bait [entertainment circle]

◎Sister, I have something to ask you◎

Surprised by the sudden appearance of Shang Lingjue, Surprise flashed in Si Er's beautiful eyes, and before she could speak, Shang Lingjue pointed to her ear, indicating that she was not wearing a hearing aid.

Seeing the red mole on the tip of Shang Lingjue's white ear, Si Er's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but follow Shang Lingjue's leaving figure.

The girl's glossy black hair was tied behind her head, revealing a section of her fine, white and beautiful neck, with a few strands of hair hanging down, her childishness was still unmistakably beautiful.

"Little puppet, no, Shang Lingjue didn't hear what we said, right?" Chen Yan opened his mouth halfway, with a hint of panic on his expression.

"Should...not," Si Er bit his lower lip lightly, lowering his eyes to reveal a rare bit of uncertainty, "If you heard it, this child should cry."

The kind of crying eyes red, but refused to cry.

"So you decided to get a divorce, right? If you want to leave you, hurry up, today's civil affairs..." Chen Yan saw Shang Lingjue wearing a hearing aid appearing in sight, and immediately closed his mouth.

The two just watched Shang Lingjue walking step by step from the path surrounded by flowers.

The cold wind blew, and the hair fell on the collarbone.

"elder sister."

Hearing Shang Lingjue's obedient voice, Si Er slightly raised her head to look into Shang Lingjue's eyes, and she suddenly felt a kind of gaze.

It's not the kind of staring with a sense of oppression, but a pair of innocent and ignorant eyes staring at you deeply, conveying inexplicable hope.

"What's wrong?" Si Er's white and soft fingertips were about to touch the end of Shang Lingjue's eyes, but the girl cleverly avoided it.

"Do you have something to say to me?" At this moment, Shang Lingjue saw beautiful waves in S Er's brown eyes, reflecting himself in the waves.

It is undeniable that every time she is watched by Si Er, she will have a feeling that she has escaped from the crowd, and even feels that she is special to Si Er.

When the wind blew again, S Er raised his slender eyebrows, his black hair was like water, "No, no."

"Okay," Shang Lingjue nodded to Chen Yan, stroked the red mole on his left ear, "Then I'll go in first."

It wasn't until she entered the piano room and locked the door that Shang Lingjue took off her hearing aid. Her standing body gradually softened, and she just sat on the cold floor with her head drooping.

Like a deflated rubber doll.

That's right, how could she be able to climb up to Si Er? It turned out that the answer was a substitute, just like the civil substitute and military substitute in TV dramas, she is a marriage substitute.

Even this marriage is just a joke, she is the plaything saved by the benefactor.

Sang Ling, Shang Lingjue, even their names are so similar.

Shang Lingjue wanted to cry and laugh as he looked at the sky-high priced musical instruments that Si Er bought for him in the room.

Now that the matter has come to this point, she actually finds that deep down in her heart, she still doesn't want to believe that all this is true.

No wonder Si Er wanted to find himself as a substitute, a person who is so stupid that he can't even give up is a perfect plaything.

After staying in the piano room all afternoon, Shang Lingjue slept on the cold floor for a long time, until he was awakened by a loud sound.

She woke up in a daze, and followed the sound all the way to the porch.

Sier, with long hair like a waterfall, was kneeling on the marble floor, her white body wrapped in a black dress with thorns and gold off the shoulders, and her calves under the skirt were plain white.

She pushed back her long hair that covered her cheeks, her pupils were as black as ink, and after seeing Shang Lingjue, a charming smile appeared on her expressionless face.

The smell of wine and cold smell mixed together, and S Er may have been drunk after drinking.

"Little friend, so you are here."

It was only then that Shang Lingjue realized that Yin Hong's blood flowed through Si Er Subai's calf.

The bright red and plain white are intertwined, just like the heavy snow falling in the rose field.

"The wound is not serious, it should be fine," Shang Lingjue occasionally glanced at Si Er's dark and cold pupils, not knowing what else to say.

Realizing that Shang Lingjue was about to leave, Si Er's ice-like pupils suddenly rippled, the ice melted, and the soft light rippled.

"Kid, why don't you look at me?"

Hearing this soft and weak voice, Shang Lingjue looked back and saw Si Er's face was flushed, his peach eyes were full of seductive affection, his tone was so gentle that he was a little confused, as if he was wronged and longed for Shang Lingjue.

This glance was so focused and affectionate that Shang Lingjue's heart was shaken, and she hurriedly told herself that it was because the patron was acting too deeply, and was lonely in the middle of the night, even if the love was so strong, it was because of alcohol.

"I can't walk, can you hug me?"

Sighing lightly, Shang Lingjue lowered his eyes and went over to pick up Si Er.

I don't know how much wine Si Er drank. He changed his usual cold and abstinent appearance, and leaned in Shang Lingjue's arms charmingly and enchantingly, and asked in a low voice:

"Don't you think I'm heavy?"

Shang Lingjue tried his best to ignore the itching of his ears, then put Si Er on the sofa, and was about to walk away, "It's not heavy."

"Where are you going?"

"Take the medicine box," Shang Lingjue didn't look back, and came back with the medicine box after a while.

Sier leaned on the sofa, half-closed his eyes, with a touch of red lips, showing a lazy and flirtatious posture.

Kneeling down to apply the medicine for Si Er, her forehead hair scattered to cover Shang Lingjue's face, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.

Because there is only alcohol at home, in order to disinfect, Shang Lingjue can only use a cotton swab dipped in alcohol and gently press it on the wound.

"Just sprinkle the white medicine."

The tingling sensation caused by the medical alcohol was unbearable. Even if he was drunk and unresponsive, Si Er was in excruciating pain, and it was difficult to suppress his breathing and voice.

