The top idol is not a substitute

In the living room, there are piles of things that Yuan Yuan moved from Nanyang Yulou, most of which are clothing, cosmetics and books.

After tidying up the items, it was getting late, so Yuan Yuan left.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Yan Xuan looked around the living room, her gaze stayed on the bookshelf, she took a storybook from it and put it on the coffee table, she poured a cup of coffee from the coffee machine, and sat on the sofa with the coffee in her hand.

Open the storybook and flip through it.

After a while, a mobile phone rang suddenly in the living room.

It was Yan Ruyu calling.

In the past few days, Yan Ruyu has always called her from time to time and sent her messages every day. Even knowing that she has set up an automatic reply, she can still chat with the automatic reply.

But Yan Xuan knew that Yan Ruyu cared about her, so she patiently listened to her nagging.

"I'm going back to Yuncheng tomorrow, you send me an address, and I'll go directly to your house to play."

Yan Xuan shared the address with her without even thinking about it. After sending it, she paused and asked her:

"Why don't you go home first?"

"If you don't reply, if you don't tell me and I don't tell you, my mother won't know."

Yan Xuan was not easy to persuade, so she didn't say any more.

"If you have something on your mind, you must tell your sister, don't hold it in your heart..."

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Yan Xuan listened patiently to her ramblings, occasionally answering a sentence or two.

After finally hanging up the phone, before she put down the phone, the call came again.

Yan Xuan subconsciously thought that it was Yan Ruyu calling again, and when she got through the call, she was about to ask if there was anything else, when she heard a familiar voice.

"Yan Xuan."

Yan Xuan glanced at the phone screen and found that the caller was from an unfamiliar number. If she heard correctly, it should be Jiang Wei, Song Xiangsi's manager.

"I'm Song Xiangsi's manager."

Yan Xuan didn't want to talk to her anymore and was about to hang up the phone, when she heard her say:

"Song Xiangsi has a high fever and has been looking for you everywhere with nonsense."

After finishing speaking, she moved the receiver closer to Song Xiangsi, so that Yan Xuan could clearly hear Song Xiangsi's indistinct murmur.

She said "I'm sorry" over and over and murmured her name over and over again.

It was strange that she, who used to be soft-hearted when she apologized, was indifferent at this moment.

In the end, he just smiled lightly and said something cool:

"do you died?"

"When I die, I will consider offering my condolences."

Jiang Wei looked at the phone that had been hung up in his hand, unable to recover for a long time.

It was Yan Xuan who used to rely on Song Xiangsi in every possible way, the Yan Xuan who used to be reluctant to say a serious word to Song Xiangsi.

In the past two years, Jiang Wei has eaten too much dog food for the two of them. Like most CP fans, Jiang Wei also hopes that the two of them can go on for a long time.

I never thought that one day the relationship between the two would become like this.

--do you died?

——I will consider offering my condolences when I die.

The voice was cold, without any fluctuations.

Jiang Wei looked at Song Xiangsi who was lying on the bed with a high fever and talking nonsense.

Sighed.

What exactly did Song Xiangsi do to Yan Xuan, so that she would hate Song Xiangsi so much, regardless of the slightest bit of affection.

In the early morning, when the dawn was about to break in the sky, Song Xiangsi woke up slowly.

Looking out the window for a long time.

It's been a long time since Jiang Wei entered the room and still hasn't recovered.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Wei put the medicine on Song Xiangsi's pillow cabinet and said, "You had a high fever last night."

Song Xiangsi hummed, "Did anyone come here last night?"

His voice was hoarse and low, but there seemed to be a faint expectation.

"Your doctor friend came to help you see a disease, and he just left not long ago."

Jiang Wei thought of Yan Xuan's words again, but she also knew what Song Xiangsi was expecting, so she answered a little stiffly.

"Miss Wei, I'm sorry to trouble you." Song Xiangsi got up slightly, and took the medicine from Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei looked at Song Xiangsi who was swallowing the medicine, feeling distressed in her heart.

Why bother.

Jiang Wei and Song Xiangsi have known each other for almost eight years, when did they see her like this.

"Miss Wei," Song Xiangsi swallowed the medicine, the corners of her lips twitched slightly, "I dreamed of Xiaoxuan."

Jiang Wei paused for a moment, but did not answer.

Song Xiangsi turned her head slightly, pointed in the direction of the window, and said softly, "She just stood there looking at me."

Jiang Wei sighed and moved closer to comfort her.

"She said," the originally raised corners of her lips also slowly straightened, and she lowered her head slowly, "She doesn't want me anymore."

Jiang Wei paused, her words of comfort stuck in her throat.

"Xiangsi, you were too sick last night, that's why you had nightmares, you'll be fine when you recover."

Jiang Wei looked at Song Xiangsi who was drooping and depressed, and didn't know how to comfort her.

He even dared not tell Song Xiangsi that she called Yan Xuan last night.

I was afraid that she would ask about the content of the call.

"Your friend said that you had a sudden high fever because of the rain and stagnation in your heart. These days, don't touch cold water, and try not to go out as much as possible to recover from your illness."

Jiang Wei didn't dare to say, how afraid she was that Song Xiangsi would turn into a fool last night, talking nonsense all night, apologizing and crying at the same time, it made people feel distressed.

Jiang Wei also knew that Song Xiangsi was at fault, although she didn't know exactly what she did wrong, but she always had no reason to blame Yan Xuan.

