A Star Reborn: The Queen’s Return

Xia Wei was shocked: "How do you know... No, how can I be Xia Wei?!"

Feng Xiao still smiles, take a recorder on the table and press the switch. The ambient sound of rustling and the soft music in the moonlight bar flowed out, mixed with the sound of several glass cups, only to listen to a gentle male voice -

"So high the stage, when you fall, are you afraid?"

"Afraid... very scared, but... you can say goodbye to the balance..."

Feng Xiao gently turned off the recorder: "Will you listen again?"

Xia Xi saw the ghost and looked at him: "What did I say to you last night... And how can you record?" God, she can't remember the habit of spitting the truth after drinking, yesterday. How did you get drunk in the evening? !

Feng Wei, he... found out?

She stared at his face and wanted to see a clue.

Feng Xiao sighed, "I drank a little wine yesterday, you said everything." He threw the recording pen to her. "Do not believe in listening to yourself. After listening to it, remember to wash it away. Don't be discovered." Yes, and, in the future, don’t pick up the wines that others have handed over, how big the people are, and there is no common sense.”

Xia Xi subconsciously caught, reacted for a long while, and suddenly realized a problem: "Don't pick up the wine... Are you deliberately drunk me after the talk?!"

He glanced at her: "Yes."

"why?"

"I have long suspected you. When I first saw you, I felt that you were too like Xia Wei. From temperament, to the way of singing, and the handwriting of writing, it was carved out of a mold. But this is too Shocking, I have to listen to you personally, I have to find an opportunity to invite you to drink, set your tone."

She was dizzy: "Wait, it's hard to be done. Did you design it when I asked me to go to the bar yesterday?"

"Yes."

"The wine..."

"I let the bartender raise the intensity and get some medicine," he said without a shock.

Xia Xi’s incredulously staring at him, this person’s deep thoughts is simply horrifying. "Feng, you, you, you..." She said several "you" words in a row, and there was confusion in her mind.

He got up and gave her a cup of tea: "Under the hangover."

She took it and sipped her mouth with anger and felt much better.

He said: "Small, I will not tell anyone about this, including 裴子衡, you can rest assured."

Her mood calmed down and nodded. Suddenly thought of something, and nervous: "Hey...he, do you see it?"

Feng Wei said that Zhai Ziheng did not recognize her.

His words let her breathe a sigh of relief and lost.

I still remember that in the drizzle in front of the Sansheng Stone in the same year, Zhai Ziheng embraced her and sweared, and made a vow to give birth to the world. He said, Xiao Yan, the next life, no matter where you are, what you look like, I can find you in the vast sea of ​​people, bring you back to me.

But now, he has a word.

Xia Wei bowed his head and slowly drank the water in the cup, letting the mist cover her eyes.

Feng Wei said: "Small, do you still love him? Even after he forced you to such a point?"

Xia Wei sat on the sofa opposite Feng Yu, bent his legs and picked himself up. "I don't know," she said. "Auntie, I don't know... you don't know what happened that year, so maybe I can never be sure if I love him, or..." or Stockholm syndrome.

Perhaps Zhai Ziheng succeeded, and she still mourned him after suffering such a painful torture.

But he failed again. She will never go back. She is not willing to be controlled by this terrible mental illness. She does not want to be his slave.

In the end, is the love that has not been exhausted? Or is it the disease of Stockholm syndrome?

She didn't want to distinguish it, and more past events were only recollected, and I couldn't go back.

"I am with Li Lei now, very good," she said.

Feng Xiaojing said for a moment, he said, "It’s incredible. You actually have a day that you like others. At the beginning, you and Yuzi Heng are so good, it is the most inseparable pair under the sun."

Xia Wei is bitter, who says no? No one can understand the meaning of Zhai Ziheng to her. For her, he is not only a lover, but also the only **** in her life, the supreme belief.

It was him who saved her from the nightmare abyss.

The first memory in life is in an orphanage.

At that time, Xia was still very small, running in a long and long corridor, the night was deep, and the surrounding was black and quiet. The criss-crossing tree shadows were like countless monsters, and sneered to devour her. She stumbled and cried, trying to find an adult and telling them that her sister Xia Yu’s face was so scary that she ran for a long time, didn’t meet anyone, lost in the depths of the corridor, how to run Don't come out...

She still remembers the fear and helplessness of deep bone marrow, which constitutes her childhood before the age of twelve.

At that time, Xia Wei was worried about the condition of Xia Yu every day. The doctor said that Xia Yu suffers from severe congenital heart disease. If he does not undergo systematic surgery, he will not live long and can have high surgery costs. Their sisters can't afford it.

Xia Wei pleaded with the orphanage. However, the shortage of funds in the courtyard could not raise the money.

The dean said to her in a kind and resolute tone: "Oh, your mood is understandable, but your sister's condition is difficult to cure. The money to spend is not something you can imagine. And, even if it takes a lot Money, you may not be able to cure it. Xiao Yan, it is not easy to raise you in the courtyard. Besides you, you have to raise a lot of other children. You have to think about other children. If you take all the money to you. My sister is seeing a doctor, what should the other children do?"

"I don't care about other children, I will cure the summer rain!" Xia Yan cried again and again.

The dean said that she was too ignorant and put her in the confinement room for three days and could not see Xia Yu.

When she went out, she couldn’t wait to take a shower and change clothes, and ran to the summer rain. She opened the door and saw four or five older children laughing and jumping around the summer rain. They sang their own songs: "Ugly, short-lived, ugly. , short-lived ghost..."

And Xia Yu, her weak sister, is desperately shrinking herself into a small group, kneeling in the corner, her eyes closed with her eyes closed, her body shivering, her shoulders pumping, and crying.

Xia Wei only felt the slamming of his head and rushed up to beat the big children.

The battle was very fierce. When the teacher heard the news and pulled them away, everyone had a blood on their face. She struggled angrily in the teacher's arms, roaring, screaming, and continued to struggle to kick the body of a big child in front of her, the big child was scared by her madness, fell to the ground and was full of horror. .

Later, several big talents took her.

Xia Yu dragged the sick body and walked over, screaming and crying, taking out a handkerchief that was trampled on the dirty, carefully helping Xia Wei wipe the blood and tears on his face.

They hugged together and cried.