The top idol is not a substitute

Yun Chuan was not close to Nanyang Yulou, and it was already dark when Song Xiangsi returned home.

The living room was quiet with no lights on.

Song Xiangsi thought Yan Xuan was not there, but when she turned on the light, she was found sitting on the sofa.

When she met her eyes, she was taken aback by surprise, and then sighed, taking off her coat, and asked, "Why don't you turn on the light?"

After Song Xiangsi changed her shoes, she still hadn't heard her answer.

Turning around, she saw Yan Xuan staring at her.

"what happened?"

"You returned to Yunchuan?" Yan Xuan asked back, ignoring her words.

"Well," Song Xiangsi hesitated for a few seconds, but still asked, "How do you know?"

"Oh, you've been photographed, the entertainment news has been pushed."

Only then did Song Xiangsi realize that Yan Xuan seemed to be in a bad mood. In the past, when she came back, Yan Xuan would always call her Song Song.

"The person with you is the old classmate you said?"

"……Um."

"what happened to you?"

Song Xiangsi walked to the sofa and sat down, just reached out to hold Yan Xuan's hand, but she avoided it.

"Show me your phone."

This was the first time Yan Xuan took the initiative to look at her phone, Song Xiangsi was taken aback for a moment, but obediently handed her the phone to her.

Yan Xuan unlocked it in front of her, hesitated for a few seconds, and then handed her her mobile phone: "Fair exchange."

"..."

"Swap for what?"

"See if there are any special codes for others in my mobile phone."

Yan Xuan lowered her head and unlocked the phone in front of Song Xiangsi.

"Xiaoxuan..."

"You deleted it?"

"what?"

"The old classmate whose note was a this morning."

Yan Xuan didn't look at anything else, and returned the phone to Song Xiangsi.

Yan Xuan is not stupid, it's just because of trust that she never thought of anything else.

But Song Xiangsi's mood was not very good these two days, she could see it.

The two of them have been in this state of getting along these days, so the problem should not lie in their relationship.

That's everyone else.

Last night's hangover, this morning's panic.

Her intuition told her that Song Xiangsi had something to hide from her.

"There was a little conflict, and then I deleted it." Song Xiangsi knew that the reason why Yan Xuan asked this suddenly must be something she discovered, and after thinking about it, she added, "The note is actually nothing special. of."

"Oh, I just typed it casually."

The casually typed notes have been saved for more than a year.

Yan Xuan thought for a long time before suddenly remembering that she had seen this note before.

A year ago, Song Xiangsi was standing on the balcony and making a phone call. She accidentally saw the note displayed on the phone screen.

That's the note.

"Xiaoxuan, what's wrong with you?" Song Xiangsi touched her again but was still avoided.

Yan Xuan was full of anger and didn't understand whether Song Xiangsi's words were true or not. Logically speaking, she should trust her.

After all, Song Xiangsi had no reason to deceive her.

The two of them have been together for the past two years, and she thinks she knows Song Xiangsi well.

But according to the observations of the past two days, this is not the case.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep." Yan Xuan stood up from the sofa, but didn't go to the bedroom, only looking at Song Xiangsi who was still sitting on the sofa.

Song Xiangsi didn't understand what she meant, but she followed her to stand up and asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to help you warm the bed?"

Yan Xuan lost her anger a lot because of her words, Song Xiangsi knew how to coax her best.

"It's getting dark, won't you go back to your house?"

After saying this, Yan Xuan stretched out her hand and opened the door.

"It's cold outside, I don't want to go back."

Song Xiangsi could roughly guess the reason for Yan Xuan's anger.

A lie needs to be covered by countless lies.

As soon as the door was opened, Yan Xuan did feel the cool wind, bitingly cold, and then closed the door again.

"I'm asleep, you sleep in the second bedroom."

Song Xiangsi stood in the living room for a while, then went into the bathroom.

Fog covered the entire sky.

In the vast white world, people can't tell the direction.

