Yu saw the woman leaning on the sofa with her head tilted, her face pressed against the back of the sofa, Xingren's eyes were already sleepy.

She suddenly wanted to touch the woman's face, and an idea popped up in her head. She was startled, and hurriedly pressed down the bold idea, then bent her eyes and said to Wen Yixian, "Sister Wen, wait for me, I'll get it for you Hot milk."

She hasn't warmed her milk for more than half a year.

Wen Yixian nodded, she lazily leaned on the sofa and closed her eyes, watching the back of the girl leaving, recalling in her mind that she seemed to smell a faint milk fragrance on the girl again today.

Shan Yu came back holding the glass, the woman had already straightened up, propping her head on the armrest of the sofa with one hand, she took the milk handed over by Shan Yu, bowed her head and smelled it for the first time.

Shan Yu: "?"

Is it because I'm afraid I'll be poisoned or something?

"Would you like a drink?" Wen Yixian asked her while holding the cup.

Shan Yu shook his head.

"Still don't like milk?"

Shan Yu responded lightly, "Yes."

The woman didn't struggle anymore, she took a small sip of the cup while it was still hot and drank it clean.

Shan Yu took the empty cup from Wen Yixian's hand, but the woman stood up, "Shan Yu."

In the dark and empty living room, the moment Shan Yu turned around, she was embraced by a woman.

She only had time to slightly raise the hand that was holding the cup to avoid it.

Warmth and softness overwhelmed the sky, Shan Yu's free hand quickly hugged the woman back, the noise in the TV became the background sound, and the black and white eyes sparkled with starlight.

For about three seconds, Wen Yixian whispered in her ear, "Reward."

The warm breath sprayed on the white ears, and bursts of bright red appeared everywhere it went.

Afterwards, Wen Yixian let go of her and took a step back, turned around and went back upstairs, "Good night."

Shan Yu instinctively replied, "Good night."

After that, holding the cup in her hand, she mechanically turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Shan Yu knew what the reward Wen Yixian was talking about, and they were still on credit before. Although they didn't mention their grades at the end of the semester, they knew in their hearts that Shan Yu was naturally improving.

The faucet was splashing down, she forgot to turn on the hot water, and the moment the biting cold water touched the back of her hand, she shivered.

Then, the girl bit her lower lip, not knowing why she was so happy, and silently rolled her eyes.

The time turned, and the last semester of the third year of high school was already halfway through.

Shan Yu has joined Wendy's support club copywriting team for more than half a year. She doesn't make much noise in the group, so even if the Qin Xian in the group doesn't know much, she is basically familiar with the support club's internal management group. The main reason is that although she doesn't talk much and doesn't have a sense of presence, she arranges tasks to be completed in a timely manner.

The person who chatted with Shan Yu the most was the young lady Pi Xia who was recruiting new recruits back then. Shan Yu only found out her personal ID Qing Yixin later in the group.

As soon as they added the number, Shan Yu pointed out the meaning of Qing Yixin's ID.

Three or two sounds: Jiang Shang tunes the jade qin, one string clears one heart.

A string - also a string.

Qingxin:! ! !

Qing Yixin: bingo!

Qing Yixin: Sister, you can. A few days ago when we were considering whether to recruit you, we saw that your Weibo profile is very strong, and all of them are related to Wendy. Of course, it is mainly because of the last paragraph when you submitted the form. We are convinced by the rainbow fart, so you are allowed to join in an exception. You are the only third party in our high school.

Qing Yixin: Now it seems that we are not mistaken, you are very solid in ancient poetry, and the copywriting team looks forward to your performance in the future!

As a newcomer at the time, Shan Yu naturally expressed his loyalty and agreed without much explanation.

In fact, what she was thinking was that it wasn't that she was well-acquainted with ancient poetry, but that the word "Wen Yixian" held too much weight in her heart, so important that she knew all the poems and allusions related to it by heart.

Shan Yu didn't say that she even tried to register the ID "Qing Yixin" but was snatched away first.

In the past six months, Shan Yu was considered a second-line reserve at the beginning, but when the seniors in the group were not in good condition or the time was not right, she was almost guaranteed to be on the job as a senior in high school.

The internal group said that she was the most reliable copywriter.

From style to efficiency in getting things done.

There are also two big bosses in their copywriting, one has a coquettish writing style that often has magical touches, and the other has a majestic writing style that is suitable for majestic and majestic manuscripts.

These two big men have a common feature, they are very in shape, if they are in good condition, they are immortal writing, and in bad condition, they are finished.

Shan Yu is now as famous as them. Her writing style has no fixed style, and it is slightly inferior to those two when she was in a good state. Can guarantee the quality and quantity to complete the task.

