she really hates

Not long after Song Zhiyi returned from his visit, the demo tape of the adapted version of "Dongfeng" came to Meng Xi.

The original version was a piano solo, but after re-arranging according to the game plot, other instruments were added.

The passionate piano is the main theme. Meng Xi closes his eyes, as if he is really in the harsh wind and snow, behind him are pursuers who are gnawing at him, and the road ahead is full of crises, life and death are uncertain, the protagonist fights out with the belief of death. The siege, the mournful violin weeps in the cold wind, heralding the sad ending...

The project team is very positive about this.

Of course Meng Xi was also satisfied, until seeing the arranger, it was like eating delicious food, but his teeth were crushed by a stone.

——Song Zhiyi.

An excellent classical pianist does not mean that he will be a good music producer, but Song Zhiyi obviously is.

Meng Xi listened to this version of "Winter Wind" several times, picked up the phone...

After two seconds, he put it down again.

She remembered that Song Zhiyi should not be in her communication software.There is a mobile phone number, but I haven't called it for six years.

And she was just immersed in it for a while, and she couldn't help but want to communicate with the author, but the other party was Song Zhiyi... Forget it, why not try to meet Chopin in a dream at night.

On the weekend, Meng Xi went back to Meng's house.

Staying at home has to listen to Meng's father nagging all day, and it is too far away from the company. Meng Xi moved out very early, but he tried to go back to live two days a week to get together with his family.

She was too busy recently, and she didn't go back for two weeks. Mrs. Meng called her to inquire about her recent situation. Meng Xi heard the meaning of missing her, and hurried home with the dog to visit her parents.

When she got home, Father Meng was sitting in the living room with his back to the door.

As soon as Meng Xi entered the door, he handed the dog leash to the servant, and he heard him sigh: "Oh, some people, for some reason, talk about filial piety, but end up staying away all day..."

Xuebi hadn't been here for a long time, she might feel strange, she looked around with her ears raised high, and when she heard this voice, she nervously "barked" twice, the voice was not high, but seemed to agree.

Meng Xi: "..."

She didn't seem to hear anything, she slowly took off her coat and hung it on the hanger by the door.

It was Mrs. Meng who heard the voice and came out of the kitchen: "Xixi and Xuebi are back."

Seeing her, Meng Xi walked a few steps quickly, smiled and hugged her: "Mom! I haven't seen her for a while, why are you young again? I don't even dare to recognize her."

Mrs. Meng's eyebrows stretched: "You can coax me. Are you busy recently? You seem to have lost weight again. Don't be like your sister. You don't even know how to eat when you work."

Meng Xi: "Where is it? I remember your words every day and eat on time, but the food outside is not as good as the one made by my mother."

Mrs. Meng was coaxed into laughter by her.

But Meng's father was by the side for a long time and no one paid attention to him, so he couldn't help but said heavily: "...Hmph!"

Meng Xi turned a deaf ear to it.

She pestered Mrs. Meng for a while, and Mrs. Meng insisted on going back to the kitchen to add two dishes for her herself.

Meng Xi didn't persuade him, and he didn't make trouble with the past, and was about to go back to his room to change clothes, so he passed the sofa where Meng's father was sitting without paying attention.

Father Meng: "..."

His face was darkened, and he almost couldn't help jumping up to teach this unfilial girl a lesson, when his hand suddenly lightened.

It was Meng Xi who went around behind the sofa and took away the things he was holding.

She leaned against the back of the sofa, smiling out of shape: "Let me see, what are you looking at so seriously, Dong Meng, who is so busy with everything? Are you admiring the beautiful little girl behind my mother's back..."

Meng Xi was stuck.

A pretty girl indeed.

What she held was an album, and in the middle of the black and white background on the cover was Song Zhiyi with black hair and white dress.

"Listen to what you're saying!"

Meng's father didn't notice her strangeness, so he just got angry and said, "You think I'm you! You don't have any sense of taste, you can fall asleep at a concert, and you don't know what kind of mobile games you play with that kid from the Han family at the art exhibition." You can see the beautiful little girl!"

