The top idol is not a substitute

"I'm resting." Yan Xuan's voice came from inside the house.

Yuan Yuan had no choice but to leave.

Before leaving, she sent a message to Yan Xuan, telling her to call her when she was hungry.

Yan Xuan read the news in silence.

Just when she was about to turn off the phone, she thought of Song Xiangsi.

Then he opened the address book and found Song Xiangsi's name.

Called without thinking.

According to Cheng Chen, Song Xiangsi might not be asleep at this moment.

But at this moment, Yan Xuan hoped that the call would not be connected.

In this way, maybe she has reason to think that Cheng Chen's words are false.

Because she hoped it was fake.

However, her wish did not come true.

As soon as the receiver rang twice, the call was connected.

"Xiaoxuan?"

The voice on the other end was a little uncertain, and there was even a bit of undetectable joy.

"Song Xiangsi."

In a trance, Yan Xuan called her, but did not say the next sentence for a long time.

Because she didn't know why she made this call.

Maybe he wanted to confirm Cheng Chen's words, or maybe he just wanted to hear her voice.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Song Xiangsi put aside the freshly poured warm water, and put aside the sleep aid medicine in his hand.

Then he walked to the sofa, sat down and asked softly.

"You open the window and look at the sky."

Song Xiangsi was slightly taken aback, then opened the curtains of the French windows, and saw the full moon among the tall buildings.

She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, raised her head slightly, and said softly, "I saw a full moon."

"Well," Yan Xuan said again in a warm voice, "the moon is very round tonight."

Song Xiangsi was slightly distracted by this sentence, and then shook her head, but it was just a chat for the occasion.

After Song Xiangsi echoed Wan Yanxuan, the two fell into a brief silence.

It was only then that Yan Xuan realized that she and Song Xiangsi had grown to such an extent when she was not paying attention.

Or maybe it's not the birth, but the hesitation.

Hesitating what to ask and what not to ask, hesitating what kind of mood and expression she is.

"Song Xiangsi, are you sleepy?"

Just when Song Xiangsi was about to speak, she heard Yan Xuan's question first.

Why did she make this call in the middle of the night, and why did she sound like she was in a bad mood? Was there something that made her unhappy.

"a bit sleepy."

Before Song Xiangsi could reply, she heard Yan Xuan's next sentence:

"Then I'll put you to sleep."

Although Yan Xuan's behavior made her a little confused, but at the same time she was puzzled, but it didn't hinder her happiness.

Song Xiangsi said hello, then went into the bedroom and covered her with a quilt.

"I'll tell you the story of the bunny bride."

"Rabbit bride?"

"Well, what happened?"

"The name sounds familiar."

"Have you heard the story in a fairy tale book? Then I will tell you something else."

"No, just this."

Yan Xuan's voice was calm and gentle.

Song Xiangsi's already sober mind became more sober at this moment, she was listening carefully to Yan Xuan's voice.

Reluctant and cherish.

Because she didn't know the reason for Yan Xuan's sudden tenderness, and she was also afraid that this would be the last time.

After listening to two stories in a row, Song Xiangsi looked at the time and it was already two o'clock in the morning.

She knew that even if she didn't want to sleep, she couldn't let Yan Xuan stay with her any longer.

So, when Yan Xuan asked next time, Song Xiangsi didn't answer and pretended to be asleep.

After calling her twice, Yan Xuan fell silent.

After a long time, a beeping busy tone came from the receiver.

Song Xiangsi looked at the three words "hang up" on the phone, and looked up at the ceiling.

I feel a little joy.

At the same time, I was a little dazed.

The next morning, when Song Xiangsi went to the lounge, only Yan Xuan was there.

As soon as Song Xiangsi entered, she met Yan Xuan's eyes.

Before Song Xiangsi could speak, Yan Xuan pursed her lips and smiled: "Good morning."

"Good morning." Song Xiangsi replied happily.

This scene proved that what happened last night was not a dream.

"Let's have lunch together." Yan Xuan smiled.

Song Xiangsi froze for a moment, she didn't eat much at noon, but the person who invited her was Yan Xuan.

"it is good."

"Come on, go to the training room and see if they improve while I'm away."

Yan Xuan got up and walked to the door.

Song Xiangsi was slightly taken aback, then followed.

The phone call last night made Song Xiangsi think that Yan Xuan was in a bad mood, but today Yan Xuan acted very happy.

Otherwise, how could he explain that he suddenly invited her to have lunch together.

But after a while, Song Xiangsi smiled self-deprecatingly.

She forgot that besides being happy, she would also be invited to dinner when she wanted to take revenge on her.

However, no matter what, she was happy with it.

At noon, Yan Xuan was looking at Song Xiangsi from the corner of her eye while eating.

Although she tried her best to hide it, judging from the fact that only a small piece of rice had collapsed in her bowl after half an hour, it was indeed as Cheng Chen said.