Because there is no way to define her style, she is said to be style stable.

This time, to catch up with the last match of Wendy's second tour, the support club and other stations also sent blessings one after another.

Qing Yixin: Shengsheng, the final version of your copywriting~

Shan Yu received the message, touched Chaohua to see, and sure enough, the fan club had already posted.

Three or two: I saw it.

Qing Yixin: You are more stable. After we negotiated, we agreed that the theme this time should not be too single. It is the last round of the second tour. If you must not forget your original intention and look forward to the future, your copywriting is the most suitable one. .

Qing Yixin: Hahaha, as a reward, we have an infield ticket for you. Would you like to come to City U, the last stop of the second tour, to experience Wendy on stage for yourself?

Three or two voices: Why is there a reward this time?

Working for Wendy and Da Daqin, they have never had the so-called remuneration.

No one will come to pay them.

Qing Yixin: No, actually we have a little friend here under the skin, you should recognize Sarah, she also followed the group ticket before, but she couldn’t go there due to something, she didn’t want to transfer this ticket, let alone be taken by scalpers Go, so I want to internally digest and send to the strings.

Qing Yixin: Since your copywriting at the end of the second tour just now is very satisfying to everyone, we all think together and think we can give it to you.

Qing Yixin: You have caught up with good luck, don’t get me wrong, this is not a salary~

Three or two voices: No, no reward for no merit.

Qing Yixin: You have merit, right?

Shan Yu looked helpless, shook his head with a smile, and drank some water with the glass in hand.

Why are the members of their Qinxian family so cute.

Qing Yixin: Alright, to be honest.If you have been studying, you will never have a chance to watch Wendy live, but the second tour is the last one, which is very meaningful. After you go to university and you are free, you can follow the concert. Although the future three tours and four tours will definitely be super exciting, but The second patrol really missed it, there is no chance.

Shan Yu was moved.

Originally, she really didn't want to go, but Qing Yixin said to her heart that the last performance of the second tour was very meaningful, and if she watched the concert in the future, no matter how exciting it was, if she missed the second tour, she would have missed it.

She doesn't want to miss any meaningful stage of Wendy.

Three or two voices: But my third year in high school...

Qing Yixin: It’s only one day, two days at most, it doesn’t matter, I don’t rush to study for a while.

Qing Yixin: And because Sarah won't be going, we will issue group tickets and aid items to other Qinxian on the spot. There are not enough manpower. If you come, you can also help out.

Qing Yixin may also feel that it is really inconvenient to go out during the third year of high school. She finally said—but don’t force it. Everything in the third year of high school is about learning. When the time comes, we can record a small video for you at the scene~

Shan Yu made up his mind.

Wendy can't go wrong in the last round of the second tour. Since the support club is short of manpower, she has to help.

Three or two voices: I will go.Send me Sarah's card number, and I will transfer money to her.

Qing Yixin: She said she doesn't want your money!

Shan Yu didn't care, and pulled Sarah out of the practice list, and after some "moving with emotion and understanding with reason", people accepted the money.

You can't make her sister Qinxian suffer.

It's already April, and there are only two months left to take the exam. There have been several rounds of mock exams for the sprint exam.

It is really not easy for Shan Yu to ask the class teacher for leave at this stall.

The little girl has a stubborn temper, and Shan Yu's current grades are already top-notch, and she was in sixth grade in the last monthly exam. There are always some good student filters, and the head teacher couldn't hold her back, so she reluctantly agreed to her two days off.

From Syracuse to U City, Shan Yu took the high-speed train for 4 hours.

It was the night before the concert when she arrived, and she got in touch with the support club, and first gathered together for a milk tea.

Qing Yixin is a 25-year-old young lady, who should be at the age of struggling in the workplace. Although she is out to play, she wears mature semi-professional attire, a casual small suit with a skirt, and removes high heels. Visually, it is about 160, with a pair of Smiling eyes, smiling very friendly.

She was the first to recognize Shan Yu, and led Shan Yu to greet other people who arrived first.

"Miss sister, you are just three or two times! It really is the legendary senior high school student, wow, super tender and super school girl!"

"Usually when I read the copy you wrote, I always feel that you are the kind of person in the office of the student union, and the old cadres are calm! I didn't expect me to be so—"

Qing asked wholeheartedly, "So what?"

"Such a little dragon girl!" A young girl in a JK outfit, who looked like she was a college student, "Wow, I'm cold but super energetic! Her looks are really off the charts!"

"Don't tell me, the little sister is really good-looking, and I always feel a little familiar!"

A bad premonition floated in Shan Yu's heart.

