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◎They are going to meet their parents◎

"What did you say?"

Si Er twisted a corner of the thin quilt, closed his eyes and leaned against the bed. After a long time, the familiar dizziness slowly subsided.

Chen Yan on the phone seemed to know Si Er's situation, so he didn't speak for a long time, but sent a few screenshots to Si Er's WeChat.

Panting lightly for a while, Si Er turned pale and opened WeChat to check the message from Chen Yan.

#宋桃妮underground secret lover is the female team leader#

#《心动21天》creates another couple#

"Did you see it?" Chen Yan asked cautiously, "I'll be at your house right away, you can drink some bird's nest porridge with rock sugar first."

"Okay, I'll drink it," Si Er put on a cashmere sweater, and slowly walked to the living room with his mobile phone.

In early winter, although the heating at home was fully turned on, S Er's hands and feet were still cold.

Standing in front of the mirror, the woman's complexion was pale, and the cold white light in the room made her pupils extremely pale, and her beautiful and cold face was full of sickly coquettishness.

She has already read the trending searches that revealed the news.

The blogger broke the news roughly, saying that Shang Lingjue and Song Taoxi got acquainted because of their love variety show, and Shang Lingjue had a good impression of Song Taoxi in the variety show.

In the final link, after the night of true love, they are willing to be with Song Taoxi.

It's just that Song Taoxi rejected Shang Lingjue, but in the [-] days after the variety show ended, Shang Lingjue and Song Taoxi kept in touch frequently, and their love rekindled.

The person who broke the news swears, and what he said is well-founded, and he also released a photo of Shang Lingjue and Song Taoxi in the same frame over the past month.

The two and Shang Lingjue's teammates, a group of five people went to the amusement park to play at night, ride the merry-go-round, drive bumper cars, pirate ships, and jump together.Floor machine...

Si Er leaned on the wall, looked at the photo carefully, touched the girl's beautiful and flamboyant face with his cool and delicate fingertips, and gently caressed it.

In the photo, Shang Lingjue looks very happy, his world-weary and lazy delicate eyebrows and eyes seem to be brightened by Song Taoxi's quirky gags.

People have to sigh, young is good.

However, the most convincing ones were the newly released photos last night. First, Shang Lingjue and Song Taoxi were drinking together, talking and laughing loudly, and then the two left the restaurant and walked into the hotel together from their backs.

The hotly searched Weibo ended with the sentence "the two of you stayed in the big bed room in the hotel all night and haven't left yet".

It means that the melon is ripe.

Most of the comments below said that the two of them are just good friends, if they really want to fall in love, why not just go along with the flow on the love variety show.

There is also a comment on the secret filming of the yin and yang monster, Meet just won an award, maybe someone with a heart is jealous, deliberately exposing this kind of non-existent material.

When Chen Yan opened the door and came in, he saw Si Er standing alone in front of the French window, looking up at the snowy scenery in the distance, and then lowered his head to look at his phone, without saying a word.

The TV on the side is on, playing the animated version of "Journey to the West".

It began to snow again outside, and the thin snowflakes fell into the thick snow, without even jumping, and there was no sound.

"Si Er, come over for dinner, don't you have to go back to the old house later today?"

"Okay," Sier clasped his hands, and slowly returned to the dining table and sat down.

Chen Yan poured hot water for Si Er, and inadvertently saw the woman's slender and beautiful fingers, and she was still wearing the emerald ring.

The emerald green also permeates the whiteness and fragility of the skin.

"Most people on Weibo think that Shang Lingjue and Song Taoxi are just friends. I don't think this trending search can cause any trouble."

Looking at the porridge in the bowl, Chen Yan decided to comfort Si Er.

"How should the company deal with it? Is there a plan?" Si Er swallowed a mouthful of porridge with difficulty, and his light-colored lips were finally stained with some moist water color.

"I guess we have to discuss it with Song Taoxi's company. Maybe both parties are willing to let the incident ferment for a few days, earn some traffic, and come out to clarify."

"Let the PR department figure it out. I heard that the company is going to launch a new girl group?"