In an instant, Yan Xuan lost her appetite.

Song Xiangsi raised her head, met her eyes, and subconsciously said, "Sorry, I..."

"No appetite?" Yan Xuan asked, "Do you want some candy?"

Song Xiangsi was puzzled: "Did you bring candy?"

Yan Xuan shook her head: "No."

Then I heard her calling for a waiter.

Only then did Song Xiangsi know what she was going to do.

When she saw Yan Xuan took the candy from the waiter and handed it to her, Song Xiangsi was still in a daze.

This feeling gave her a sense of unreality.

"Eat, hawthorn candy is appetizing." Seeing her in a daze, Yan Xuan urged.

"Okay." Song Xiangsi bent her lips and ate the candy without the nausea as imagined, only a sour and sweet taste filled her mouth.

Same mood as her.

But when she was free, Song Xiangsi would feel uneasy again.

You will feel that Yan Xuan's behavior is like saying goodbye.

Thinking that the show will end in a few days, it is not impossible.

After lunch, the two walked on the path back.

There was a distance of ten centimeters between the two, which was just right.

In fact, after calming down and thinking about it again, in fact, Yan Xuan didn't get close to her, but her attitude towards her was gentle.

As for last night's behavior...

Although Song Xiangsi didn't want to understand the reason, but she thought, it couldn't be because of other feelings.

But she dared not ask.

Soon, the two walked out of the room in silence.

Before leaving, Yan Xuan asked her with a smile: "Where are we going to eat in the afternoon?"

Song Xiangsi froze for a moment, then the corners of her lips raised slightly: "Where do you want to eat?"

"Then go eat pasta, I haven't eaten in a long time."

"it is good."

Yan Xuan's behavior is abnormal, but she likes this abnormality.

After returning to the room, Yan Xuan thought carefully about Song Xiangsi's behavior just now.

Obviously very curious, but dare not ask.

Cheng Chen might be wrong.

She couldn't save Song Xiangsi.

Because, even when she was in Song Xiangsi, she didn't move an extra bite of food.

She saw the repulsive but controlled expression on Song Xiangsi's face.

It was her inner struggle.

Or as she said, Song Xiangsi has a heart disease.

She knew that most of this heart disease was hers.

but.

It is difficult to reunite after a broken mirror, some likes are not able to overcome those injuries, and in the end they just repeat the same mistakes and bring deeper injuries.

Compared to Song Xiangsi, Yan Xuan at this moment can't forgive herself even more.

For three days in a row, Song Xiangsi received invitations from Yan Xuan to dine together.

However, the initial surprise has gradually disappeared.

Because, she sensed that Yan Xuan had something on her mind.

Rather than saying that Yan Xuan is eating with her, it is better to say that Yan Xuan is observing her.

"After the finals tomorrow, let's have dinner together."

These days, her expression has gradually changed from tenderness to indifference, and now when she said this to her, there was no trace of the previous tenderness on her face.

Song Xiangsi seemed to understand something, tried her best to bend her lips, trying to refuse: "I have an appointment tomorrow night."

"I'm waiting for you."

"Can you tell me what's the matter?"

Yan Xuan was silent and said after a while, "If you want to listen now, you can."

The knife and fork slipped from his hands, Song Xiangsi panicked, and said, "Tomorrow, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Hear the panic in her voice.

Yan Xuan looked away, not daring to look at her.

She thought, if you don't know what a heart disease is, then there is nothing wrong with cutting it off from the source.

The source of everything is because Song Xiangsi still likes her.

In the past, she always felt that Song Xiangsi was hypocritical and sentimental.

At this moment, she hoped that what she thought before was true.

In this way, Song Xiangsi might be able to live a happier life.

Some people are anxiously looking forward to the end of the finals, while others are afraid of the end.

When the ribbons fluttered all over the stage, the group song sounded, and the nine members made their debut as a group holding flowers.

Yan Xuan was in a daze.

This time, it wasn't because of thinking about my previous self.

Instead, I thought about what to do next.

After the show ended, Yan Xuan drove to the restaurant where she had an appointment with Song Xiangsi.

The place where the two used to go often when they were still together.

And there is a separate box, hidden and safe.

Less than 10 minutes after Yan Xuan arrived, Song Xiangsi also arrived.

The show is over, and the game between them should also be over.

Song Xiangsi had guessed what Yan Xuan would say next.

"Let's eat first." Yan Xuan said.

This was the longest and most tasteless meal Song Xiangsi had.

The dishes on the table were all her favorites in the past, and Yan Xuan ordered them for her.

But at this moment, she just felt that the food was tasteless.

After a long time, until the two stopped chopsticks.

"Song Xiangsi," Yan Xuan raised her eyes and met her eyes, "Let's break up."

Initially the game starts.

Now when it's over, say goodbye to her.

Perhaps, she should be thankful that she was talking about breaking up, not game over.

