Asian Roll Bicycle Queen and Light Magic Wind Chapter 17: Sister (2)

As soon as her eyes opened, she closed because of the dazzling white light, and she stretched out her hand to block it, Ai Xue relieved the excessive light.

After a few seconds, her eyes adjusting to the intensity of the light, she took her hand away, sat up with her body propped up, and looked around in confusion.

It is a minimalist bedroom with floor-to-ceiling glass overlooking the bustling city at night and the moonlight, and a square ceiling lamp emitting a bright white glow that illuminates the clean and tidy room.

Looking down, there is a soft big bed under him, and he is covered with a thin quilt, although it is a cold color decoration style, but the air is filled with a faint fragrance, the owner of the room is a girl, Ai Xue guessed.

She didn't know what this place was, let alone why she was here, and her last memory was standing in line to board the plane, as if she had fainted inexplicably.

Her head still hurt a little, and the faint feeling of dizziness made her can't help but press her hand on her head.

After a while, the dizziness subsided, and out of curiosity, Ai Xue got off the edge of the bed, her shoes didn't know who took them off, and there was only a pair of cartoon cotton slippers under the bed.

Dressed in cotton slippers, she came to the door of the cloakroom that had not been closed. Although there are few skirts, and the style of clothes and shoes is neutral, she can still tell at a glance that they are all worn by girls.

After confirming that the owner of the room was a girl, Ai Xue's nervous mood relaxed a lot. When I came to the desk in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass, there was only a photo in a frame on the black tabletop, except for the lamp and pen.

Picking up the photo frame and looking at the girl in the photo, she was stunned, the girl in the photo was herself!

From the background, she could see that it was the donation site of a public welfare event, and in the photo, she was busy checking the number of donated stationery.

She was shocked in her heart, she was really targeted by a criminal organization!

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Ai Xue hurriedly turned around, but what she saw was a familiar face, a cold girl wearing light gray home clothes and holding a white porcelain bowl in her hand.

"Sister Ai Xue, you're awake!" Seeing Ai Xue standing there, a look of joy appeared on Wan Yan Zhen'er's pretty face.

"Zhen'er? How are you? Panic disappeared from Ai Xue's face, replaced by a look of surprise.

"Of course it's me, this is my home, who else can I be?" Wan Yan Zhen'er walked up to her and handed her the bowl with both hands, "The freshly boiled ginger soup, the bowl is a little hot, take it carefully." ”

Ai Xue took the ginger soup, but did not drink it, but put it on the table.

"Sister Ai Xue, drink it while it's hot to drive away the cold and prevent colds." Saying that, Yan Zhen'er was about to go to the end, but was stopped by Ai Xue.

"Zhen'er, tell me, how can you have my picture?" Ai Xue showed the photo to Wan Yan Zhen'er, who suspected that Wan Yan Zhen'er was related to the criminal organization, and even suspected that Wan Yan Zhen'er was a member of the criminal organization.

"I forgot to put it away." Seeing that Ai Xue had found the photo, Wan Yan Zhen'er reached out to get it.

Ai Xue withdrew her hand in time and didn't let her take the photo away: "Zhen'er, should you explain it to me?" ”

"I'm looking for someone...... Candid shots. Wan Yan Zhen'er bit her red lip and said half-swallowing.

"I know it was taken secretly, I'm asking why you secretly filmed me?"

Feeling Ai Xue's suspicious gaze, Wanyan Zhen'er smiled bitterly: "Sister Ai Xue, you don't think that I am in league with those bad guys who kidnapped you, right?" ”

"Kidnapping my ...... Those bad guys? Ai Xue was confused.

"Yes, Sister Ai Xue, have you forgotten?" Wan Yan Zhen'er explained, "I went to the airport to pick up my friends, and I met four men in the hall, one of whom was holding you, and Sister Xie saw it. ”

Ai Xue shook her head: "I remember that I was boarding the plane, and I don't have any impression of what happened behind me." ”

"It seems that you were stunned by them, and those people are evasive, and they are not good people at first glance." Wanyan Zhen'er motioned for Ai Xue to sit down, "Fortunately, Sister Xie is here, those bad guys are not Sister Xie's opponents, and now they have been escorted to the Public Security Bureau by the airport security personnel, and Sister Xie has also followed to make a record." ”

"You saved me?" Ai Xue roughly guessed what had happened.

"It's not me, it's Sister Xie who saw Sister Ai Xue and you, and Sister Xie also made it." Wan Yan Zhen'er smiled.

"And what's going on with this picture?" Ai Xue looked at the photo in her hand.

Staring at the photo in her hand, Yan Zhen'er was silent, and her eyes gradually blurred, as if she had fallen into some kind of whirlpool of memories.

Noticing Yan Zhen'er's strange appearance, Ai Xue waited quietly and patiently, without disturbing her sound.

After about two or three minutes, Yan Zhen'er came back to her senses and reached out to take the photo. This time, Ai Xue didn't withdraw her hand again, and let Yan Zhen'er take the photo over.

After staring at the girl in the photo for a long time, Wan Yan Zhen'er looked up at the real person in front of her again: "Sister Ai Xue, actually...... I should call you...... Sister. ”

"Sister?" It was just a few seconds of puzzlement, and Ai Xue, who guessed something, showed a shocked look, "Are you ......?"

