The top idol is not a substitute

The next day, when Yan Xuan woke up from her sleep, it was already bright outside.

His head was a little dizzy, and the phone was thrown by her somewhere, and it kept ringing.

Yan Xuan moved her body slightly, trying to follow the sound and reach out for the phone, but found that she was being imprisoned.

She lowered her head slightly, saw a pair of white hands, and finally woke up completely.

She and Song Xiangsi were lying on the same big bed.

Thinking of what she did last night, Yan Xuan's thoughts suddenly became clear.

"are you awake?"

Xu Shi noticed the movement of the person in his arms, and Song Xiangsi asked in a low voice.

The phone rings all the time, and no matter how drowsy I feel, it has dissipated.

Yan Xuan didn't pretend to be asleep anymore, and sat up from the bed, looking for the phone in the room with her eyes.

"Under the bed." Song Xiangsi reminded.

Yan Xuan listened carefully, and the voice really came from under the bed.

She just remembered that Zhou Heng called in the middle of the work last night, and she picked up the phone and threw it away.

The person who called seemed to be in a hurry, and no one answered the first time, so he called a second time.

The bell rang again in the room.

Yan Xuan was holding the corner of the quilt with her hands, last night's clothes fell on the ground in a mess, she paused for a while when she was about to lift her hands, and then she looked at Song Xiangsi.

I want her to avoid it.

But I didn't expect Song Xiangsi to seem to be wrong. I saw that she lifted the quilt directly, revealing her fair skin, straight and slender legs, stepping on the carpet with bare feet, walking from one side to the other, then leaned over and groped under the bed. one time.

After a few seconds, he got up and handed her the ringing mobile phone in his hand.

The moment Song Xiangsi stood up, Yan Xuan suddenly averted her eyes and avoided making eye contact with her.

He answered the call before seeing the caller's name clearly.

Just after feeding, I heard a questioning voice from the opposite side:

"Sister, your sister, I have been waiting for you in the restaurant for half an hour."

In the morning, after Yan Ruyu sent a message to Yan Xuan, she went to the restaurant ahead of time because she was worried about getting lost and delaying time.

Unexpectedly, half an hour had passed, and 10 minutes had passed since their appointment, and she hadn't seen Yan Xuan yet.

Only then did Yan Xuan check the time. It was 10:[-], and she was already [-] minutes late.

"I'm delayed by something, you wait for half an hour, I'll be right there." Yan Xuan said.

Yan Ruyu: "What's the matter?"

Yan Xuan: "I had some wine last night."

Song Xiangsi on the side had already returned to the bed and was lying down. When she heard her answer, she looked up at her, and then buried her head in the bed.

"Why are you drinking? Are you uncomfortable? How are you doing now? Would you like to have a good rest first, and make an appointment tomorrow..."

Before Yan Ruyu finished speaking, she heard a roar: "Get out."

Yan Ruyu who was asking gently: "?"

Yan Xuan gritted her teeth, looked at the bulging quilt due to leaning over her, and hurriedly said to Yan Ruyu: "There is a handicraft shop next to it, you can go shopping, wait for me for a while, come right away."

After saying this, Yan Xuan hung up the phone.

"Song Xiangsi."

The person in the bed paused for a moment, and then slowly emerged from inside.

"I'm here."

Yan Xuan: "..."

Song Xiangsi withdrew his hand slowly, then got up, knelt in front of her, and looked at her.

The quilt fell, revealing her snow-white skin.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is □□relatively.

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Yan Xuan came back to her senses and remembered what she wanted to say just now, and said, "Get out."

Song Xiangsi didn't move, but her eyes suddenly turned red, looking a little aggrieved.

Yan Xuan: "?"

"Why are you wronged? What are you doing when I'm on the phone?"

Yan Xuan didn't understand what right she had to be wronged.

She was on the phone with someone else, but Song Xiangsi was fine, groping her sensitive parts there.

Song Xiangsi pursed her lips, her eyes turned redder, and she asked, "Are you leaving?"

It turned out that he heard her call just now.

But does it have anything to do with Song Xiangsi whether she leaves or not?

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Don't tell her that the behavior just now was to keep her.

It is too absurd.

