[The pretender is deeply in love] The ups and downs of troubled times

The white snow, like pear blossoms in March, adorns Shanghai, a city of ten miles away.Flying snowflakes, circling and dancing in the air, with the firecrackers lit by the children in advance, the New Year is coming.

Su Yunyi gathered the peacock-blue shawl on her body, sighed and let out a breath towards the glass window, her index finger, as white as jade, circled and covered up the mist; circled and covered up... and so on, Repeated many times.

Chanjuan secretly covered her mouth and yawned: "Miss, when are we leaving?"

Su Yunyi froze for a moment, then said nonchalantly, "The train is tomorrow afternoon."

Chanjuan was a little excited: "I haven't seen the master for half a year, and I already resemble her. I don't know whether Uncle Zhang, Aunt Li's body is still strong, and brother A Sheng can still eat so well..."

Listening to Chanjuan's little old lady's thoughts, Su Yunyi's slightly stiff lips slowly collapsed, remembering the phone call three days ago:

"Yunyi, Dad's place is not very convenient for the time being. How about spending the Chinese New Year at Ming's house this year? Dad promises you, next year, next year, we will definitely celebrate the New Year together."

She knew that Sister Jing was very kind to her and treated herself as a family member, but she didn't mean to celebrate the New Year at someone else's house.What's the matter with me as an outsider when my family is reunited.Su Yunyi was terribly wronged, and she had to try her best to pretend that nothing had happened, so as not to let everyone find out, it was really hard work.

Finally, Chanjuan, who was talking about it, turned around and found that her young lady was distracted and didn't listen to her words at all.She pouted depressedly: "Miss, did you listen to me?"

"I heard." Su Yunyi said perfunctorily, and yawned lazily.

"Yunyi," Ming Jing combed her delicate hair in a bun and wore a dark golden cheongsam, walked over to hold her hand with a smile, and pulled her into the sofa: "Come, sit down."

Su Yunyi and Ming Jing sat facing each other: "Sister Jing, what's the matter?"

Ming Jing opened the clutch bag, took out a red envelope from it, and put it in Su Yunyi's hand: "New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, to ward off evil spirits, and bless you with peace; I was supposed to give it to you on the night of New Year's Eve, But I want you to go to Beiping and spend the New Year with Uncle Su, so I will give it to you in advance. Don’t say no!”

If she was blocked and wanted to refuse, Su Yunyi hugged Ming Jing like a cat and dawdled: "Thank you, sister Jing. You are really like my own sister. I have longed for a sister since I was a child, who can share each other's joys and anger with me. Sorrow and joy. But in the end, because I was an only seedling, my hope was shattered. The appearance of Sister Jing must be God's compensation for what I owed me. I am so lucky."

"Your little mouth is sweeter than eating honey." Ming Jing squeezed her little mouth affectionately and shook: "You, remember to call me when you arrive in Beiping, so that I can feel at ease. I will You have prepared something to eat, relieve your boredom on the train, remember to call me when you come back, so that I can pick you up at the station..."

Su Yunyi's nose was soured by Ming Jing's worried instructions, and she buried her face in her arms to hide the guilt written all over her face.

"What are you talking about?" Ming Lou and Ah Cheng, who had just come out of the study, watched with a smile, and Yun Yi was like a cat in the arms of the eldest sister, acting like a baby.

Su Yunyi raised her head, shaking the red envelope in her hand with excitement in the room: "Sister Jing gave me the lucky money."

"How old are you, and you still need lucky money," Minglou said with a smile.

Su Yunyi wrinkled her nose at him and raised her chin: "It doesn't matter how old you are, as long as I'm at the age where I can give money with Sister Jing. Right, Sister Jing?"

Ming Jing smiled and pinched her little face: "Yes!"

Ming Lou pushed her shoulder lightly, blinked his eyes: "So happy, I'll wrap one for you too? The big one!"

Without even thinking about it, Su Yunyi turned her head and refused: "I don't want it!"

"Why?" Ah Cheng asked curiously, didn't you have a good time just now?

Su Yunyi tilted her head, "I don't want to eat what comes to me!"

"Spirit!" Minglou couldn't help but reached out and scratched her nose, in exchange for a grimace on her face.

Ah Cheng casually picked up an orange: "Yun Yi, are you on the train tomorrow afternoon?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Sometimes you tell too many lies, and you can almost deceive yourself.Su Yunyi picked the bridge of her nose, she really hoped that she was on the train tomorrow afternoon.

Minglou glanced lightly, took a sip of the tea that A Xiangcai added.

"Then I'll see you off." Ah Cheng's seemingly casual words were actually the result of discussions with Minglou in the study just now.

Wang Manchun has already sent someone to monitor Yun Yi, and no one can guarantee that she will not attack Yun Yi, nor can she know when she will attack.Although two people were sent to follow Yunyi, there was always a mixed bag of good and bad people at the train station. If Wang Manchun wanted to do something there, we might not be able to react quickly at all.So Ah Cheng decided to send her off in person.

Su Yunyi lowered her eyes and touched her nose: "No need, I'm not a child who can go by myself."

Minglou's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly said, "It's the three o'clock train, right? Eldest sister, why don't you call Uncle Su and tell him about Yunyi's situation, it can be regarded as an early New Year's greeting."

"Wait," Su Yunyi stretched out her hand to block Ming Lou's movement after she wanted to get up: "No need, no need. At this time, my father is in class, and no one will answer the call."