The lightning and thunder in the sky seemed to make a hole in the sky.

The girl walked forward in the dark, her fists clenched tightly, and a candy was placed in her palm.

A candy she couldn't bear to eat.

The girl was wearing a pink princess dress, covered in mud, and the dress was covered with mud.

There is nothing wrong with the face and body.

Only those eyes were clear and bright, revealing a witty energy.

Suddenly, there was heavy rain in the sky, and the fog dissipated a little.

She raised her head and glanced into the distance. The fog was cleared and there was an endless forest in front of her.

It was extremely quiet all around, and occasionally there would be a few animal calls from the woods.

It was so far away that people couldn't hear it clearly, but they knew that this was not the sound that small domesticated animals could make.

She shrank back a few steps, but at this moment the scene suddenly changed, and the girl fell from the ground.

"don't want--"

The endless sense of falling and reality woke Yan Xuan up from the nightmare, and she sat up from the bed, clutching her chest tightly.

Song Xiangsi, who had just fallen asleep, heard the sound and immediately turned on the lights in the room.

"Xiaoxuan, Xiaoxuan?"

Song Xiangsi lowered her eyes and looked at Yan Xuan, holding her with her left hand and gently patted her back with her right hand, comforting her: "It's a nightmare, just wake up, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Yan Xuan could still feel the palpitations and the feeling of falling.

She knew that there was a deep, deep hole at the bottom.

It is a trap used by hunters to hunt.

There is a high probability that a person will not survive the fall.

She hadn't had such a dream for a long time.

The fright made Yan Xuan unable to recover for a long time, she just held her chest and breathed hard.

Her mind was filled with images of the girl lying in the cave calling for help over and over again.

His body was muddy and his voice was hoarse, but he was still trying to survive.

"Why are you here?"

After regaining her senses, Yan Xuan still remembered that she was still sulking at Song Xiangsi.

"Xiaoxuan, the second bedroom is too cold."

Yan Xuan tilted her head to meet Song Xiangsi's gaze.

She knew it all, but didn't explain it.

She used to think that Song Xiangsi was gentle and tolerant, but now she found that Song Xiangsi was not without emotions.

Just like now, if there is nothing to hide from her, then just scold her for making trouble for no reason. If there is something to do, why not tell her directly?

She doesn't like people lying to her.

But the other party is Song Xiangsi.

It's someone she likes.

So I expect her to be more honest with herself.

After that, Yan Xuan didn't feel sleepy anymore, she got up and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, and was going to sit in the living room for a while.

The dream just now kept popping up in my mind.

Yan Xuan had this dream many times.

To say it was a dream is actually nothing more than remembering things that happened when I was a child over and over again.

She stayed in the cave for two days and two nights, and was rescued until she was dying.

Since then, every once in a while, she always dreams about the scene at that time in her sleep.

But after being with Song Xiangsi, these nightmares disappeared.

In the past two years, she has never had such a dream.

Yan Xuan didn't know the reason, she just felt bored.

He took a bottle of wine and a goblet from the bar in the restaurant, brought them to the living room and opened them.

It's not like she would get herself drunk, she just relied on the wine, hoping to dissipate some boredom.

Just after opening the red wine, Song Xiangsi also came out of the bedroom.

"Let's drink together."

Yan Xuan didn't respond, Song Xiangsi took another bottle of wine and opened it, and put it on the coffee table.

"Why don't you go back to your own house to drink, didn't you drink very vigorously yesterday?"

Yan Xuan took a sip of her wine, her tone was not very good.

She was panicking in her heart now, what made Song Xiangsi silent.

Very important?More important than her?

Or is it really the one who puts it first?

Thinking of this possibility, Yan Xuan's heart tightened, it was worse than the pain she felt when she felt sorry for Song Xiangsi when she was drunk yesterday.

Song Xiangsi pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Don't be angry, I won't be like this next time."

Yan Xuan's heart was full of boredom, because of the dream and because of Song Xiangsi's dishonesty.