Song Xiangsi shook her head and said, "Sorry."

Only then did Yan Xuan realize that Song Xiangsi's eyes were dark blue, and the dark circles under her eyes looked like she hadn't slept all night.

"Yan Xuan," Song Xiangsi saw her lower her head to look at her phone, and asked, "Who is the little fairy sister?"

Yan Xuan paused her hands just after sending a text message to Yuan Yuan, but she didn't expect Song Xiangsi to ask so directly.

After a while, she replied: "The person I like."

The corners of Song Xiangsi's mouth froze suddenly, and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say before..."

Yan Xuan knew what she was going to say, and said, "Who stipulates that you can only like one person in a lifetime?"

Song Xiangsi pursed her lips, at least she knew Ji Yao's name, and she could learn something, but she didn't know anything about this person she called Little Fairy Sister, and she didn't even have a place to know it.

"Who is she?" Song Xiangsi still asked the question.

"It has nothing to do with you," Yan Xuan said casually, "Anyway, I'm not like you, I can do two things at once."

These words made Song Xiangsi speechless.

"No one likes you." Yan Xuan put away her phone, lifted the quilt, and prepared to go to the bathroom.

"Then what are we here for?"

A faint murmur came from behind.

Yan Xuan paused for a moment, and then said calmly: "Drunken sex, one-night stand, whatever you think."

After that, regardless of Song Xiangsi's reaction, she went into the bathroom and locked the door.

After a long time, Song Xiangsi's voice sounded again in the room: "I just don't ask."

Feeling aggrieved and sad, Song Xiangsi's voice sounded muffled.

Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Song Xiangsi recovered from her distraction, took a bathrobe and put it on, then walked to the door and looked at the person coming through the cat's eyes.

Song Xiangsi opened the door only after seeing Yuan Yuan standing outside the door carrying the bag.

Yuan Yuan froze for a moment, then looked at the house number, it was 403, that's right.

Why is Song Xiangsi the one who came out to open the door?

Could it be that the clothes that Yan Xuan asked her to take were for Song Xiangsi?

So full of doubts that when Song Xiangsi took the paper bag, Yuan Yuan didn't let go.

She took out her mobile phone and called Yan Xuan to confirm.

The moment she dialed the phone, a crisp and pleasant ringtone came from room 403.

Yuan Yuan blinked: "?"

He gave Song Xiangsi the clothes in his hand in a daze.

It wasn't until the door closed that Yuan Yuan came back to her senses, four words flashed in her mind.

Big things are bad.

When Song Xiangsi brought in the paper bag, Yan Xuan just came out of the bathroom.

"Your assistant just came and brought you something."

Yan Xuan's hand wiping her hair paused for a moment, she didn't expect Yuan Yuan to be delivered so soon, she just oh, and then dried her hair with a hair dryer.

Then he walked over and took out the clothes from the paper bag.

But when he saw the style of the clothes, he frowned.

There is no difference between the two sets of clothes except for the color.

At first glance, it looks like a couple outfit.

It's getting late now, and she still has to go to the appointment.

Yan Xuan took out one of the chiffon skirts and threw it to Song Xiangsi.

Then he went into the bathroom with clean clothes.

Song Xiangsi looked down at the chiffon skirt in her hand, and the underwear in the paper bag.

After realizing it, it was Yan Xuan who asked Yuan Yuan to bring her a copy.

My heart couldn't help but warm up a little.

But after a while, he remembered what Yan Xuan said just now, his smile froze, and he only looked down at the skirt in his hand.

After a few minutes, Yan Xuan came out of the bathroom after changing her clothes.

Song Xiangsi was about to speak, but Yan Xuan picked up the phone on the sofa and went out.

As if she didn't exist at all.

Song Xiangsi knew that Yan Xuan would not come back, and she didn't even know whether Yan Xuan would talk to her in the days to come, her heart felt a little bitter.

It was already half an hour later when Yan Xuan arrived at the appointed restaurant.

Yan Ruyu had just bought a bunch of figurines and was looking at them carefully on the dining table. When she saw her coming in, she hurriedly hid the figurines.

When she sat down, she coughed lightly and said, "You have been late for so long, and I punish you for buying me a handicraft."

