Fall In Love With A Substitute

She is closer to her sister.

Qing Luzi carefully arranged his hair, and after thinking about it, he untied the hair and let the hair spread behind him, which was satisfied.

As soon as the car stopped steadily, Qing Lu got out of the car and strode towards the house. Aunt Xue took her schoolbag at the door, Qing Lu looked at it, and at a glance she saw the person she was looking for on the sofa.

"Sister." She walked over quickly, stood behind Song Pianju's sofa, bent down to hug Song Pianjue, "You haven't come back for a long time."

"Long time?"

"Two months." Two months and three days.

Song Pianzhen patted Qing Lu's hand, told her to release herself, and turned to talk to her with a smile:

"Well, I will stay here for a while when I come back this time. I will stay at home until the end of the unified exam. You can see me when you go home."

Song Pianxiu's gentle and smiling voice was right in his ears, but it seemed to pass through a layer of water, and he couldn't hear clearly.

Qing Lu stared at Song Pianzhen in a daze, but after two months, Song Pianzhen seemed to have matured again, perhaps because she was wearing caramel-colored jumpsuits, and her hair was curled and draped charmingly behind her lips. A touch of water red, reflecting the skin like white porcelain, the beauty is dazzling.

Like the first ripe fruit, it has a very different style from the young middle school students.

Xu Zhaojiu, who was left behind by Qing Lu, came in: "Wow, cousin, you are so beautiful!"

"Huh? Your cousin didn't look good before?"

"It was pretty before, but now it's different."

Zeng Qing smiled and asked, "Which is it now?"

Xu Zhaojiu said with certainty: "Now it is so beautiful, the kind of gentle goddess big sister who makes junior high school boys want to confess when they see it."

"It's nonsense again." Song Pian squinted her eyes and laughed.

Bang, bang, bang, Qing Lu quietly looked at her face, his heart beating like a drum, and with one sound, they silenced most of their chatting.

She gently pressed her heart, and there was a bit of bewilderment in her eyes that jumped out of control, and she was delighted with the secret of her newborn childishness.

Discover how it feels to like someone.

At first it was doubtful, even panic, why she would like Song Pianzhen's sister. She sat at the desk and pondered to no avail. Then she lowered her head. The contest question was full of fluttering, like a playful little butterfly.

The feeling of heartbeat can't deceive people. Qing Lu gradually accepted this kind of self, and accepted the unknown thoughts. They grew wildly like fluffy grass in the dark place, and she could no longer look at Song Pianzhen calmly. , Look more, the heart beats sharply.

After Song Pianzhen returned, he held an 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony. There were a lot of guests that day, including business partners from the Song family, old friends, and a group of classmates from Song Pianqin.

Qing Lu wore the dress that Song Pianju personally picked for her, and returned to the room halfway through the banquet to pick up the gift she prepared for Song Pianjue. When she came back with her skirt, Song Pianjue was walking out of a small terrace. There was a boy who looked obsessively at her back with a lost expression. Qing Lu remembered him. Song Pianzhen's classmates were booing, saying that he and Song Pianzhen are very good match.

It is self-evident what happened in the small terrace during the time I left.

Qing Lu walked to Song Pianjue, handed Song Pianjue the gift, and said in a low voice:

"Sister, happy coming-of-age ceremony."

"Thank you, what is it?" Song Pianyu smiled and pulled off the dark green silk ribbon and opened the gift box. "A butterfly brooch, it's beautiful."

"Sister like it." Song Pianzhen naturally didn't notice when he looked down at the brooch. When Qing Lu was talking to her, his eyes were fixed on the male classmate who was rejected for confession.

Qing Lu opened his arms and hugged Song Pianzhen. Her body is as long as a line, and now it's one meter six to five. Both of them are walking on high heels. Qing Lu's heels are slightly higher, only a few centimeters shorter than Song Pianxiu. This hug looks extremely intimate.

Song Pianzhen naturally hugged her back. She seems to have also discovered the height problem of two people:

"My Qing Lu grew up in a blink of an eye, and my sister is looking forward to your coming-of-age gift."