"Isn't this normal? What's more, Shang Lingjue and the others are indeed facing the challenge of transformation, but she sings so well, you used to say that she should be the first violinist."

"Playing the violin," Sier smiled softly, and then heaved a long sigh. "It depends on her wishes. She probably wants to earn more money and pay back all the money she owes me."

"The distinction between you is so clear?" Chen Yan was taken aback.

"Well, Shang Lingjue thinks so."

"Don't you think it's troublesome?"

Si Er cut out Song Taoxi from the picture, leaving only Shang Lingjue driving a bumper car in the bright sunshine.

Then save it to your phone's camera roll to your heart's content.

"No trouble, it's cute to be so persistent and pay me money every month."

Chen Yan: "...it's as if you were taken care of by Shang Lingjue."

Is this the love between a divorced and entangled fairy and an artist?

A mortal like her really can't understand.

Just when he was about to drink the second bowl of porridge, Chen Yan found that Si Er had put down his spoon, ran to the living room and hugged Shang Lingjue's doll as a pillow, and watched "Journey to the West".

"Si Er, you just drank a small bowl of porridge, you must drink another bowl," Chen Yan placed the porridge bowl heavily in front of Si Er.

Because he is still in poor health, Si Er's expression is always lazy, and his eyelashes flutter up and down like splashed ink, casting a small thin shadow.

Every time he ate something, he yelled coquettishly that his stomach hurts, and he looked tired and sluggish, which was a bit similar to Shang Lingjue.

"I can't drink it," Sir rested his sharp and thin white chin on the doll's exaggerated ears, shaking his head lightly.

"Hey, after you finish your porridge, I'll take you to find Shang Lingjue?"

Hearing this, Si Er leaned sideways on the sofa, exposing his cherry-cut toes.

The woman's peach blossom eyes brightened for a moment, and then returned to a slightly gloomy look, "I have come to a strange dead end with her again, does she want to see me? Does she already completely hate me, a dishonest person?"

"I can see her attitude towards you yesterday. It doesn't look like she hates you at all. At most, she is much colder. Compared with the previous time in Huohe Island."

Sir: "..."

Thinking of holding hands with Shang Lingjue last night in an empty venue, the girl's palms were warm and soft, but she felt more uneasy and flustered than before.

Because Shang Lingjue was so polite and gentle to her, the warmth of his palm was like kindness towards a stranger.

Sometimes, you are unscrupulously nice to a person, it may be because you don't expect any response, you just want to do it.

But isn't it another kind of indifference to not ask for a response?

Shang Lingjue didn't care whether he responded or not.

Because she doesn't want it anymore.

Thinking of such a possibility, Se Er felt that the loneliness of time was unbearable.

The petals wither and wither, and then never bloom again.

**

On the way to send Si Er back to the old house, Chen Yan felt more and more helpless in the face of Si Er's gloom.

In the ten years since she knew Sear, discovered Sear, and made him popular in one fell swoop, she always thought that there was nothing Sear could not obtain.

But this time she also had to admit that when you fall in love with someone, that person is no longer something you can easily control.

No exceptions.

"How is your birthday this year?"

Chen Yan finally thought of a topic, and quickly began to divert Si Er's attention.

"It's all been arranged," Si'er quietly looked at the scenery outside the window with light eyes.

"You were divorced last year, and your uncle and aunt wanted to give you a big party, but you didn't agree. I'm afraid that this year, your cousin and sister-in-law will be stubborn and want to give you some kind of blind date."

Chen Yan has always maintained a silent attitude towards the other members of the Si family. She couldn't figure out how to raise such a well-educated, noble and elegant family as Si Er, how could all relatives be like snobbish eyes.

Maybe the really good one in the Si family is the one from Si Er's parents.

"I've shut them up."

A few simple words came out of S Er's mouth, with an inexplicably chilling air, like a dagger hidden in a cream cake.

In fact, the number of times Si Er went back to the old house alone has also been greatly reduced. Before she and Shang Lingjue were divorced, she would go back to see her uncle and aunt alone every month.

