Maybe it's because he returned to the place where he grew up in his previous life, or maybe it's because he talked to Shi Qin before going to bed, even if the Spring Festival Gala on TV was jubilant and lively, even if the firecrackers rang out in the entire imperial capital outside the courtyard, Song Xing fell asleep as soon as he sat on the sofa after the two families ate dumplings together.

The Shen family's kittens crawled over, sniffed the smell of Song Xing's body, and lay at her feet very reassuringly and comfortably, and the four kittens stretched out their legs and stretched their waists.

As if reunited after a long absence, Qiao Qiao snuggled up to Song Xing's velvet slippers with confidence, and after gently rubbing them, he also fell asleep.

Shen Yao was discussing with Song Yuanqing the tricks of Peking Opera Xiaosheng Qi practice to improve his line skills, when he suddenly saw Song Xing's quiet sleeping posture and the warping at her feet, and the memory suddenly came flooding like a spring.

When her sister Shen Qiao was alive, she was not used to staying up late, and she slept with the background sound of the Spring Festival Gala on more than one Chinese New Year's Eve. Kitten Qiaoqiao never believed in strangers, her sensitive ears heard someone passing by at the mouth of the alley, and immediately jumped on the roof or hid in the house, it was just the second time she saw Song Xing, how did it seem that it was too familiar to be more familiar, gently snuggled next to Song Xing, and could still fall asleep soundly.

If it weren't for the difference in silhouette and appearance, Song Xing's slightly curled sleeping posture, cold and noble temperament, and talent in clothing design are really very similar to Shen Qiao......

The doubts in Shen Yao's heart were getting bigger and bigger.

He looked at the Aracean bonsai in the courtyard and suddenly remembered that summer two years ago.

That night, he came home from the crew to pick up something, and when he got out of the taxi, he saw a slender girl crawling out of the corner of his yard.

He thought someone had come to steal something, but when the girl ran out, she was empty-handed.

Under the moonlight, Shen Yao could see very clearly that this girl's age and temperament, as well as every action of climbing out of the small hole, were exactly the same as when her sister was alive. She was light and tiptoeing, as if she had just sneaked into the courtyard and climbed out after drinking only a bowl of sour plum soup.

Shen Yao didn't startle the snake, he followed the girl to the Internet café opened by a friend "e-Net Love".

This is the Internet café he opened a little. Because the procedures are incomplete, it is opened in a small alley, and no one can find it if it is not a regular customer.

As soon as he debuted, he became popular in half the sky, no matter how many layers of clothes he put on, he would be recognized, and the only entertainment was to hide in this Internet café and play games at night.

At that time, his sister often followed him like a little tail, and in order to prevent his parents from finding out that he stayed up late to play, he secretly dug a hole, and usually blocked it with a potted plant of Aracea, a secret that even his parents didn't know except for his sister.

Shen Yao was very excited at the time, her walking posture, familiarity with home, and even her habits and sitting posture when she turned on the computer were exactly the same as her sister.

Shen Yao's mind flashed countless words that sounded a little scary for a moment.

I thought of what "borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul", but the lights of the Internet café shattered all his wonderful illusions, and although the girl in front of him looked a little familiar, it was not his dead sister Shen Qiao. On that summer night, Shen Yao went back to the courtyard in a daze as if he had been splashed with cold water, and shed tears for a long time in front of his sister's empty and dark house.

When I got back to the house, I heard the sound of rustling outside, and when I lit the lamp again, I saw that the girl had crawled in through the hole behind the Aracea, but went straight into the guest room. He suddenly remembered that his mother had mentioned on the phone during the day that the Song family in Yanzhou came to visit them in the imperial capital, and this girl with a cold face was Song Xing, a chubby girl who cried very sadly at her sister's funeral.

Shen Yao was even more gloomy, Song Xing was the daughter of someone else's family, what "borrowing the corpse to return the soul" was just her own fantasy, no matter how many coincidences happened, she could not be her sister.

If Qiaoqiao can come back, even if he can be willing to deny his parents, he will not be willing to deny his brother.

Shen Yao had always felt that Shen Qiao was not dead, and she would return to this courtyard sooner or later, so he often reminded his mother to clean up Shen Qiao's house often, and to turn on the lights at the gate no matter how late it was.

Because the road at the mouth of the alley is often built, he is afraid that his sister will come to the door of the house and trip over the stones, which will dirty her skirt.

But it seems that since the day he saw Song Xing, Shen Yao gradually accepted that Shen Qiao had left, no matter how much he saw any girl similar to her, he never doubted Song Xing's amazing design talent anymore.

Cancer, he is just silently waiting, maybe one day, his sister will come home in another way.

After a long time, Shen Yao was no longer hopeful, until he saw that at this moment, Shen Qiao's sleeping posture and Qiaoqiao's inexplicable intimacy with her. Until the Song family and his wife carried their daughter to the guest room to rest, he did not come back to his senses.

Shen Zhining looked at Shen Yao looking at the lights in the guest room in a daze, and thought that Shen Yao had a good impression of Song Xing, so he patted his son's shoulder happily and said:

"After this year, you're almost three. ”

Shen Yao came back to his senses at this time, he didn't realize that his father was urging his marriage, he gently closed the door of the main room, and asked his mother with an unusually serious expression.

"Mom, did you ever make Song Xing's newspaper clippings?"

Du Zheng was stunned, Shen Yao debuted early, and there are many beauties in the entertainment industry, even if the media is willing to hype up his scandal, every time he goes home, Shen Yao directly clarifies without waiting to ask, in my impression, this is the first time that Shen Yao takes the initiative to care about a girl.

Du Zheng happily found a booklet the size of an album.

The so-called newspaper clippings are that Du Zheng cut out the news about Song Xing in newspapers and magazines, and then pasted it on the black cardboard in an iPad-sized booklet, and then marked it according to the year, month and day, some like a young man's handbook. This way of retaining information seems to be time-consuming and laborious in the Internet age, but for the older generation of intellectuals, it is a habit of retaining information.

Du Zheng is also afraid that his son will say that he is partial or troublesome.

"I just cut some Song Xing's by the way when I was doing your newspaper clippings, after all, it was your Uncle Song's daughter, and I almost saved your father at that time. ”

Shen Yao took the newspaper clipping and quickly opened it to look through it, not only did he not look up, but he also did not pay attention to his mother's words.

Shen Zhining saw the large photo of Song Xing in the newspaper clipping, and felt a little bitter.

"If our family Qiaoqiao is still alive, she will be a sophomore this year, and she was born in the same year as Song Xing......"

Shen Yao quickly flipped through the newspaper clippings, and a sentence came out of nowhere, which frightened the Shen couple to raise their heads suddenly.

"Have you ever thought about it, Song Xing...... Could it be Qiaoqiao?" I want to talk about "The Shadow Queen of the First World War under Rebirth" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~