How many years ago did this happen, and it's still over!

Meng's father wanted to take the record back, but Meng Xi avoided it with his hands, and said unwillingly: "Then let me also appreciate Meng Dong's elegant taste..."

"You stop for me!"

"Don't stand!" Meng Xi ran to the stairs, "Anyway, you must have bought more than one, so what if you give it to me?"

Father Meng said angrily, "It's not that good! You can beat a dog with a meat bun and never return, and it can still feed the dog. If I give you this record, why don't you throw it in the water and listen to it!"

Meng Xi immediately said, "Mom—listen, is this what a father should say?"

Mrs. Meng stood at the door of the kitchen: "Meng Xueming, what are you arguing with your daughter?"

Taking advantage of Meng's father turning his head, Meng Xi seized the opportunity and ran away.

On the second floor, Meng Zhao took a cup of coffee and leaned against the railing to watch the excitement.

The Meng family are all good-looking.Different from Meng Xi's bright and flamboyant, Meng Zhao is more like Mrs. Meng, with slender eyebrows and phoenix eyes, with a romantic attitude, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and full of bookishness, no one will doubt that she is a university professor when she goes out.

Meng Zhao shook his head at her: "Don't mess with my dad, I just found out that my blood pressure is high a while ago."

Meng Xi said: "I didn't recruit him first, I think he is more active in quarrels than I am."

Meng Zhao was about to say something else, but when he saw the record in her hand, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, and changed the subject: "Have you met Song Zhiyi recently?"

"?"

Meng Xi didn't understand what she meant by asking this, but when she heard the name, she subconsciously became alert: "Business cooperation, what?"

Meng Zhao looked at her with a half-smile, and waved his hands: "It's nothing, it's all right."

Meng Xi: "...inexplicable."

Meng Xi went back to her room and watched the record for a while.

On the cover, Song Zhiyi frowned, her long eyelashes drooping, like a silent butterfly, it dropped its wings on its perch, half covering the shining starlight.

...and she looks even better.

Meng Xi put away the record and received a video call from his friend Su Yuan.In the end, even her first sentence was Song Zhiyi.

Su Yuan said: "I heard that you poured Zhiyi all over the wine at the banquet a while ago?"

Meng Xi was speechless: "Who has such a long mouth? It's still talking about you. If you want to say it, can't you say something nice."

"You also know it doesn't sound good." Su Yuan said helplessly, "No one needs to tell, who hasn't heard of it now? It means that I was abroad, so I knew about it later."

Meng Xi: "...This group of people gossips all day long, so they just have nothing to do."

Su Yuan sighed lightly.

After the time difference, it was still early in the morning at Su Yuan's side, the morning light was brilliant, maybe the screen was shaking a little, she adjusted the position of the wheelchair.

The screen jittered twice, then stabilized again.

Changing to a place with better lighting, the complicated emotions in Su Yuan's eyes became more obvious.

She asked: "Hee Hee It's been so long, do you still mind that?"

Meng Xi stopped talking.

Su Yuan was full of bitterness: "Don't be like this... You know it was just an accident. I don't ask you to get closer, can't you be strangers?"

Meng Xi didn't want her to worry, and said, "Got it."

If you know it, you know it, but whether you follow it or not is another matter.

Meng Xi is not as tolerant as Su Yuan.

She can remember the festival with Song Zhiyi for the rest of her life.

She ended the call with Su Yuan and lay on the bed for a long time before getting up and turning on the computer to work.

Boss Meng is not so easy to be, and she just works in a different place on weekends - if she gives herself two days off, she will only pile up her work until Monday, which is even more suffocating.

The next day, Meng Xi had some leisure and planned to take the dog out for a walk.

Mrs. Meng made an appointment with a friend to take a flower arrangement class.The mother and daughter happened to meet in the hallway. Meng Xi looked at Mrs. Meng who was changing shoes while talking on the phone, and felt a little strange sense of déjà vu...