"No matter what, you should take good care of your body." Seeing that she was silent, Jiang Wei added, "Yan Xuan won't like you ruining her body like this."

When Song Xiangsi heard Yan Xuan's name, Song Xiangsi's mood fluctuated a bit. In the past, Yan Xuan always told her to wear more clothes and not catch cold except when necessary, otherwise she would feel distressed.

But, it seems not now.

"It was an accident." After a while, Song Xiangsi seemed to come back to his senses, feeling better, and thanked in a low voice, "I see, thank you."

When Jiang Wei closed the door for her before leaving, she turned her head and glanced at Song Xiangsi.

See her staring blankly at the direction of the window.

Jiang Wei also felt a little uncomfortable, and reminded her pretending not to see: "I made porridge for you, get up and drink it when you feel better, rest at home these two days, and talk about work later, no urgent."

"it is good."

After the door slammed softly, the room fell into silence.

Song Xiangsi took the phone from the pillow, clicked into the address book, and dialed the number that she knew she couldn't get through.

I heard a mechanically cold female voice from the opposite side: "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently on the phone..."

It wasn't until the mechanical sound disappeared that Song Xiangsi clicked on WeChat and looked at the previous chat records between the two.

A page is full of voice dialogue.

Song Xiangsi clicked on it.

"Song Song Song Song, tomorrow I want to eat lotus seed soup for breakfast, boiled chicken for lunch, and for dinner... I can only eat fruit meal."

"Song Song, the scenery here in Miancheng is beautiful, let's travel when we have time."

"Song Song, winter is coming, shouldn't we buy new couple outfits?"

Song Song... Song Song...

After listening to the voices, every time Yan Xuan called her name, her voice was always rising, and she would share with her the first time when she encountered something novel or liked.

Song Xiangsi closed her eyes slightly, and could even imagine Yan Xuan's cheerful appearance when she called her name.

How to do.

What can I do to make you forgive me.

Song Xiangsi raised her eyes and looked out of the window which was already brightly lit.

I realized that I couldn't go on like this.

This is what she deserves.

It's all her fault.

However, she couldn't just lose her like this.

The thoughts gradually became clear.

Even though it is still painful, it is not lost.

In the morning, Yan Xuan was woken up by the doorbell.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yan Ruyu dragging a suitcase.

"I'm hungry and want to eat." Yan Ruyu dragged the suitcase, passed Yan Xuan directly and entered the door.

Yan Xuan closed the door. She was in a bad mood just after waking up, but she still patiently asked her what she wanted to eat. After asking, she went to the kitchen and reminded her:

"There is food in the snack cabinet, if you can't wait, you can eat it first."

Yan Ruyu nodded, rummaged in the snack cabinet without any politeness, took a bag of potato chips and walked to the kitchen.

Leaning against the edge of the door, she looked at Yan Xuan who was about to add water to the pot.

Yan Ruyu more than ten years ago never thought that one day Yan Xuan would cook for her.

At first, the relationship between the two was bad.

Yan Xuan lives in Yan Ruyu's mother's mouth.

"Look at that kid from Yan Er's family, he got the first grade again, what about you?"

Yan Ruyu had heard too many such words.

To her, Yan Xuan is someone else's child.

So at the beginning, her attitude towards Yan Xuan was very bad, and Yan Xuan was also very indifferent to her.

Later, even though she offered to make peace many times, Yan Xuan still ignored her, aroused her desire to win, and did many surprising things.

To say that compared to stalking, she has only conceded to Ji Yao.

As soon as Yan Xuan took out the noodles and was about to put them in the pot, she saw Yan Ruyu leaning against the edge of the door and giggling.

"what are you laughing at?"

Yan Ruyu restrained her smile, crushed the potato chips in her mouth, and asked Yan Xuan solemnly:

"Am I the best sister for you?"

In order to ensure the uniqueness of the answer, Yan Ruyu also deliberately added the qualifier "sister".

Yan Xuan thought for a while, and replied, "It's sort of."

Yan Ruyu frowned: "What do you mean?"

She should add a sister as a qualifier.

I don't know if she didn't hear her clearly, but Yan Xuan didn't answer, but just dumped the noodles.

Yan Ruyu didn't bother with this question, but asked again: "Do you still remember Ji Yao?"

Yan Xuan hummed.

"I saw her in Linshi a few days ago," Yan Ruyu said again, "but I didn't talk to her, she seems to be very busy."

Yan Xuan was seasoning, and her fingertips paused when she heard this.

"I haven't seen her for several years," Yan Ruyu thought of her former friends, so she inevitably talked too much.

"Have you seen her before?" Yan Xuan was puzzled.

"Four years ago, I met you once at the gate of Yunda University." Yan Ruyu thought for a while. "At that time, you were preparing for the competition. I couldn't contact you. I forgot to tell you later."

Yan Ruyu didn't hear Yan Xuan's answer, so she asked again: "When was the last time you saw her?"

"The day of the college entrance examination." Yan Xuan scooped up the noodles and answered.

Yan Ruyu choked for a moment, the day of the college entrance examination...

If I remember correctly, Ji Yao sent Yan Xuan a bouquet of flowers that day to cheer her up for the college entrance examination.

That was almost five or six years ago.

We are all friends after all, so it is a bit unkind to go abroad to study without saying a word.

Thinking of this, Yan Ruyu didn't continue this topic.

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