Minglou didn't speak, just looked at her like that; such bright eyes made Su Yunyi, who was already guilty, turned her head and touched her nose unnaturally: "You know?"

"En!" Minglou nodded, it was too obvious.

"Know what? What kind of charades are you two playing?" Ming Jing looked at Minglou and then at Su Yunyi: "Which of you two will tell me, what are you talking about?"

Su Yunyi stopped speaking with a guilty conscience, and looked at Minglou for help.Seeing that he didn't speak, she secretly reached out to hold his left index finger and shook it, her streamer-like eyes flashed with pleading.

Minglou held it with his backhand, squeezed it, and let go before she became angry, and slipped it into the pocket of his suit trousers without a trace: "Yun Yi and Uncle Su had a small conflict, so I didn't tell Uncle the exact time. Yesterday my uncle called me and asked about it sideways. This is why Yunyi stopped us from calling."

Hearing the change of address in his words, Su Yunyi stomped on him secretly, really shameless.

Minglou Chongni looked at her, unmoved, as if he wasn't the one being stepped on.In the end, Su Yunyi felt bored and took it back.

Sitting behind Su Yunyi, Ming Jing didn't see the small interaction between the two, but Ah Cheng who was sitting in the single chair next to him saw it clearly.He was so happy to watch the opera, so he almost used melon seeds and peanuts to add to the fun.

"Oh, that's it." Ming Jing laughed: "What a child, how can parents and children have an overnight feud? Yunyi, listen to sister Jing's words. Uncle Su is getting old, don't be angry with him, just in case He's angry, what's wrong with him, isn't it you who suffer the most?"

"Oh, I got it." Su Yunyi nodded: "I got it, I won't do it next time."

"Sit down, you kid, what are you doing standing up?" Ming Jing took her hand and gently lowered it; then looked at Ming Lou: "You sit down too, it looks good standing up."

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The howling cold wind rolled up pieces of snowflakes, and the thin dead branches stretched between the sky and the earth. Let the snowflakes wrap them in silver, which is very beautiful.

Su Yunyi stood at the door of Minglou's bedroom in light green pajamas, with her right hand raised high, unable to knock down.

After a while of silence, he finally let go and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned around, the closed study door opened, and a bronze arm stretched out, holding her wrist and moving in.

After a slight 'snap', the door closed again.Behind the door, Minglou put his arms around Su Yunyi's slender waist: "After wandering around for so long, if you don't take the initiative to open the door, are you planning to just leave like this?"

Su Yunyi struggled and twisted: "Don't hug me. I can't even talk."

"Tell me, I didn't stop you from talking." Minglou touched her shoulders, elbows, and hands, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Why is it so cold? In such a cold winter, I don't wear more than one. "

He let go of his hand, walked to the floor hanger, took a gray coat of his own, walked back and put it on her body.He was wearing the right size, and it was as funny as a child stealing an adult's clothes on her body, but Minglou liked this feeling very much.He took her hand and pulled her to sit on the stool at the end of the bed: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"That matter," she stretched out her hand to touch her nose awkwardly: "Dad said that the situation in Beiping is unstable, so I don't want to go for the time being. He is afraid that I can't protect my safety, so I don't want to go during the Chinese New Year. Live at home, family members, happy and festive. Just me, an outsider, alone, forgotten, very pitiful. So, so, I told a harmless little lie."

"Then have you thought about what to do after you leave?" He played with the black hair on her temples.

"Just find a hotel to stay for a few days, and then come back." She avoided his eyes with guilt.

Minglou sighed vaguely, and leaned over to hug her: "You are not an outsider, this is not someone else's house, you are not alone, I will be with you, and will not make you feel lonely."

Su Yunyi was moved a little bit, "That's right." She suddenly pushed him away forcefully, looked into his eyes seriously, "How did you know I was lying?" She would never say anything about Dad calling. will believe it.

"You told me?" Minglou's eyes are as vast as a starry sky, and their eyes are so deep that it's frightening. Every time they focus on her, they will unconsciously turn into a river of spring water, overflowing with tenderness.

Su Yunyi pointed at herself and looked at him in surprise: "Me? When? Why don't I know? Did I lose my memory?"

Minglou was delighted to see her silly look, and explained: "Didn't you realize that you touch your nose unnaturally when you are embarrassed or guilty; in just a few minutes, you touched your nose twice." So, he Think there is a problem.

I still have this habit?Su Yunyi thought about it carefully, and it seemed that it was true. She silently spurned this little habit of her own, and also admired Minglou's eyes, who actually exposed her lies like this.

"Yunyi," Minglou rarely looked at her seriously and earnestly, the color in his eyes almost sucking people in: "In this troubled world, countless changes will happen around you every day. All you have to do is Protect yourself, and don't expose your happiness, anger, and hobbies to the public. You don't know that one day these will become your weakness for others; unless you are strong enough to deter others by yourself, so that they don't Dare to move around; or you want to show it on purpose and use it to restrict others."

Su Yunyi is not stupid, but the living environment has always been relatively simple.When Ming Lou said this, she immediately understood what he meant, and she nodded seriously: "I understand, I will pay attention."

Minglou smiled and hugged her again, "I will find a reason for this matter, and tell the elder sister that you will not go tomorrow, so you don't have to worry. If you encounter this kind of thing in the future, discuss it with me, and I will help you think about it." Method."

"Okay." Su Yunyi closed her eyes and hid in his arms, enjoying the rare and peaceful time of the years.