"I am looking forward too."

She wants to grow up, faster, faster.

Qing Lu's chin rested on Song Pian's pale shoulders, and his eyes were deeply fixed on the boy, his eyes full of possessiveness, and even a bit gloomy and violent.

The other party didn't notice it, but seemed to understand that he shouldn't be here, and quickly left along the wall.

The bar mitzvah is just a catch in this long secret crush.

While Song Pianzhen was preparing for the unified exam at home, Qing Lu finally reunited with Xu Zhaojiu in his studies, and what he most looked forward to was the end of school.

After school, I can eat pastries made by Song Pianzhen himself. After so many years, Qinglu’s favorite is still butterfly cakes. Song Pian always scratched his nose and said, I didn't expect my Qinglu to be so nostalgic.

In the evening, you can take a walk by the lake with Song Pianju. The pink orange sunset covers the pale blue sky, falling toward the horizon as if you are dyeing the ground with romantic colors.

Before going to bed, you can say good night to each other. Her room is next to Song Pianzhen, and you can see each other's figures on the small balcony. So Qing Lu likes watching the stars on the small balcony, waiting secretly, expecting Song Pianzhen's accidental attention— —

Just like when she first arrived at Song's house, Song Pianzhen occasionally saw Qing Lu waiting for her when she was in class, Song Pianzhen would bring the computer to the table on the small balcony, blowing the cool evening breeze with Qing Lu, and deal with unread. Mail, browse information. Qing Lu was watching the stars and the moon next to him. When the moon fell in the sky, it became Song Pianzheng.

Later, it was Qing Lu's time alone. The blackout curtains were tightly drawn, and the night was thick in the room. Qing Lu hid under the quilt, his eyelashes swept across the quilt, and she muzzled and called her name silently.

Song Pianjue, Song Pianjue, Song Pianjue.

It is the best person for her, the person she wants to be, and the person she likes for the first time.

Until Song Pianzhen's unified examination was over and he left home for a new university, Qing Lu would still hide in the night and shout to Song Pianzhen.

But at this time Song Pianzhen was no longer at home. She could not see each other in bed again. It might take months or even half a year to see each other.

The affection that had been breeding for a few months was poured down by the cold water from the distance, drifted and settled down, mixed with sour and bitterness, and became a more solid existence.

Qing Lu took this feeling properly, put it in his heart, and walked along the road to Song Pianju.

Song Pianzhen is very good, like the most beautiful jewel in the crown, she can't be too bad-she is looking forward to hearing people say that she and Song Pianzhen are a good match.

Or, without others saying, she doesn't care about others, she just wants Song Pianzhen to admit it. She wanted to be spotted by Song Pianju in another identity.

Qing Lu, who has not yet reached the threshold of adulthood, is slightly immature, walking towards Song Pianzhen step by step.

She has excellent studies and has continuously participated in various international competitions and won good rankings. Even because of these shining shining points, the school was dubbed a "genius girl" gimmick.

In the circle of the family, everyone knows that there is a very good girl in the Song family, who is the closest sister brought by the Song family.

Even Xu Zhaojiu ran over and said to Qing Lu that she is now taking care of another child. No one but herself is ashamed to stand next to Qing Lu. She asked Qing Lu to cherish their friendship. Remember to hand in the papers in advance for the next exam. Send her the answer.

But time is beautiful and cruel, Song Pianzhen did not stop when Qing Lu was advancing.

Qing Lu came to Song's house when he was 8 years old. He was childish and didn't understand. Song Pianqi was 14 years old that year, she was a ladylike and slim, and she was already the eldest lady who could make up his mind when something happened.

Qing Lu was in the second year of junior high school when he was 12 years old, and the girl stretched out like a flower bud. Song Pianzhen was 18 years old that year, held a coming-of-age ceremony, graduated from high school and entered university, took a position in the Song family subsidiary, and gradually became familiar with the business.

Qing Lu graduated from high school at the age of 16, and got the highly anticipated number one in the unified exam. It was even better than Song Pianzhen. On the day of the results, Song Pianzhen came back from the field to congratulate her. Qing Lu was very happy and got up the next day. At that time, I learned that Song Pianzhen had hurriedly left at 3 in the morning.