At least at this moment, she can think that Yan Xuan has also paid attention to it.

"Can we not tell?"

Knowing the answer clearly, Song Xiangsi still couldn't help harboring the slightest hope.

Looking forward to Yan Xuan's soft heart.

Yan Xuan looked away, shook her head, and said firmly, "No."

"Then what are these days? Charity?" Song Xiangsi's eyes were sour, knowing that it was abnormal, but she cherished it like honey.

"The last revenge," Yan Xuan's voice was flat, "It gave hope and crushed it."

Song Xiangsi raised her eyes and pursed her lips.

"I forgive you," Yan Xuan smiled at her, her voice raised, "so don't have any more psychological pressure in the future, and the family that adopted me before also apologized to me, and I reconciled."

"I hope you do too."

Obviously Yan Xuan was smiling, it was her long-lost bright smile.

But she felt sad.

"Can't we start over?" Song Xiangsi's voice was very weak, hiding an uncontrollable trembling.

Yan Xuan couldn't bear the sourness in her heart, but she still shook her head: "There is no way to start over."

The months of hurting each other will only be remembered over and over again in the days to come.

There is no turning back.

Song Xiangsi looked at her and asked in a low voice, "Don't you like her at all?"

Yan Xuan wanted to answer firmly in the negative, but when she touched her reddish eye sockets, she couldn't speak.

"It's not important anymore," Yan Xuan smiled and said softly, "It's hard to reunite after a broken mirror. We've hurt each other like this. How can we start over?"

Yan Xuan was trying to persuade Song Xiangsi, so why not persuade her.

The more she loves her in the future, the more she will think of the torture and revenge against her.

Now this pain, she has felt.

Come to think of it, Song Xiangsi was tortured by this kind of emotion repeatedly during this period of time.

Not only tormented by her revenge, but also by her own emotions.

How painful she must be.

The status quo of mutual torture, it is time to end.

"I don't care," Song Xiangsi almost blurted out, "It's all my fault, you didn't hurt me, and even gave me the sweet dreams of these few months."

For her, at least a few more months to stay by Yan Xuan's side to redeem her sins.

Song Xiangsi wanted to keep Yan Xuan wholeheartedly, but she didn't expect that because of her words, Yan Xuan's heart to refuse would be stronger.

The almost morbid psychology of atonement allowed Song Xiangsi to keep her regardless of her dignity and feelings.

useless.

Staying by her side will only make her worry more about gains and losses, and try her best to atone for her sins.

Song Xiangsi fell ill.

"Song Xiangsi, do you know? You are sick," Yan Xuan told her patiently, "After seeing the doctor, you will know how hateful I am. I used your guilt to revenge you and hurt you. You are just sick. , so I don’t think it matters, but it really doesn’t.”

"You, Song Xiangsi, were born proud, so you should be admired and admired by others, instead of being humble like you are now."

Suddenly, Song Xiangsi understood something.

"Did Cheng Chen tell you something?"

She understands that this time is her last chance.

After leaving this door, she could no longer keep Yan Xuan.

This time it will only be more decisive than before.

"Don't believe what she said, okay? I'm really not sick, and I can handle it myself, so don't leave me." Song Xiangsi panicked and grabbed Yan Xuan's hand.

Yan Xuan didn't shake off, but lost her mind for a moment because of the more obvious thinness between her finger bones.

"I really don't care, and I don't think you are hurting me. Karma and reincarnation are the principles of the world. I'm just accepting my fruit."

"Is it possible that as long as these things are completely forgotten, we can start over."

"Song Song—"

Yan Xuan's gaze slowly shifted from her finger bones to her face, and finally interrupted her words.

But when her words fell, Song Xiangsi shed a tear.

Yan Xuan once again understood that she hadn't confronted Song Xiangsi about the reason for breaking up.

She is afraid of soft heart.

In addition to the shock and nausea at that moment, she was afraid that Song Xiangsi would try to persuade her to stay, and in the end she would forgive regardless of principle, and she was also afraid that Song Xiangsi would not care.

So I gave myself time to accept and convince myself.

"Promise me, don't blame the people around you, go to the doctor, listen to the doctor, eat well, and take good care of yourself."

She called out the long-lost Song Song, how could she not listen to her.

Song Xiangsi hummed sullenly.

Yan Xuan broke free from her hand, got up from her seat, paused, and said softly: "For the sake of both parties, don't meet again in the future."

Before Song Xiangsi could reply, Yan Xuan left.

Long after Yan Xuan left, Song Xiangsi was still sitting there.

I just feel that everything happened so fast like a dream.

It seems that as long as she doesn't leave here, Yan Xuan will still be there.

Even just listening to her indifferent mocking voice.

I don't want to listen to her gently comforting, forgive her.

she knows.

Yan Xuan's forgiveness is true.

See you no more is also true.

It's over between them.