Now, she is getting more and more frustrated, especially every time they go back, they will talk about their life events.

In the six months since she and Shang Lingjue divorced, the cousin sister-in-law and cousin always joined forces to persuade her and Sang Ling to try again.

At that time, she didn't want to have too much conflict with the so-called family members, so she just went in one ear and out the other.

Until the sister-in-law and Sang Ling wanted to make troubles on Weibo by relying on public opinion.

There is no more indulgence.

"Hearing what you said, I know that you have used the usual means to restrain them again." Chen Yan smiled and discussed with Si Er the short-sighted words of these parents, but suddenly noticed that Si Er's expression changed drastically.

Following Si Er's line of sight, not far away, two figures, one tall and one short, were walking with difficulty in the snow on the side of the road.

They wore one black and one white rabbit hats on their heads, and their long rabbit ears hung down on their shoulders.

Chen Yan opened his mouth halfway, and muttered in a low voice, "Could it be couple models, one black and one white."

This is already a suburban place. There are very few vehicles passing by on the winding mountain road, and even if there are, they are usually private vehicles.

So this means that if Shang Lingjue and Song Taoxi rely on two legs alone, they may have to walk on the mountain road for three or four hours.

The Bentley drove slowly behind Shang Lingjue and Song Taoxi. Si Er saw that Shang Lingjue was only wearing a black down jacket, and his slender and tall figure looked very thin.

"Ask them if they need a ride. It's too cold and they get sick easily."

Hearing Si Er's indifferent and indifferent voice, Chen Yan had no choice but to secretly give Si Er a thumbs up——

Unexpectedly, the lonely and noble princess is so magnanimous and tolerant.

In order not to freeze Shang Lingjue, she was so open-minded that her rumored rival got in the car with her.

"Si Er, do you really want Song Taoxi to get in the car together?" Chen Yan glanced at Si Er who was in the back seat. The woman's elegant and cold eyebrows were covered with fine snow, as if showing her sharpness, showing amazing beauty and coldness. .

Hearing Chen Yan's doubtful tone, S Er lazily raised his eyes, and coldly swept the heavy snow outside the car, without saying too much.

"All right, all right, I understand the self-cultivation of your aristocratic lady, even if you are a god-damned enemy, you don't bother to make small tricks behind your back. Let alone just letting someone else take a ride."

As soon as Chen Yan finished speaking, he found that Si Er took out a small mirror to take a look. Seeing that his complexion was not that bad, he asked the driver to drive the car to the side of the two and stop.

The sky was getting grayer, and the cold wind was blowing on his face like a knife. Just as Shang Lingjue was about to change his hand, he noticed a black Bentley slowly parked on his left.

The windows of the back seat had been lowered, and the fine snow fluttered towards the woman's clear eyebrows, and the continuous winter snow quickly melted between S Er's eyebrows and between his fingers, staining his thick ink-like eyelashes.

Ethereal like smoke.

"Sir..." Shang Lingjue pursed his lips lightly, the words lingered on the tip of his tongue, but his voice was so small that it could be covered by the sound of falling snow.

"After a while, the snow will fall even more heavily. Do you want to take a ride?" Sier slightly raised his eyes, with an inexplicable tenderness in his expression.

"Senior Si Er, is it such a coincidence?" Before Shang Lingjue could answer, Song Taoxi took off his sunglasses and looked at Si Er with a smile, "You are my savior. The car I was riding in broke down halfway, and I almost froze to death here, and I almost lost consciousness."

"Well, let's get in the car." Si Er opened the car door, and the cold wind came in, making her cough slightly.

"Thank you," Shang Lingjue heard S Er's cough, speeded up, and dragged Song Taoxi, who was moving slowly, into the car without hesitation, and closed the door.

"Shangshang, are you okay? I was almost knocked out by you, why are you in such a hurry?"

"I thought you wanted to get in the car quickly, so I helped you," Shang Lingjue let go of Song Taoxi's sleeve, and smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes slowly.

"Really?" Song Taoxi looked suspicious, but when he saw Shang Lingjue's indifferent face from the side, he felt that he was making a fuss.