Song Pianzhen was 22 years old that year, graduated from university, and formally entered the Song family industry, stepping on high heels, wearing exquisite makeup, and taking a low-key commercial vehicle into and out of major companies and groups, becoming a respectable and fearful "Little Song".

There seems to be a moat between the two.

The 16-year-old Qing Lu just broke away from his pure "high school student" status and moved to the wider world of university, where he was exposed to more possibilities. At this time, Song Pianzhen successfully graduated from the small society of university and entered the real society.

Sometimes, Qing Lu would hate this just right age difference, so that she would always be left behind by Song Pianqi when she was about to catch up with Song Pianqiu.

Song Pianzhen will never stay.

Qing Lu chased after her. From the age of 12 to the current 18, for six years, she stepped on Song Pianzhen's shadow left in the gap of time and walked forward little by little.

The only one who knew her thoughts was Xu Zhaojiu, who grew up with him, or Qing Lu accidentally exposed his horse's feet and was held on the spot by the rare and clever Xu Zhaojiu. Xu Zhaojiu just asked casually, and Qing Lu, who had always been as calm and steady as Song Pianju, got into a mess.

Later, after Xu Zhaojiu and Qing Lu's friend Ling Yi were together, this matter naturally became the secret of the three.

Xu Zhaojiu teased Qing Lu to confess to Song Pianju at her coming-of-age ceremony:

"Isn’t the coming-of-age ceremony very good? It will be here in two months-one of you is my favorite big cousin and the other is my favorite little sister Lu. Although I want to have them all, you can’t do this It's been delayed. For six years, you have watched Ben sophomore from the second grade. My sister, I feel distressed to death. Besides, what if it is done?"

Ling Yi glanced at her next to her: "Scumbag."

"I'm not me without you, don't talk nonsense."

Qing Lu hugged his knees and took a sip of beer.

Confession?

She moved a little.

She wanted to cut her heart open desperately and show Song Pianzhen.

A month later, before the coming-of-age ceremony, news came that Song Pianzhen was about to marry Zhuo Ming.

Zeng Qing personally said: "Your sister is not coming back for dinner today. She went to see Zhuo's brother. If it goes well, you will have a brother-in-law in the future."

Qing Lu shook his hand, and his chopsticks fell on the table with a snap.

Xu Zhaojiu happened to be in the Song family again. She was terrified at the time. Even if she didn’t understand company affairs, she knew about the Zhuo family. It was a family that worked closely with the Song family in various fields. Resources in the field of biotechnology.

Zhuo Ming is also a well-known young talent. Xu Zhaojiu has met him several times. He is a gentle and good-tempered brother.

In general, the Song family-no, is a big cousin who is passionate about her career, she is very likely to marry the other party.

What Xu Zhaojiu knew, Qing Lu wouldn't know. Since Qinglu entered the university, he followed his supervisor to start the thesis topic in advance, and at the same time, he has been closely following the movements of the Song family.

Xu Zhaojiu looked worriedly at the unconscious adults in the seat, and then at Qing Lu who hadn't said a word since then, and he was heartbroken.

After eating, Xu Zhaojiu was left by Zeng Qing to say a few words, and when he went to look for Qing Lu, the other party was no longer visible.

She went to ask Uncle Zhong and found out that Qinglu had driven out after dinner.

Xu Zhaojiu called worryingly, but no one answered. She asked Ling Yi to talk about it again, and Ling Yi thought for a while and said, "What can we do? Follow the traffic accident news tonight?"

"Hurry up and shut up." Xu Zhaojiu hung up the video angrily, his shoulders collapsed and he was discouraged.

Ling Yi was right, the two outsiders couldn't do much.

Xu Zhaojiu waited in a daze on the sofa all night. To be precise, he waited for two hours and slept violently. Qing Lu wakes up early in the morning:

"Xu Zhaojiu, get up and go back to the room to sleep."

Xu Zhaojiu got up honestly holding the pillow, rubbing his eyes halfway down the stairs, remembering to look back:

"Qing Lu? You are back."

