Jane Sanshao's love story

"And then?" Yuan Chengyi asked, staring into his dark eyes.

"Then... and then Christmas Eve. If you are okay, I will invite you to watch a movie at the World Trade Center."

Yuan Chengyi turned around and touched the corner of his lips: "Why should I go to the movies with you?"

Panic flashed in Jian Qiubai's eyes, and he hesitated, "I, I just want to thank you for helping me rescue Li Rui from the bar. If you don't want to go, it's fine."

Yuan Chengyi remained silent.

Just when Jian Qiubai felt that he would definitely not agree to her, the man suddenly said, "Okay."

"what?"

"I said yes, let's go to the World Trade Center to watch a movie on Christmas Eve."

Jian Qiubai's dark eyes suddenly lit up, and the dark eyes were as bright as night stars.

"That's settled." The boy smiled and stretched out his little finger, and said cautiously: "In order to prevent you from going back on your word, let's make a check."

After a moment of silence, Yuan Chengyi slowly stretched out his hand, and when the two little fingers were about to hook up to fulfill a promise, there was a scream at the door: "Brother!"

It was as if the dream was suddenly broken, and the air froze.

Jian Qiubai was stunned for a moment, then turned back stiffly in shock and looked outside the door.

Yuan Yingying stood at the door, as if seeing the most terrifying scene, staring at the two people on the bed with flickering eyes.

"I'm sorry." Jian Qiubai got off the bed, put on her clothes hastily, and said falteringly: "I still have work in the hospital, so I'll be leaving first."

Like a soldier who has been defeated, fleeing in a panic.

Only Yuan Chengyi and Yuan Yingying were left in the room.

Yuan Yingying kept a rigid movement all the time, leaning against the door and standing motionless.

Yuan Chengyi stood up, walked to her side, calmly raised his hand and squeezed her shoulder and said, "You're back so soon?"

The corners of Yuan Yingying's lips trembled, and she said with a sneer, "What? Do you think I came back early and delayed your business?"

Yuan Chengyi said flatly, "I didn't mean that."

"Don't touch me!" Yuan Yingying suddenly broke out, screaming and pushing Yuan Chengyi away: "Why do you still have the face to touch me? Are you still my brother? Have you forgotten how your mother died?! "

"I haven't forgotten!" Yuan Chengyi's face changed slightly, and his voice was cold.

"You haven't forgotten? Ha." Yuan Yingying smiled up to the sky, stared at him and said, "You haven't forgotten that you will lie on the same bed with that man, you haven't forgotten that you will look at him so tenderly, you haven't forgotten that you Will promise him to go to the World Trade Center!"

"Yingying!"

"Are you in love with him?" Yuan Yingying asked aggressively.

"I didn't!" Yuan Chengyi blurted out.

"Do you dare to look me in the eyes and talk?"

"It's not necessary." Yuan Chengyi avoided her eyes, and said with a stiff shoulder: "I will never be able to with him. There is no need to guarantee any love or dislike in front of you."

Yuan Yingying shook her head: "Brother, even if you don't love him, then you should know that Jian Qiubai likes you, right?"

Yuan Chengyi's fingertips trembled, and he was silent for two seconds and said: "He likes me, it has nothing to do with me, right?"

Yuan Yingying's eyes suddenly turned sharp: "Why are you lying on the same bed with him if you don't like him! Don't tell me he forced you!"

Yuan Chengyi pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

Seeing his silence, Yuan Yingying froze.

"Brother, why don't you talk?" The anger on Yuan Yingying's face became helpless, she ran up to him almost in a panic, grabbed his arm and said, "Brother, talk, you refute me! You say you don't Like him! You said you hated him to death! Say it!"

"Okay." Yuan Chengyi brushed off her hand expressionlessly, and said softly, "Stop making trouble, Yingying."

Yuan Yingying's whole body trembled like an electric shock, she took a few steps back in disbelief and said, "Do you think I'm making a fuss?"

Yuan Chengyi raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his eyebrows and said, "I've already told you that I don't like Jian Qiubai. No matter how aggressive you are, I will only have this answer."

"Brother." Yuan Yingying calmed down suddenly, and said with a long breath, "Brother, I won't make trouble anymore, I just want to ask you a question, will you get married, right? Will you marry Sister Yixuan, right?"

Yuan Chengyi's expression froze, and he was silent for a while and said: "You just came back, and you are also tired, go and rest first."

"I don't rest!" Yuan Yingying said sharply, "You can't be with that man, that's wrong! Jian Qiubai is a pervert, a murderer, and an unforgivable person..."

"Enough!" Yuan Chengyi interrupted her with a low growl, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Yuan Yingying asked with trembling lips, "Brother, can't you even bear me saying bad things about him now? Are you completely against Jian Qiubai now?"

"I'm not facing him!"

"You're looking at him!" Yuan Yingying roared, suddenly took off her backpack, and said coldly, "Okay! I'll let you see now, what kind of person is the person you're looking at!"

After speaking, the girl opened the zipper of the backpack and tipped it down. A tape recorder the size of a palm fell out of the bag with a splash.

Yuan Chengyi narrowed his eyes and looked at the tape recorder on the carpet, and said coldly, "What is this?"

Yuan Yingying picked it up from the ground, snorted and said, "Don't you know what it is after you hear it?"

After speaking, the girl turned around and walked to the TV cabinet in the bedroom, put the tape recorder on the table, and pressed the play button.

The tape recorder buzzed for a while, then gradually stabilized, and a middle-aged woman's voice came out.

Yuan Chengyi's pupils suddenly shrank.

Even after five years, he could still hear the voice, it was Jian Qiubai's mother.

The voice of Jiang Fengli, who was always arrogant and regarded everyone as inferior to her.

He had been working under Jiang Fengli for several years. In order to better protect Jian Qiubai, he listened to Jiang Fengli's nagging and scolding more than 100 times a day, so he was very familiar with this voice.

"Crack" Yuan Yingying pressed the pause button, crossed her arms and looked at Yuan Chengyi: "Brother, you are familiar with this voice, right?"