"Ah!" Another girl shouted, "Isn't it, I'm not the only one who thinks so! I think she looks like Wendy's former assistant!"

A black line appeared in Shan Yu's head.

The eyes of the strings are really sharp. She has always paid attention to wearing a mask before, and she can be recognized like this.

But she is not like, she is, but of course it cannot be admitted.

There was no change in the expression on Shan Yu's face, her eyebrows and eyes were light, and her voice was also light, "Really?"

"Yes!"

Shan Yu: "That assistant is my sister."

!

This is really explosive news!

"Wow! Biological sister?"

"real or fake?"

The strings were all whetted, and they all looked at her eagerly.

But after a while of silence, Qing Yixin and Shan Yu said in unison, "Of course it's fake."

The turning point is too quick.

"Huh?" The strings dragged on in disappointment.

Qing Yixin showed such an expression that she really did. She and Shan Yu usually talked a lot, so they got to know each other better.

She glanced at Shan Yu speechlessly, and then met the eyes of everyone, so she had no choice but to explain, "I like to tell bad jokes occasionally."

"Pfft ha ha ha ha." The strings roared with laughter.

When we first met, some of them knew each other and some of them didn't. Now they were all laughing, but the atmosphere became warmer.

Afterwards, the branch president of the support club in U City made arrangements and went to a hotel room together. The branch members and some members of the headquarter crowded together to sort out tomorrow's supplies.

Shan Yu was lucky, Qing Yixin took a chair for her as soon as she entered, and many other members sat on the bed directly, and those who sat on the carpet sat on the carpet.

Some were counting group tickets to check the list, some were using glue scissors to modify or piece together support items, and some were calling again. Shan Yu heard that it seemed to be a confirmed flower basket.

Everyone was busy until almost 11 o'clock in the evening, and people left one after another. Shan Yu also left at this point. It is not safe for her to return to the hotel too late in other places, but some strings are still working.

The night before was exhausting, so I slept late the next day, and we all got together after lunch at noon.

There are still 5 or 6 hours before the evening concert.

A dozen people divided their work, and Shan Yu followed Qing Yixin to the vicinity of the gymnasium early to distribute aid to Qin Xian who came to the concert.

At first, there were not many people, but at 4 or 5 o'clock, the crowd gradually became denser.

Shan Yu put on the mask again, and this time he looked more like the little assistant from before.

Several strings who came to collect supplies asked her.

So Shan Yu and Qing Yixin staged the cold joke of "she is my sister" last night several times.

The concert was at 06:30 p.m., and around [-]:[-], a few people from the support club sent messages in the group, planning to organize a group photo session.

Shan Yu and Qing Yixin walked over. It was near the entrance of the U City Stadium. Everyone stood on a personal ladder and pulled up banners wishing the concert would go well.

"Crack." There was a sound just after taking a group photo.

Shan Yu's phone vibrated, and she took it out to have a look.

——Sister Wen.

Shan Yu's palms were sweating immediately, and she suddenly felt a sense of guilt and fear of being caught at the scene, so she opened the call button and put it on her ear.

"Where are you?"

Wen Yixian opened his mouth with these three words, without any unnecessary words, even the name was omitted.

The tone is heavy.

Shan Yu glanced at the huge building behind him, then swallowed, not daring to speak.

"Shan Yu." Wen Yixian called her name word by word, "You are not at school at this time, where are you?"

Shan Yu clutched his phone, and replied coldly, "U City." After a pause, he lowered his head and added honestly, "Outside the stadium."

"..."

The surrounding crowd was noisy, but Shan Yu felt that she heard sister Wen's breathing from the quiet microphone, a slightly rapid and heavy, suppressed volcano.

Next to her, Qing Yishui took her by the arm and walked down the steps, "Hey, who is it? You're speaking as if you're confessing yourself, your parents? Or is it your boyfriend Chagang?"

Shan Yu didn't pay attention to Qing Yishui, she only heard Sister Wen calling her name again from the microphone, "Shan Yu!"

gnashing of teeth.

Then the phone was hung up on the other side.

The author has something to say: Little Theater [-]

Shan Yu: Woohoo, it's so scary, I feel like Sister Wen is going to eat me!

Yan Jin came to preach: Then why are you crying?Hurry up and wash it for nothing, lie down and wait for her!

small theater [-]

The phone leaked sound, Qing Yishui heard a woman's voice: Oh, sorry, it turned out to be his girlfriend Cha Gang.

Wen Yixian: ...It's actually his fiancée Cha Gang.

Qing Yishui: Ah!But how did I hear the voice of my daughter goose!

Shan Yu: ...