June 2012.

After finishing the last aesthetics of the second semester of her freshman year, Song Jingyu hurriedly handed in the paper and trotted all the way to the dormitory.

The hot wind blew through the boulevard, and the smell of camphor trees filled the air.

On the way, she met the senior sister on the same floor, she smiled sweetly, and her voice was delicate: "Hello senior sister." ”

The senior sister looked surprised and looked at her twice: "The exam is over?"

"No, I submitted the paper early. After saying that, he continued to run.

The tail note of the senior sister's ridicule came from behind: "Sure enough, it's a freak, and it's not my own biological parents, and I'm still excited." ”

Song Jingyu's steps paused for a moment, and then resumed his speed.

Back in the dormitory, she grabbed the suitcase she had already packed in the corner and walked out.

Make an appointment with the taxi driver to meet at the north gate of Qinan University.

Holding Song Lan's favorite red bean smoothie that she bought at the milk tea shop in her hand, looking at the layer of thermal insulation paper wrapped outside, she pursed her lips and smiled, and tilted the sun umbrella in her hand a little more.

The weather is so hot, Song Lan will definitely like it. She thought.

"Girl, is that the car you called?" the driver shouted at the top of his voice.

Song Jingyu nodded.

After getting on the bus, the driver reconfirmed the location: "Hengjiang Hotel?"

Song Jingyu pinched her fingertips and said solemnly: "That's right." ”

The driver's brow twitched, and he glanced at her from the rearview mirror.

"Girl, why don't you go home?" the driver asked gossipily, "These days, the student girl is easy to be deceived by the old oilman, see that you are simple and pure, don't take that detour." ”

Song Jingyu's heart trembled, and she replied confidently: "There is no one at home." ”

took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Song Lan:

"Hengjiang Hotel, A517, I'll wait for you first. 」

Her palms were tense and sweaty, and she bent her fingers to bite the knuckles of her index fingers, as if she had done a complete shame.

As the adopted daughter of the Song family, Song Lan is her nominal "elder brother". She knew that such a relationship was dishonorable, but since he wanted it, then she would definitely give it.

Give someone to give him his heart, give him everything he wants.

"Squeak—"

The extremely uncomfortable sound of tire friction suddenly shouted, and the driver yelled: "Fuck you!"

Song Jingyu threw herself into the front seat. Before I could ask what was wrong, a loud bang exploded in my ears.

Immediately, the whole person fell into darkness.

The moment she woke up, Song Jingyu had a terrible headache. The buzzing in my ears continued, and my nasal passages were filled with the irritating smell of disinfectant water.

I barely opened my eyes, but I saw those deep and calm eyes at a glance.

"Song Lan!" Song Jingyu was instantly happy, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows rose together, "You're here." ”

Song Lan was sitting on a stool next to him peeling apples, his face as calm as his eyes.

Simply replied to her with an "um", but did not look up.

Song Jingyu pursed her lips, feeling that Song Lan's mood was a little wrong.

I was about to ask him what was wrong, when the sound of high heels hitting the ground suddenly came from outside the door.

"Ah, sister, you're awake!"

Song Jingyu looked towards the door.

In her memory, Xiao Huanting, who was as noble and beautiful as a white swan, stood there elegantly, smiling gently and gently.

Finding that Song Jingyu was looking at herself, she picked up the red bean smoothie in her hand, parted her delicate lips, and took a sip of the straw.

Then he walked on his high heels to the hospital bed.

Song Lan said casually: "Huanting is thirsty, I saw that your cup of cold drink hadn't been touched yet, so I gave it to her." ”

Song Jingyu pursed her lips and was silent.

Xiao Huanting bent down slightly, with an apologetic smile on her face: "Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't plan to drink it, it's Ah Lan who wants me to ......" The voice was soft and tactful, "But it's a pity, it's a little melting, it's not as good as the original." ”

Not as good as the original.

Song Jingyu retracted her gaze in disappointment, her inferiority complex exploded in her heart, spreading rapidly to the blood veins in her limbs, and she didn't dare to look at Xiao Huanting again.

Xiao Huanting was Song Lan's first love, and Song Lan loved her to death at that time.

Song Lan said: "Ugly girl, you learn more from your sister-in-law, do you know how good it is to you?"

She said, "Okay." ”

Since then, she has been good to Song Lan and better to Xiao Huanting.

Until Xiao Huanting drugged her wine at her coming-of-age ceremony, suggesting that the strange man carried her into the room.