"Ok."

"you……"

"I'm fine."

Qing Lu put his hands in his pockets, half of his face hidden in the big hood of the hoodie, Xu Zhaojiu couldn't see her expression clearly, so he had to say yes.

Seeing Qing Lu going upstairs, she whispered: "That...the big cousin didn't come back last night."

"I know, she is in the company."

How did you know? Xu Zhaojiu swallowed his words, Qing Lu must have been waiting for his cousin's company.

It's too miserable.

Xu Zhaojiu's heart was broken as he knocked his CP on the spot. She has a tragic feeling that she will leave a whole body in her death, and BE will get to the bottom:

"Did you say something?"

Qing Lu raised his head.

What did you say. Said a lot.

Zhuo Ming in Song Pianzhen's mouth is very good, at least, she has shown that she does not reject contact with the other party.

Qing Lu didn't think that Song Pianzhen would be with Zhuo Ming, be engaged, or get married in a blink of an eye, but she suddenly understood that one day Song Pianzhen would put this matter on her well-organized schedule, and the candidate on the list , There won't be her.

There will be no woman who is 6 years younger than her, and there will be no herself who she has always regarded as her sister.

Xu Zhaojiu was still waiting for her answer, Qing Lu thought for a while and whispered:

"I asked for a gift from my sister."

"Eh?"

"Mitzvah gift."

Bar Mitzvah gift.

This word burst into Song Pianjue's mind like a meteor, and exploded into a smoke nebula. In the boundless darkness, spots of cold white light lit up one by one, dissolving everything.

Song Pianzhen felt like an ice cube put in hot water and began to melt rapidly.

She passed the lightning of spring, the study of late autumn, non-existent asteroids and obscure characters. She walked through the endless darkness, brushed through different substances and images. She didn't know whether those were true or not, but she knew that she really existed.

"The operation of Unit A is over."

"Welcome back, Miss Song."

Song Pianzhen opened his eyes, and in front of him was a woman's face, with erect features, deep eye sockets, shoulder-length short hair, and a cold and indifferent voice.

Another woman hid behind her, poked her head out, and greeted Song Pianju in a very low voice:

"Big cousin..."

Song Pianju's consciousness slowly settled. She took a deep breath and sat up from the silver-white cabin, her voice still calm:

"Xu Zhaojiu."

"I'm..." Xu Zhaojiu replied tremblingly, only to be frightened by Song Pian's name when she called out her name.

Song Pianzhen looked at 01—it should be said that she thought 01:

"Are you Ling Yi?"

Ling Yi leaned slightly: "Miss Song, this is the first meeting."

"Xu Zhaojiu, are you 09?"

"I'm... the big cousin, don't call my full name. I'm so scared."

"Don't cry, it's noisy."

Xu Zhaojiu's pretentious cry stopped abruptly, and he didn't dare to speak again.

Song Pianzhen pressed her forehead.

"Qinglu."

"She...not awake yet."

After waking up from the cabin, Song Pianzhen already understood what was going on.

She remembered that on the night she met Zhuo Ming, Qing Lu suddenly appeared in her company. Qing Lu never interrupted her work, and would talk to her before coming. Song Pianju was surprised that day.

Qing Lu didn't seem to be in a high mood, and after a few chats, he didn't get better. Song Pianju said that he would give Qing Lu an adult gift, and asked Qing Lu what he wanted to make his children happy.

Qing Lu said that she wanted Song Pianzhen to accompany her on a trip, and Xu Zhaojiu and Xu Zhaojiu's girlfriend Lingyi were also with him. She would arrange the others and Song Pianzhen would have time.

Song Pianzhen hadn't taken a vacation for a long time, thinking that it would be okay to take this opportunity to take a break, so he agreed to Qing Lu.

But he did not expect that Qing Lu's so-called "travel" was such a trip.

She glanced at the terminal. Counting from the day she lost consciousness, only one week had passed since the real world, and the trip Qing Lu told her was also a week, which turned out to be just right.

Song Pianzhen's expression grew colder.