Wan Yan Zhen'er didn't answer directly, opened the bedside table under Ai Xue's gaze, and carefully took out a delicate square box from inside. Placing the box on the table and opening it, a familiar and unfamiliar doll appeared in Ai Xue's eyes.

It was a fluffy white poodle, the doll was not new, even very worn, the fur was a little sparse, and it was no longer pure white, but it was very well preserved and there was no damage in it.

"Remember it?" Wan Yan Zhen'er gently picked up the doll, and from that cautious appearance, you could see how much she cared about this doll.

"Eleven years?" Ai Xue's voice trembled.

"Yes, eleven years." Wan Yan Zhen'er's eyes were slightly red.

The girl's words made Ai Xue's heart tremble violently, and the image in her mind that had been suppressed for a long time because of fear and sadness resurfaced: at the entrance of the shopping mall with light snow, the little girl in rags stood trembling in the cold wind, her unkempt hair and thin clothes were covered with merciless snow, and her weak body was as thin as the camphor tree next to her.

I don't know when, tears filled Ai Xue's red eyes. The short girl stood alone in the indifferent crowd, her eyes were so lonely, helpless, and so vigilant and helpless, like a long sharp thorn piercing her heart.

Those real eyes were deeply imprinted in her heart, and even after eleven years, they are still fresh in her memory. The more she grows up, the more she can really feel the stubbornness in her eyes.

How difficult it must be for a stubborn little girl with that kind of stubbornness that can't even be compared to death, to go on the road of life on her own.

The memory goes back to the scene when she came out of the mall again, the indifferent crowd is still there, and the camphor tree full of falling snow is still there, but the thin figure is gone, and the sister leaves silently.

Ai Xue imagined more than once where her sister had gone with the half-eaten roasted sweet potatoes she had eaten and the doll that could not bring her any substantial help, whether it might be a poor house where the poor gathered, or it could be under a random overpass filled with cold wind.

The thought of such a picture made her heart twist.

She remembered that the wind and snow were very heavy that night, and she lay in front of the window and couldn't sleep all night. Despite this, he is still in a warm bedroom, without wind or rain, and no matter how well his sister sleeps, it must be a simple and dilapidated residence.

What's more, can my sister really sleep soundly? Food, clothing, shelter and transportation, for a penniless little girl, is tantamount to the destruction of the world.

"You're a ...... It's mine...... Sister? Ai Xue choked, her sister actually appeared in front of her, she wanted to believe it but couldn't believe it.

"Yes, I am the little girl from eleven years ago, your sister, Wanyan Zhen'er." Wan Yan Zhen'er called out softly, "Sister." ”

The bland sound of her sister made Ai Xue's body tremble, and tears finally broke the embankment at this moment, gushing out of her red and swollen eyes and flowing down her cheeks. She got up from her chair and hugged the girl in front of her like a flutter.

"It's you, it's really you." Ai Xue burst into tears, excited, guilty, and happy...... All kinds of emotions are intertwined.

Wanyan Zhen'er also hugged Ai Xue, trying her best not to let tears flow out of her red eyes: "It's me, sister." ”

The two hugged tightly, the glass reflected the figures of the two with the help of the light, and the fluctuating emotions made the black room much softer, no longer cold.

Nearly five minutes passed, and the mood eased somewhat, and the two women who were hugging each other separated and sat on the edge of the bed.

Ai Xue held Yan Zhen'er's slightly cold little hand, her eyes stayed on her body all the time, and her freshly dried eyes were covered with a layer of mist because she had not blinked for a long time.

Even so, Ai Xue still didn't blink, she didn't dare, for fear that all this was fake, for fear that her sister would leave her when she blinked.

"How are you doing all these years?" Ai Xue asked with concern.

"It's good, eat well, dress warmly, I just miss my sister." Wan Yan Zhen'er nodded.

If Yichen was here, he would be surprised, Wanyan Zhen'er's well-behaved appearance was not at all like the cold girl in his impression, in this case, Mo Kaize would probably be jealous when he saw it, even if Ai Xue was a woman.

"Think I'm still hiding it from me?" Ai Xue said with a little reproach.

"I originally wanted to tell my sister about you after dealing with the matter at hand, but I was afraid that I would not be able to leave my sister after saying it in advance." Wan Yan Zhen'er whispered, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Silly sister, doing things doesn't affect our feelings, you can do whatever you want, as long as our sisters can see each other often, I will be satisfied." Ai Xue smiled indulgently.

Wan Yan Zhen'er lowered her head embarrassedly: "It's a little confused." ”

"Explain to my sister well, why didn't you say goodbye at the gate of the mall back then?" Ai Xue deliberately straightened her face.

"Sister, I'm saying goodbye to you, it's just ...... You didn't find out. Wan Yan Zhen'er whispered.

Ai Xue's heart hurt, yes, why didn't she find out? Without the company of his parents and a wealthy life, he has experienced social reality and the dangers of life since he was a child, and his sister's heart is far more mature than himself.

"By the way, sister, I went to Jinan yesterday to see Uncle Ai and Aunt Fang, and Aunt Fang is still so young and beautiful." Wan Yan Zhen'er said with a smile.

"You went to Jinan yesterday?"

"That's right."