Outrageous

Lu Zhiwei held the phone tightly.

As if wanting to grasp this tender dream.

There are blessings in the dream, she who will not be forgotten, and she has everything she could never achieve.

Someone will remember the little lotus.

Some people will remember the little transparent deer who knows the micro.

They are no longer alone.

Sang Wanci was standing by the window watching the snow while holding his mobile phone.

She remembers Lu Zhiwei's birthday.

I remember she said that she had a low sense of existence in the past.

I remember her expression of surprise when she was asked about her birthday for the first time.

The affection is sincere, and it doesn't seem to be fake.

So Sang Wanci wanted to tell her a happy birthday personally, even on the phone.

I want to tell her that someone will remember your birthday.

Will remember you too.

Hearing the hoarseness in her voice, Sang Wanci couldn't help asking softly: "Lu Zhiwei, are you crying?"

Lu Zhiwei was embarrassed to lose his temper in front of her even with the phone on hold.

Wiped away tears vigorously and cleared his throat.

"Nothing." She said with a smile, "Mr. Sang called to wish me a happy birthday at midnight. How can I cry with such a happy thing?"

Sang Wanci didn't believe this rhetoric, and the tone was always gentle, with a hint of pity.

"do not Cry."

The tears that Lu Zhiwei had just held back instantly came up again.

Humans are really strange carbon-based creatures.

No matter how hard you build your strength, as long as you hear the whispers of people around you, you will instantly collapse and surrender.

She pressed her lips tightly, enduring and enduring.

In the end, the tears were the first to compromise, and they overflowed silently.

"thanks…"

These two words are repeated over and over again.

She found that she seemed to have nothing to say to Sang Wanci.

She felt that Sang Wanci, just like her name, also occupies the word "ci".

Kind and kind.

Gentle and charming.

Always like it.

Sang Wanci suddenly remembered the way she was weeping outside the scene.

It was the day when they finished sending her flowers.

Her expression was full of disbelief that day, as if all this was an illusion in front of her, and it would shatter and disappear like a bubble when she reached out and touched it.

Because she had never experienced it before, she was at a loss and could only shed tears incoherently.

At that time, she was like now, with these two words repeatedly coming and going: Thank you.

She seemed to have nothing else to say.

She didn't seem to know what to say.

She just didn't expect anyone to care about her.

Sang Wanci didn't want to see her like this.

Can't bear it.

"I bought you a gift." Sang Wanci said softly, distracting Lu Zhiwei's attention, with a friendly and polite voice, "But I don't have your address, can you tell me where I should send it?"

Lu Zhiwei was flattered: "How ashamed to make Teacher Sang spend money!"

It is enough to send birthday wishes specially to guard the zero o'clock.

How can satisfied people want more?

"It's normal for friends to give birthday gifts," Sang Wan said kindly, "and I'm not the only one to give them."

Lu Zhiwei: "?"

What does this mean?

But Sang Wanci didn't mean to explain to her: "I'll hang up first.

"Remember to send me the address."

Lu Zhiwei: "???"

"Wait-"

The call was interrupted.

Without hesitation.

Lu Zhiwei looked at the phone suspiciously, and then noticed that WeChat had sent out several more messages.

[Xiaoying]: Happy birthday to our teacher Lu! [Rose][horn][rose][horn][rose]

[Xiaoying]: I specially made a zero o’clock to say happy birthday to you, ah, I’m such a good brother

[Xiaoying]: I don’t know if you are asleep, I dare not call you

[Xiaoying]: I gave the gift to Teacher Sang, she said she would send it to you for me

[Xiaoying]: Happy birthday, I wish our teacher Lu happy every day, happy forever, and get rich soon! !

[Xiaoying]: I'm going to bed, and I will get up tomorrow to fight for Lamborghini, and I will talk tomorrow

The chat box that was originally quiet and deserted was immediately filled with joy by Ying Xize, and the expressions of celebration filled the screen.

It's like a child who is struggling to make noise because she is afraid that she will not see her blessing.

Lu Zhiwei's eyes suddenly became hot.

The tears of disobedience blurred her vision time and time again, and she wiped them away again and again.

My fingertips couldn't help flicking back and forth on the screen, watching these messages over and over again.

It turned out that he still remembered.

more than…

Far more than that, she just saw that others had also sent her messages.

She sucked her nose, returned to the list, dried her tears and looked intently, she was stunned.