Sitting next to Si Er, Shang Lingjue caught sight of the white and thin skin on the woman's neck, with blood vessels as thin as ivy, unintentionally revealing a beautiful and fragile morbidity.

Seeing that Shang Lingjue and Song Taoxi were carrying a bunch of things in their hands, Si Er was a little puzzled. When they both got into the car, she turned slightly sideways to Shang Lingjue and asked casually:

"Going out in the snow, is there something urgent?"

"Shangshang came back to my house with me. I didn't expect that the snow would suddenly fall heavily." Song Taoxi originally looked at the snow through the window, but when she heard Si Er's voice, she immediately answered the question positively.

"Go home?" Si Er clenched the corner of his clothes lightly with his left hand, his sharp and loose peach blossom eyes were half downcast, and his eyes were dark, "Tell Driver Jin the address, and I will take you there first."

"Thank you Senior Si Er, next time I will treat you to dinner with Shangshang," Song Taoxi said energetically, and then reported the address to Driver Jin.

Perhaps it was because there was too little time to comb it carefully, but Si Er could see Shang Lingjue's slightly curled hair on his forehead, which was unruly and delicate yet somewhat seductively cute.

At this time, Chen Yan turned his head from the co-pilot, "Shang Lingjue, you and Song Taoxi are on the hot searches and have an affair, do you know?"

"Well, I know," Shang Lingjue nodded, her eyelashes were wet from the melted snow, "Sister Yang Jia called me just now and told us not to reply."

"This is the first time I've had an affair, and it's been so hot since it came out, and it's still with Shangshang." Song Taozi smiled sweetly at Shang Lingjue, "I knew I shouldn't have opened a room last night, so I came directly to my house never mind."

Surprised by Song Taoxi's openness, Chen Yan looked left and right, wondering if it was Song Taoxi's nature, or Shang Lingjue had indulged her to such an extent.

Is the relationship between the two really that good?

"Well, allow me to gossip, you won't really be together, right?" Chen Yan glanced at S Er's twitching eyelashes, and asked the question that everyone cared about most, "Or are you planning to fall in love?"

"Manager Chen is so annoying." Song Taoxi smiled into a crescent, and said sweetly, "It's embarrassing to ask such a topic. Shangshang and I are just friends."

Shang Lingjue glanced at Song Taoxi lightly. As soon as the little girl met Shang Lingjue's dark eyes, she immediately restrained her jumpy character, and stuck out her tongue at Chen Yan embarrassedly.

"We're just good friends. Don't stare at me, I've already listened to you."

Song Taoxi said the last sentence while holding Shang Lingjue's hand.

The back seat of the Bentley was filled with Song Taoxi's slightly squeamish sweet smile, and Shang Lingjue's clear voice that occasionally responded.

Si Er's eyelashes were half down, his complexion was translucent white, as if exuding a cold air from clear ice and snow, and he was weakly angry.

In the mountains where the vehicle was driving smoothly, the dead branches around were covered with crisp ice, and it was frosty and hazy everywhere at a glance.

Si Er's sitting posture was still reserved and dignified. From time to time, she looked at the snow scene outside the window, and looked at the gap between her and Shang Lingjue from time to time.

The gaps are small and the distances are close.

You only need to reach out your hand to touch the long-lost temperature.

In fact, S Er didn't believe and feel uncomfortable when he heard about the scandal between Song Taoxi and Shang Lingjue all of a sudden in the morning.

However, now that she saw Shang Lingjue, she was less than a hand away from Shang Lingjue, but she felt helpless like never before.

She silently looked at the emerald ring on the finger of her left hand, as if something was slowly collapsing in the corner of her heart, and the warmth she longed for was leaving her...

For a long time, the reasons for obstinately pestering Shang Lingjue seemed to have instantly become a thin piece of white paper, without tearing it, it would be shattered into powder by the wind.

I am not Shang Lingjue's best choice at all, and should even be the worst one.

Girls are now reborn as confident and full of confidence, and they are like a duck to water among all walks of life.