"Didn't you ask me what I hate the most in the morning? I was wrong, not lying."

Song Xiangsi raised her head suddenly: "What is that?"

However, Yan Xuan didn't say any more, but leaned over and touched under the coffee table.

"found it."

A dice appeared steadily in her palm.

"Let's play a game, that's all. Whoever has the lowest points has to answer the other party's question."

Song Xiangsi looked at the dice in Yan Xuan's hand and understood what she was thinking.

"Or you'd better go back to the bar."

If she wasn't really angry, Yan Xuan wouldn't have made such a clear distinction between your family and my family.

It's just that Song Xiangsi refused to be honest for a long time, which made Yan Xuan full of anger and had nowhere to vent her anger.

"Who will play games with you when I leave." Song Xiangsi took the dice from her palm.

Sitting on the other side of the couch, the two sat opposite each other.

"I threw it away."

"Why did you throw it first?" Yan Xuan refused, and snatched the dice back.

Song Xiangsi didn't bother with her: "Then you come first."

"Oh my god, it turned out to be a little bit."

Hearing Song Xiangsi's gloating voice, Yan Xuan: "..."

Why bother to be the first in everything.

Really dropped one.

And Song Xiangsi just dropped two points.

Yan Xuan: "..."

"Just ask."

"Finish what you just said." Song Xiangsi moved to Yan Xuan's side, wanting to get closer to hear her answer.

Although unwilling, but also willing to bet admit defeat.

Yan Xuan sighed, remembering the past that she had never mentioned to anyone in these years.

"Before I came to the Yan family, there was actually another family that adopted me, and I stayed there for two years."

When Yan Xuan was five years old, her family had a car accident while traveling, leaving her alone. After her parents' inheritance was seized, her relatives threw her into an orphanage.

Song Xiangsi had heard her say this.

"That family lost a child, and the father said that I looked very similar to his child. When I was in the orphanage, he thought his daughter had been found."

"He took me back, hoping to make his depressed wife happier. The name is borrowed and the identity is also borrowed. It's funny that a living person is treated as a substitute."

It was funny, but there was no smile in Yan Xuan's eyes, and there was irony and coldness in her words.

Song Xiangsi was pouring wine, but because of her words, she knocked over the wine glass, and the red wine spilled all over the coffee table.

"How do you..."

"and then?"

Song Xiangsi took out a few paper towels and wiped the red wine on the coffee table, feeling a little flustered.

"Then?" Yan Xuan thought for a while and said seriously, "Then I understood a truth, when the real princess returns, the fake princess must abdicate in time, don't have unrealistic fantasies, otherwise the end will be very tragic. "

Yan Xuan picked up the wine glass and sipped the red wine.

Song Xiangsi had never heard Yan Xuan talk about this matter, and never knew that she had such an experience.

"But maybe those parents didn't regard you as a fake princess?"

"Then why did I show up at Yan's house?"

"..."

"Xiaoxuan..."

"Ok?"

"What if the parents tell you that they may treat you as a substitute for her child at first, but then they really love you? Do they treat you as their own daughter?"

"If I were nine years old, maybe I would feel happy, but now," Yan Xuan paused, and smiled ironically, "Is there any difference?"

Some things fade with time, but scars never.

The injured always remember the pain.

Yan Xuan will always remember how careful she was in the days that followed.

Looking forward to a new family with a baby and terrified of going through something like this again.

In order to please her parents, she puts herself first in everything, in order not to be abandoned again.

If that family had just sent her back to the orphanage, maybe she would have been happier.

Instead of letting the biological daughter who just came back vent and bully her in every possible way.

Downgrade from a replacement, into a vent bucket.

In order to stay in that home and let her own daughter accept her, she also paid the price for her innocence when she was young.

Later she understood that the naive Xiao Xiang would be punished.

People never have too many expectations.

"Do you hate them?"

When Song Xiangsi asked this sentence, her voice trembled a little.

"Hate it."

What I hate even more is the nightmare that I can't get rid of even after many years.