Lu Sijiao.

Her sister whose blood is thicker than water.

[Lu Sijiao]: Sister, happy birthday!

[Lu Sijiao]: Ah, ah, review and forget that I didn’t have time to get the zero point!

Then it took two minutes for a new message to come.

[Lu Sijiao]: Happy birthday, always happy

Lu Zhiwei noticed that Lu Sijiao actually didn't know what to say to her.

They didn't talk much. Although they were sisters, they were actually two strangers. You don't understand me, and I don't understand you.

When there is a sudden need to communicate, the conversation will inevitably be embarrassing.

But at least Lu Sijiao remembered.

She remembered her sister's birthday this time.

Sang Wanci, Ying Xize, Lu Sijiao... and Wen Yao also sent her blessings.

They remember her birthday, and they remember her.

It was at this moment that she realized that she was also a person who had the right to wish extravagantly.

She leaned on the head of the bed, thanking Lu Sijiao in reply, and she couldn't stop her tears falling.

My heart is hot with enthusiasm.

She was very happy, and suddenly felt that it didn't seem so cold this winter.

Next second. Suddenly she pulled the quilt over her head, and asked angrily: "Lao Wu, are you looking at me?"

She seldom cries, and she doesn't want others to see herself crying.

Even the old Wu in another time and space.

【no. 】

Old Wu didn't look away, clicked on other programs, and pretended that he hadn't seen anything.

[I am fixing a bug, what's wrong? 】

Lu Zhiwei slowly put down the quilt.

"It's nothing, you continue to fix it, don't worry about me, I want to be quiet.

"Better turn off the sound."

【good. 】Lao Wu said calmly, 【rest early and see you tomorrow. 】

"Well, see you tomorrow..."

When she couldn't hear Lao Wu's voice, she didn't control her tears anymore.

Simply holding the quilt and crying happily.

The gloomy little transparency finally has a color that can be seen by the world and by spring.

…

When Lu Zhiwei woke up, it was still snowing outside.

The whole room is very quiet.

Everything is still the same as before and has not changed.

She looked out the window of the snow drifting sleepily.

Suddenly there was a moment of trance.

It seems that the days are still the days before.

There is no system.

There is no male lead halo.

There is no birthday greeting from Sang Wanci.

They are still strangers.

Everything is just a tender dream of her last night.

[You can eat lunch directly after a while. 】

Lao Wu's voice suddenly sounded.

Let her wake up like a dream.

She felt that Lao Wu's words were like what parents would always say to their children who love to sleep in at home.

Of course she has never been treated this way by her parents.

But she also has a younger sister anyway, and you will know when she is treated this way.

Whenever at this time, Lu Sijiao would always reluctantly get up and ask: "I have cooked the meal? What are you eating today?"

She never had the opportunity to ask this before, but now that she ran into it, she followed Lu Sijiao on a whim and joked with Lao Wu: "I have cooked the meal? What do I have today?"

Old Wu: [?

[Do you still want to eat the meal I made? 】

Lu Zhiwei chuckled. When he was about to say it was a joke, Lao Wu said in amazement: [Oh, someone would dare to eat the food I cooked. 】

"?" Lu Zhiwei, "Why don't you dare to eat?"

Lao Wu couldn't help but start to recall the past: [I made her a meal at the beginning, and after she finished it, she asked me implicitly how to practice cooking like Crane Dinghong. 】

His tone was vicissitudes of life: [After I listened, I withdrew from the culinary world on the spot. 】

Lu Zhiwei: "..."

Forgive me for my clumsy eyes, I didn't see that you still have this craft before.

Don't dare to eat, goodbye!

She woke up, used a strong willpower to overcome the laziness of not wanting to get up in the winter, and bravely got out of bed to brush her teeth and wash her face.

Brush your phone while brushing your teeth.

Not surprisingly, I saw Lu Sijiao's new reply.

[Lu Sijiao]: Sister, you don’t have to say thank you to me

[Lu Sijiao]: Isn't this what I should do...

[Lu Sijiao]: By the way, do you have anything you like? I’m doing a part-time job and I still have some money to buy you a gift

[Lu Sijiao]: Also, your address and telephone...

Lu Sijiao was typing with her head down, and had never been so embarrassed for a moment.

The person on the other side of the screen is obviously her sister.

But when she mentioned everything about her sister, she didn't know anything.

I don't know where my sister lives.