Where did you see this picture?

Meng Xi thought carefully.

It seemed to be...in that dream.

And it was in the second half of the dream, after Han Yuming started to deal with the Meng family...

Like brushing off the dust on the picture frame, the memory gradually becomes clearer because of the recollection.

In the dream, Mrs. Meng was also wearing a black knitted dress and a tea-colored shawl, happily going to the flower arrangement class, but there was an accident at the construction site on the way, and she got into a car accident...

Meng Xi's heart skipped a beat, and he grabbed Mrs. Meng and asked, "Mom, are you going to take classes in that flower arrangement club?"

"Yes. Xixi is also interested?"

"Yeah." Under Sprite's dazed and shocked eyes, Meng Xi casually tied it to the side, "I'll take you there."

Meng Xi accompanied Mrs. Meng to two classes, deliberately taking a long way back and forth.

After returning home, she checked the news, and it turned out that something happened at the construction site this afternoon... Fortunately, no one was injured.

It's a coincidence that one thing is the same, but what about the two?

Meng Xi read that piece of news several times, and the more he read it, the more he felt his world view was slowly shattering.

——Although the characters or the time are always wrong, the things in the dream did happen in reality.

Was that dream somewhat real?

Meng Xi couldn't believe it...but it was easy to verify this.

She remembered that in the dream, the red skirt failed to administer the drug, and she was soon retaliated by Song Zhiyi—the photo of the red skirt's aided sex was posted on the college forum, and everyone knew about it.

She lives under the contemptuous eyes of others every day. Under Song Zhiyi's intentional or unconscious instigation, she loses her mind, attacks Song Zhiyi with a knife in full view, and is finally ordered to drop out of school.

Meng Xi struggled to find out the name of the red skirt from memory——Ye Jiajia.

She seems to be a singer who has debuted for a few years.I couldn't find black material on the Internet, but there were a lot of praises. It seems that she recently appeared on a variety show, and the reviews were good, so the popularity was very high.

But Meng Xi didn't let go, she paid attention to Ye Jiajia for a while.

Sure enough, it didn't take long, when Ye Jiajia's popularity was at its peak, and there was a trending search almost every day, cheating, being adopted, a third party intervening in the marriage, pimping for the money owner... a lot of black material in a very short time The photos, videos, and call records were exposed in batches within a short period of time, and the photos, videos, and call records were all extremely clear and detailed, and there was no way to deny it. She was immediately thrown into the quagmire from the cloud, unable to turn over.

The public opinion was outraged, and the Internet was full of abuse and taunts. The title #抱护叶佳佳# was listed as the top trending topic for a long time.

Ye Jiajia didn't come out to speak out.

No matter how big things are, the heat will gradually subside after the wave passes.

Meng Xi guessed that her agency should have the idea of ​​temporarily disappearing, and then come out to apologize and carry out artist activities after the limelight passes.There are many such precedents, not least of which is Ye Jiajia.

But half a month later, Ye Jiajia reappeared in front of the public, and it was Song Zhiyi's live interview—she pretended to be a staff member, and when she approached Song Zhiyi, she suddenly took out a utility knife and rushed up!

Screams rang out.

When the incident happened, Meng Xi was sitting in front of the TV watching the program.

Obviously, the staff at the scene didn't expect this to happen, and the camera panicked, and the lens was dangling and out of focus.

In the chaos, Meng Xi saw Song Zhiyi who was being guarded by security guards.She looked calm, but pale, and clutched the assistant's arm tightly.

Among the group of people, her thin figure was extremely thin, and her snow-white and slender shoulders and neck were so fragile that they seemed to break if they were folded.

The TV station responded quickly and directly cut the program into an advertisement.

Meng Xi was staring at Song Zhiyi a second ago, but the screen suddenly jumped, and in the colorful background, the familiar female star was drinking milk with enjoyment all over her face.

She took a deep breath, put on her coat, grabbed the car keys and ran downstairs.