She came to the cabin of No. B in the next room. The cabin had not been opened yet, and she could not see Qinglu.

"Why is she still not awake?"

Xu Zhaojiu did not dare to step forward, poking Ling Yi forward to answer.

Ling Yi loosened his tie and said:

"First of all, I must introduce Ms. Song to the project that I lead research and development, Wujie. Wujie's main focus is the participation game in the small team mode. You can understand it as... extract the user's ideas and memories, and perform different tasks according to user requirements. simulation."

"Wujing is still in the final stage of the closed beta and has not yet been released. When Qinglu found me, his request was to extract all the memories of her and you and her large number of thought particles, and build this game field based on her as the main body."

"Qing Lu's purpose is to test whether you will be moved by her in different ages and in different physiological states after she has left her fixed identity as'sister'."

"You can understand that this is a game she made for you."

"You are a game producer, she is the material, isn't it?" Song Pianzhen said calmly, "Go on."

Ling Yi paused, speeding up her speech: "Unlike her, when you participate, you only use part of your ideas, so you can exit quickly and easily. At this stage of the internal test, we can ensure your safety."

"For Qinglu, long-term carrying will cause a great load on her spirit, so in the game, I have repeatedly appeared to urge you to complete the task as soon as possible, otherwise, it may cause irreversible damage to Qinglu."

When Ling Yi said this, she stopped again. Another reason she didn’t say was that before entering the cabin, Qing Lu said: “Remember to wake us up on time, otherwise my sister will run out of vacation and disrupt her work schedule. Not happy."

Ling Yi glanced at the cabin, and then said: "... Regarding the Qinglu experience project, we have not yet obtained specific and reliable data. At present, the situation is unknown."

Song Pian slapped the cabin of the B plane: "In other words, you are equivalent to using Qinglu as an experiment to collect internal test data?"

Song Pianyu was clearly wearing a warm camel coat, but at this time his momentum was like falling snow and winter, looking light and beautiful, but heavy and cold in reality. Ling Yi couldn't help avoiding this kind of her, saying:

"Qing Lu brought an accident exemption letter when he came to me."

"I am her friend, Ms. Song." She also didn't want to agree, Ling Yi sighed hardly. "She said, I don't agree with her to find another home. There are three or four similar projects in the research and development stage. I am the most complete. Leave my friends to them, it is better to stay with me."

Song Pianzhen looked at the arrogant and confident Ling Yi in front of her. She only heard that Xu Zhaojiu had a girlfriend named Ling Yi in the past six months, who was still Qing Lu's friend, but she had never seen herself. I saw it today, but it was a pity that this meeting was not a pleasant one.

She didn't look at Xu Zhaojiu, Xu Zhaojiu confessed without waiting for her question:

"I don't know, big cousin, you and Xiao Lu both got into the instrument and Ling Yi told me what was going on and asked me to help them. Before, I kept it from me. If I knew Xiao Lu was going to be so dangerous I’m just helping her confess to you face to face and being beaten by you, I won’t watch her lie in."

"..."

Since waking up, everything has been mixed together, Song Pian's mind is like vines intertwined, her gaze falls on the cabin B, which shows no sign of opening.

A little spark that had just ignited in my heart, when I saw Qing Lu that hadn't awakened, it slowly solidified in my heart, and couldn't send it out.

When the personal terminal sounded, Song Pianju looked down, and it was Zhuo Ming.

"I'll answer the phone."

Song Pianzhen came to the corridor, looked at the neat garden outside the window, and answered Zhuo Ming's call.

"Hello, Song Pianzhen."

"It's still so polite." Zhuo Ming smiled, "Three days later, has Miss Song's dancing partner been set for Feng's dinner party? Do I have this honor?"

After a few meals together, this is undoubtedly a sign of further contact.

Song Pian closed his eyes, suppressed his mixed thoughts, and sighed slightly:

"Sorry."

Xu Zhaojiu stood close and saw Zhuo Ming on the terminal. After Song Pianqi went out, she whispered to Ling Yi:

"Is it really done? Why do I feel that my cousin is just angry? I don't seem to like Xiao Lu."