Yan Xuan nodded: "Okay."

Knowing that she had drunk last night, Yan Ruyu didn't intentionally make things difficult for her, so she asked the waiter to bring the food.

Seeing the silence in the atmosphere, Yan Ruyu asked curiously: "Why did you hang up the phone in such a hurry just now? Who did you say get out of here?"

Yan Xuan just poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Yan Ruyu, remembering what happened just now, she remained silent.

Yan Ruyu has known her for so many years, so of course she knows what her expression at this moment represents.

This is not sure what to say?

"I'm your sister, what can't you tell me?"

Yan Ruyu took a bite of the pre-dinner cake that the waiter had just brought up, and said seriously.

Yan Xuan glanced at her, her eyes struggling.

Yan Ruyu looked up at her, saw her struggle, and when she lowered her head to take a bite, she paused, then raised her head again, and said in disbelief, "It can't be Song Xiangsi, right?"

Yan Xuan's silence and non-refutation confirmed Yan Ruyu's thoughts.

"Are you reconciled?"

Yan Xuan shook her head.

Yan Ruyu put down the cake in her hand, thought for a few seconds and asked, "Is that flirting?"

Yan Xuan shook her head again.

This made Yan Ruyu a little confused, and then she remembered that she hadn't asked where Yan Xuan was just now.

"Where were you with her just now?"

Yan Xuan looked at her, hesitated to speak.

The tacit understanding from childhood to adulthood made Yan Ruyu understand her meaning from her hesitant eyes, she couldn't help sitting up straight, and whispered: "You were together last night?"

"Could it be something after drinking?"

Yan Ruyu really knew Yan Xuan too well, and the expression on her face at this moment made her unable to stop thinking about it.

Sure enough, Yan Xuan still didn't answer or refute.

Prove that what she just said is right.

Yan Ruyu was a little shocked and couldn't believe it, and asked her hesitantly: "Do you still like her?"

The person who had been silent before suddenly spoke up when he heard this question: "A lot of things have happened recently, which made me make some bad decisions."

Yan Ruyu realized that Yan Xuan was changing the subject.

It's because I don't want to lie, and it seems that I can't say it and admit it.

Yan Ruyu didn't ask any further questions, as if she was waiting for her next sentence.

Yan Xuan lowered her eyes and said softly: "I feel disgusted, why would I like someone who hurt me? I can't forgive her, nor can I forgive myself."

Yan Ruyu sensed Yan Xuan's mood swings, and knew that she must be suffering at the moment, so she comforted her:

"Xuanxuan, you're not disgusting, it's just that emotional matters are hard to control, it's not your problem."

"Although I don't know what you think is a bad decision, I think the most important thing is that you can be happy." Yan Ruyu suddenly became serious, "You are right, so there is no forgiveness at all. As for Song Xiangsi, although I also I hate that she hurt you, but I hope you make a decision that makes you happy."

Ever since she was a child, Yan Ruyu has loved her sister Yan Xuan very much. She is obviously the best child in their family, but Yan Ruyu always feels that she is unhappy.

Later, after learning about Yan Xuan's life experience, Yan Ruyu felt distressed, and realized that Yan Xuan's maturity beyond her peers was exchanged for her childhood experiences.

It wasn't until Yan Xuan introduced Song Xiangsi to her that Yan Ruyu saw in her the bright and cheerful personality that belonged to her peers.

"Xuanxuan, you are not wrong, if you don't want to forgive her, you won't forgive her." Yan Ruyu paused, "But don't make things difficult for her."

Yan Xuan raised her eyes to meet Yan Ruyu's, with distress and concern inside.

She remembered that in high school, many classmates liked to chat and talk during evening self-study time, and she once envied her briefly.

But she never told anyone.

Only Yan Ruyu would pester her every once in a while to ask if she had anything to say to her.

At that time, she only thought that her birthday was approaching, and Yan Ruyu wanted a birthday present.

It was only later that I found out that Yan Ruyu was watching her unhappy during that time, so she tried her best to listen to her talk.

Time seems to go back to high school.

This time, she decided to listen to Yan Ruyu.

"Sister, what should I do?"