After hearing that, the medical alcohol was knocked to the ground, and Si Er was so drunk that he couldn't tell whether Shang Lingjue was wearing a hearing aid.

This time, Shang Lingjue heard S Er's voice, and the woman called Ah Ling over and over again in a hoarse voice.

Ah Ling, it must be Ah Ling. Shang Lingjue felt as if he had also been drinking, his headache was about to split, and his internal organs were on fire, as if a fire was burning the bones, breaking every inch of it, turning it into ashes, and turning it into nothing.

The next day Shang Lingjue was woken up by Si Er, the woman was squeezed into the sofa, and he deliberately tickled her awake with her hair.

When he opened his eyes, Shang Lingjue saw Si Er's face close at hand, with black hair and snow skin, a gentle smile and a radiant complexion.

Allure smiled, still cold, not gaudy at all.

Shang Lingjue was suddenly in a daze. She remembered being picked up by Si Er back then, and when she woke up the next day, she saw the same Si Er.

Time turns, as before, but everything has changed.

No, it's not that it's changed, it's that the crystal ball of truth is broken.

"I'll make pork liver and spinach soup for you," Ser said, walking barefoot on the floor as he passed Shang Lingjue, with an emerald pendant tied with a red string floating around his ankle.

"Do not......"

Shang Lingjue wanted to tell Si Er not to use it, he could already hear it, but he didn't know how to speak.

Holding the pork liver and spinach soup sitting opposite Si Er, Shang Lingjue hesitated to speak, letting the heat suffocate his eyes.

She wanted to ask everything clearly, and she wanted to hear Sier admit it in person, so that she could give up.

But facing Si Er, she found it difficult to speak.

"Sister," Shang Lingjue contemplated for a long time before organizing his words, "Can you stay with me all the time today? I have something to ask you."

Stirring the creamy mushroom soup in the bowl, S Er rested his chin on his hands, his long hair fell on his shoulders, and said with a slight smile, "Okay, I just don't have a schedule today, so let's go to the equestrian show later, and make up for last night's big meal. "

After breakfast, the two returned to the living room to clean up the sofa, and turned on the TV, which happened to be broadcasting the new season of the love variety show "21 Days of Heartbeat".

The program almost adopts a semi-live broadcast method. The bold and even outrageous content and the real reactions of the guests have always been the only traffic codes.

Shang Lingjue was absent-minded and almost didn't notice anything.Sier watched the show very seriously, and occasionally said that the seaside project prepared by the show was a bit romantic.

"Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about, I've been in a daze all morning," Si Er turned off the TV, and tied his hair in a bun with a silver hairpin.

Only then did Shang Lingjue turn to look at Si Er, the woman was still dignified and beautiful, and she couldn't see any emotional fluctuations.

Probably not at all, there can be any emotional fluctuations towards the double.

Thinking of this, Shang Lingjue's eyes darkened. Just as he was about to speak, Si Er made a "shh" gesture and scanned the phone screen with his head down.

"Sang Ling said that there is something urgent for me, so I'll deal with it first."

This is an affirmative tone, and it seems that no one can resist.

Suddenly a strange courage arose in his heart, Shang Lingjue wanted to fight Sang Ling, just this one time.

This is probably the last dignity of the stand-in, Shang Lingjue thought so, and then said with a smile: "Sister, it is agreed that you will stay with me today, can you not leave?"

Shang Lingjue's voice was not too loud, but it was full of stubbornness.Si Er suddenly found that his little puppet somehow had the aura of a wolf cub, and there was a perverse taste in those soft eyes.

"Wait until I go out to see Sang Ling," Sear said softly, "I'll be right back."

"Can't I see you?" Shang Lingjue lowered his head, hiding the cold light in his eyes.

Just when Si Er was hesitating, she received another text message. After clicking on it, Sang Ling said that she had arrived at the door.

Just in time, the doorbell rang.Si Er put down his phone and went to the entrance to open the door.

The phone was placed on the table shining brightly, and Shang Lingjue's naked eye vision was 5.3, so she saw the text message from Sang Ling at a glance.

The text messages are:

[At the door. 】

[I have something to do at the art gallery, I want to come to you. 】

After that:

[Do you like the biscuits on the boat?The notes inside are all written by me to you. 】

The date was the day Shang Lingjue was discharged from the hospital. On that day, Sang Ling said that she and Si Er would be invited to dinner. What was written in the biscuit after the meal was:

【How I wish I could do it all over again.

Never leave again. 】

It turned out that it was Sang Ling who wanted to come back with S'er again, and it was Sang Ling who would never leave S'er again.

The feeling of burning like a big fire surged up again, and Shang Lingjue found that her whole body was shaking violently, her eyes were bright and dark, and the fire was getting bigger and bigger, but she felt very cold.

She wanted to support her body, but accidentally broke the glass on the table. The glass cut her right index finger, and blood gushed out.

She struggled to get up and put on her large coat, and when she turned around, Syl and Sang Ling just walked into the living room.

Sang Ling didn't wear sunglasses, her eyes were pure ice blue.

As the breeze blew, Shang Lingjue's solid-color windbreaker fluttered gently. Her bloodstained index finger brushed her pale lips, and the blood drenched her skin. She smiled and walked straight past the two of them.

Because of the backlight, Si Er suddenly felt that Shang Lingjue's eyes were very dark. She took a small step back and grabbed Shang Lingjue's wrist, "What are you going to do?"

Shang Lingjue looked down at the woman's fingers, which were as white as jade shoots, and gently broke free. The blood between the fingers dripped on the floor, and bloody flowers bloomed.

It was a while before she answered:

"Clean up, trash."

The author says:

In the next chapter, enter V and officially enter hzc. Two hours later, it will be issued at 12:[-] on the hour.