Ling Yi stuck in his pocket, looked at the direction Song Pianju was leaving, and said lightly:

"Ms. Song has signs of heartbeat in all four scenes." She was still euphemistic. In the end, Song Pianzhen had regarded Qinglu as a true lover.

"My most beloved and raised sister, and at the same time, the lover now poses a pose, but the other party is doing all-out preparations to lose her life for her own sake. Miss Song is very complicated now."

"..." Xu Zhaojiu thought for a while, and had to sigh, "But I still want Xiao Lu to wake up quickly. If she wakes up, she will be happy."

"It turns out that the big cousin likes her, no matter what she looks like."

Ling Yi was silent for a while.

"She might not wake up either."

"--what?!"

"What does this mean?" Song Pianzhen stood at the door, her eyes sharp in an instant.

Ling Yi opened his mouth and said:

"Miss Song may have also discovered that the nature of this game is dominated by Qinglu. Xiaojiu and I have only invested part of our ideas, and the two'new humans' I created based on us as a system to show images, together assisting from the side. ."

"The series of tasks released by the system are all manifestations of her own subconscious. I only interfere with the duration of the instance to prevent Qing Lu from being harmed."

"In addition, she in the small world you experience is also a manifestation of her own consciousness."

"Combining the above two points, Miss Song, do you remember the last mission you performed? Qing Lu asked you to kill her at the moment when your relationship reached its peak."

When Ling Yi said this, she couldn't bear to say it again, but she felt that she should go on and let Song Pianzhen know.

"Qinglu is subconsciously pessimistic about this relationship. She thinks that you have reached the most complete and happy moment at the end of the game. She chose to die in your hands and stop everything at the highest point."

"In other words, she feels that after returning to reality... you may not choose. Then for her, it may not be necessary to return to reality."

"Also, that is to say... Qing Lu might... he doesn't want to wake up?" Xu Zhaojiu's voice trembled, and the tears came down as soon as his eyes blinked.

"All this is my guess..."

On the day Song Pianqi escaped from the game, Ling Yi's speculation slowly became reality.

In the internal test, the longest time the user left the cabin was three days, and Qinglu had been in the cabin for half a month.

Everything is intact, the vital test indicators are completely normal, the nutrient solution is absorbed normally, that is, the person never wakes up.

Qing Lu didn't want to wake up.

What is enough time for a month? Song Pianzhen used to feel that one month was too short for the team under her to perfect a large-scale plan. After a busy period, looking back, one month passed quietly.

But the month that Qinglu was sleeping in the cabin seemed extremely long.

Song Pianzhen was very angry at first, she didn't understand why Qinglu wanted to do this, and why didn't she tell her directly. She asked this question to her best friend. The friend looked at her with foolish eyes: "Aren’t you treating others as your sister? You are such a serious person, and she confessed, you will agree or run away overnight. Need to say?"

Song Pian was speechless when she heard it.

She is indeed such a person. She has divided other people into the grid when she first met. Relatives are relatives, friends are friends, and lovers are—this hasn't appeared yet.

She regarded her as a younger sister since the first time she saw Qing Lu, and she has not changed over the years. Even though Qing Lu has grown up, is not tall enough to lose himself, and has begun to show her femininity, Song Pianzhen never thinks a bit more, and is almost certain that he will reject the other party's "excessive" behavior.

She was paranoid and enthusiastic, which made Song Pian palpitate and had to admit that she was ignited by her.

Song Pianzhen almost lost sleep every night.

Although Qing Lu had no blood relationship with her, she was taught by herself and got along the longest. Even Xu Zhaojiu, who always ran to Song's house, lags behind her.

Song Pianzhen was almost used to having Qing Lu's company when he was in Song's house. At first it was a small carrot, sitting obediently on the carpet and looking at herself. Later, it was a beautiful young girl. When she returned to Song's house, she was always the first to pick her up, with stars in her eyes.

When the incomparable real world overlaps with reality, everything becomes strange. After the initial anger is suppressed, Song Pianzhen always thinks of Qinglu in the game, and sometimes even whimsical——

Who would Qing Lu be more like when he grew up in this world? Lin Qinglu? Feng Yuexian? Or Nie Lingbo?