Countless people praised and applauded her. She has become radiant and can express herself sincerely and enthusiastically. She is no longer the child who was abandoned by the whole world in the heavy rain.

With others, Shang Lingjue can still be happy and happy.

There will be better people who cherish Shang Lingjue, love Shang Lingjue, and always remember every bit of Shang Lingjue.

It's not my ex-wife who only knows how to cherish after losing it.

Si Er couldn't think of any good reason for Shang Lingjue to choose him.

It was she who got unparalleled happiness from Shang Lingjue, it was she who wanted Shang Lingjue, and it was she who couldn't live without Shang Lingjue.

All of this has nothing to do with Shang Lingjue.

In the dimly lit seat, perhaps because S Er's eyes were too hot, Shang Lingjue met the woman's gaze as if feeling something in his heart.

"What's the matter, are you not feeling well?" Shang Lingjue just wanted to raise his hand to test Si Er's temperature, but he quickly retracted his hand, narrowing his eyes slightly, and whispered, "Let the doctor take a look." .”

"...I'm fine, don't worry," Si Er stared blankly at Shang Lingjue's withdrawn hand, feeling even more bitter in his heart.

The girl's fingers were cold and white, slender and beautiful. They used to interlock their fingers, but now... they were hands she couldn't hold.

Turning back to look out the window, Sier bit her lower lip tightly. She knew clearly that she couldn't let go, and she was determined to be persistent despite the pain.

It's an unstoppable love.

"It's almost there, it's almost there," Song Taoxi woke up from a light sleep, saw the familiar scenery, and said happily, "I'm home soon, Shangshang, let me tell you that my home is very warm and beautifully furnished, you must would like it."

Shang Lingjue asked directly: "Is this enough for us? Is it too little?"

"That's right. When we meet for the first time, it's better to prepare more things. The two of them are more picky. What if they don't like you?"

"But it's too late to prepare, it's too hasty," Shang Lingjue lowered his eyes, feeling S Er's vague gaze.

Bentley stopped slowly on the side of the road, and after Song Taoxi thanked Si Er and said goodbye, she jumped out of the car and rushed to the gate of her villa.

The cold wind came in from the car door, blowing the hair messy, Shang Lingjue pulled the hair behind his head with one hand and fixed it, turned his head and brushed Sier's soft black hair, and said in a normal tone as much as possible:

"I'm leaving, you go back to rest early."

After finishing speaking, Shang Lingjue got out of the car directly, took something from the trunk, and was about to go around the car when he saw Si Er also opened the door and got out of the car, falling into the deep snowstorm.

The two were separated by a step, and the fine snow drifted around them like white clouds.

The winter snow melted on S Er's eyelashes, and the woman's noble and glamorous eyebrows were stained with water vapor, her muscles were icy and her bones were icy, and her sick complexion was still coquettish and charming.

"Shang Lingjue, can I see you again?"

S Er stared at Shang Lingjue steadfastly, and the snow fell from the sky like cherry blossoms.

She remembered that when she first brought Shang Lingjue home, for half a year, Shang Lingjue often had nightmares about her parents, and after waking up, she could only play the violin over and over again in the silent world.

Even Shang Lingjue couldn't hear anything at that time.

At that time, Shang Lingjue was desperate, but now Shang Lingjue is a flower blooming from the quagmire of despair.

The flowers blossomed and faded, full of vitality, which also illuminated Sir himself.

In the wind and snow, Shang Lingjue couldn't see the desolate look on Si Er's face vaguely, but could faintly feel the trembling of the woman's voice.

"Say nonsense, in the information age, it's not difficult to meet each other," Shang Lingjue stepped on a dead branch by the roadside, making a crisp "cracking" sound.

She knew that she had decided to stay away from this woman, but she hadn't figured out how to say it.

"Shang Lingjue, I didn't intentionally not come to watch shooting stars with you that day."

"I know, you don't need to explain." Shang Lingjue's eyes were a little soft, "Get in the car, it's cold outside."

Si Er once said to himself forever, the former Shang Lingjue couldn't help but believe it.