Think about it carefully, the ages of these three are all staggered. Could it be that they resemble Feng Yuexian first, then Lin Qinglu, and finally Nie Lingbo?

For the first time Song Pianzhen found that he still had such a fantastic idea.

But seriously, it should be like no one.

Qinglu is Qinglu, and she will live out her own style in this world.

She is a well-known genius girl, following her mentor in her professional field, she is the star destined to shine in the future, and is... her lover in the future.

On the day of the Qinglu coming-of-age ceremony, Song Pianzhen threw off the shareholders meeting and went to see her.

She put the birthday cake she made by herself on the small table aside, feeling for no reason that she was coming to visit the patient's family.

Fortunately, there is no ubiquitous smell of disinfectant on the nose, a piece of dry and refreshing. Song Pianzhen opened the window to let in the yellow velvet sunshine in autumn.

She held her hands and talked to Qing Lu about what she had done recently.

"I have already made it clear with Zhuo Ming, and the marriage is over."

Even if Qing Lu was not in a coma, Song Pianzhen would not continue to discuss marriage cooperation with Zhuo Ming. She already had others in her heart, so she wouldn't wrong herself. Marriage is just the icing on the cake, not a necessary means, there is no need to persist.

"Your coming-of-age ceremony has been cancelled. Everyone is asking you. I said you went abroad on a whim." Song Pianzhen pointed to the cake, "Your banquet has become a cake, and you won't be able to eat it again. After today, I can't even eat the cake."

...

Song Pianzhen said a lot, her mouth was dry, she picked up the cup and drank some water, wondering if this was really useful.

According to her idea, the person should be moved to the hospital with the cabin. But Ling Yi insisted that to treat such game players who are subconsciously unwilling to wake up, they must wake up the opponent's desire to survive like a vegetable.

Xu Zhaojiu nodded desperately next to her, her basis is that it must make sense to act like this in TV series.

Song Pianzhen was indifferent to the little cousin's rhetoric, but Ling Yi is the architect of the game, and she must refer to the other party's "wake-up plan."

Moreover, Qing Lu is now in good physical condition, and there is still room for experimentation.

However, Song Pianzhen has already said so much. Xu Zhaojiu’s news that "Qing Lu most wants to hear" is not married is put in the first sentence. Qing Lu is still not awake, she can't help but feel a faint fear in her heart. .

The hospital is the last resort, but if the hospital is useless, if Qing Lu really won’t wake up...

The silent room was filled with the yellow light of autumn.

Song Pianzhen's reason was thinned and shattered a little bit. At some unknown time, the glimmer of sunlight under her eyes turned into a little watery, falling from her eye sockets.

She muttered with sadness in her heart:

"Do you want to stay with me anyway."

The voice was very low, like a soft sigh, quietly melting into the autumn sun.

After a moment of emotion leaked, Song Pianzhen armed herself with reason again. She tidied up her expression and stood up to open the cake box.

Language is useless, can you say good food?

Song Pianzhen thought of Lin Qinglu, who was attracted by butterfly cakes in the first world a few meters away, and suddenly felt that next time he could make some butterfly cakes to try...

"……want."

The cake box Song Pianzhen just picked up snapped back to the table.

She trembled in her heart and immediately turned her head back, the tail of her hair jumping lightly in the air.

The cabin opened silently, Qing Lu rubbed his forehead and slowly stood up from the cabin.

The black hair poured down behind her, the red-brown pupils were filled with honey-like autumn light, and she looked at Song Pianzhen with a firm tone, as if she was acting like a baby:

"I want to be with my sister."

The branches outside the window shook rustlingly, shaking off an autumn ground.

The sweet creamy taste of the cake melts in the wind quietly with the gentle autumn.

The author has something to say:

Qinglu means Qingdao. "Wenxuan·Yan Yanzhi": "The sun is lining the stomach and the moon tracks the green land." Lu Xiang's note: "The green land, the host is also. Yan Lichun, spring equinox from the east

Tao is also here. "

It also means oriental and spring.