Things are different, and now Shang Lingjue can't seem to believe it.

Therefore, when she was in Huohe Island, it must be because she lost her head in a foreign country that she wanted to get back together with Si Er.

How can a broken mirror be reunited, unless the body is smashed to pieces, the body is burned by the fire, cracked into pieces, and burned to ashes, it is possible to re-merge.

But before that, can anyone really stick to it?

On the snowy ground, Shang Lingjue passed S Er, and after brushing shoulders, he didn't look back.

Seeing that Shang Lingjue was carrying the big and small bags in his hands, Chen Yan pushed Si Er into the car, and slowly expressed his guess.

"Aren't they going...to meet their parents?"

Meet the parents?Si Er recalled the conversation between the two just now, and he did have such a feeling.

Song Taoxi's family should like Shang Lingjue very much, and they won't be like those in the Si family who only see money and power in their eyes.

"Hey, Si Er, did you take Shang Lingjue to meet your parents back then?"

"Well, I went to the cemetery on the second day of the wedding," Si Er panted lightly for a while, because of the cold weather, his right hand had been aching for a long time.

"Then you guys are still quite polite," Chen Yan smiled, looking at Si Er's empty gaze, he didn't know what else to say.

"Come in, Lin Tang and the others should be here soon," Song Taoxi called out to Shang Lingjue who was still standing at the door, "I'll give them a call."

"Okay," Shang Lingjue watched S Er's car leave. The black car gradually shrank and disappeared in the white mountains.

"Do you want to listen to some CDs? I have a collection of many famous artists at home."

"Do you have Ji Xiao's?" Shang Lingjue walked into the hallway and closed the door with wet eyelashes.

"There must be. My dad has recorded all of her performances. There must be some you haven't heard before." Song Taoxi led Shang Lingjue to the second floor as if offering a treasure.

"No, I have all her 03 hidden concertos in my collection," Shang Lingjue quietly followed Song Taoxi, although his tone was serious, but his eyes were heavy, and he always felt absent-minded.

"No way, isn't that played live on a very remote island?" Song Taoxi looked surprised.

"My dad took me to listen to it, and we recorded it," Shang Lingjue showed nostalgia, with softer and warmer eyebrows.

Song Taoxi nodded thoughtfully, "It seems that you really like Ji Xiao."

Shang Lingjue smiled slightly.

With Ji Xiao's violin sonata playing, Song Taoxi took Shang Lingjue to see his two dogs.

They took out all the food and toys from the bag, and the two border shepherds were overjoyed, hugging and hugging Shang Lingjue.

"Phew, I'm still worried that the two ghosts won't like you, so don't even think about taking their child away," Song Taoxi heaved a sigh of relief, "It seems I was worrying too much, come over and see if you want to choose Which puppy."

Shang Lingjue walked over, carefully looked at the three puppies sleeping in their swaddling babies, took a picture, and sent Lin Tang a WeChat message, asking which one she wanted.

A few hours later, Lin Tang and the others arrived by car with drinks and snacks.

Taking advantage of the heavy snow, the five young people got together again and had a steaming mushroom hot pot meal.

We stayed until the next morning, when the snow stopped, and the four of Meet drove back to the company dormitory.

In the following two weeks, Shang Lingjue and Song Taoxi successively clarified their unfounded relationship, and the company took the opportunity to announce the release of Meet's single.

For a while, the topic of Meet's golden songs rushed to the hot search again.

In the bedroom, Shang Lingjue secretly checked his bank card balance.

It was only then that she realized that she earned quite a lot this year, enough to pay off the money owed to Se Er, and more than enough.

After she was happy, she sat cross-legged on the bed, holding the guitar and was about to continue composing.

The phone suddenly "ding" and received a text message.

[42 Disinfectant: Shang Lingjue, tomorrow is my birthday, can you come? 】

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感谢在2022-04-1622：00：05～2022-04-1722：00：04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 in the sky;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Xiao Moto, Silent Growler, Lu Ba Lu Qi, Wei Madcwy, Miao 1;

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