I don't know what my sister likes or dislikes.

I don’t know if my sister changed her mobile phone number.

I don't know if my sister is doing well now.

She is not a qualified sister.

Lu Zhiwei is a qualified sister.

They don't communicate very often, but every year on her birthday, Lu Zhiwei will tell her happy birthday on WeChat and send her red envelopes.

Although the content of the dialogue is always short, she would inexplicably fail to remember to reply almost every time, and then let Lu Zhiwei's dialog be squeezed down slowly, and finally never remembered it again.

It seems that Lu Zhiwei has never appeared in her world.

But even so, Lu Zhiwei never scolded her, never said she was bad.

I have been quiet and will show up again on her birthday, continue to wish her happiness, give her red envelopes, let her study hard and eat well.

I still remember that she liked painting when she was a child, and would wish her an early realization of her dream.

And she didn't even know what her sister liked.

Looking through the records these days, she was extremely ashamed.

Her sister was... really bad.

Now she wants to try to get close to her sister and make up for the past.

Lu Zhiwei was actually quite happy when she saw that she wanted to buy a present for herself.

Anyway, it's good to be remembered.

As for the gift, forget it.

Their little girl is still in school, why is she embarrassed to ask for a gift from a student?

[Lu Zhiwei]: No, you keep the money for yourself, you can do it when you feel like it, review and work harder

[Lu Zhiwei]: The weather is cold, keep warm

Seeing these two replies, Lu Sijiao was immediately frustrated.

She felt Lu Zhiwei was rejecting her.

—Sister, isn’t she disappointed that my sister ignored her before...

Lu Zhiwei certainly didn't think so much.

After the hair was finished, I washed my face with water, walked out of the toilet refreshingly, and began to think about what to eat when I went out.

Then the doorbell was rang.

A man in a suit and leather shoes stood outside the door.

He carried a large plush doll bear in one hand, and a luxury gift bag in the other.

Lu Zhiwei looked confused.

"You...Who?"

"Is this Miss Lu Zhiwei?" the unsmiling man asked.

Lu Zhiwei was stunned: "Ah...what's the matter with you?"

Man: "Here are your two express items."

Lu Zhi blinked slightly.

The man first handed the gift bag: "This is from Miss Sang."

Lu Zhi Wei Mu Mu Di followed.

The man then handed the big bear: "This is from Mr. Ying."

Lu Zhiwei hugged him and was blocked with only two eyes exposed.

The man left as soon as the delivery was finished, and never stayed for one second.

Lu Zhiwei hurried back to the house, closed the door, and put the present on the bed.

Sang Wanci gave her a star and moon necklace, which was very beautiful.

She sat on the edge of the bed, looking back and forth between the doll bear and the necklace, feeling like a dream.

After repeated confirmations, she dared to believe the reality, and her brows were immediately delighted.

—Xiao transparent really has a birthday present too!

…

As the New Year approaches, the filming of "Phoenix" is finally over and it comes to a successful conclusion.

Congratulations, everyone, happy new year.

I wish each other a bright future and look forward to the next cooperation.

After packing up his things, Sang Wanci dragged her tired body and followed Zhang Xianrui into the nanny car.

Fasten your seat belt, don't turn your head and close your eyes.

Zhang Xianrui closed the car door, glanced at the driving assistant, and then at Sang Wanci.

She adjusted her cuffs: "Where are you going?"

Sang Wanci slowly opened his eyes and saw himself reflected on the car window.

The eyebrows are full of fatigue.

"Go home," she said.

Zhang Xianrui raised her hand and held her cheek to remind him: "It's going to be Chinese New Year."

Sang Wanci obviously listened to this reminder, turned his face to look at her, his expression unchanged.

"My own home."

"You really don't plan to go home for the New Year?"

"not going to."

"Late Ci—"

"Sister Zhang." Sang Wanci interrupted her tiredly, her eyes filled with pity, "Don't persuade her."

Seeing her like this, Zhang Xianrui immediately stopped talking.

Sang Wanci turned his face back again and closed his eyes again.

"He has no shortage of people to accompany him.

"I can live by myself."

…

Except for the greetings from his younger sister Lu Sijiao, Lu Zhiwei never received a message from his parents from beginning to end.

She didn't even ask her "Do you want to go home for the New Year this year".

Maybe... I really forgot about her.

It is enough for them to have one daughter.

But what does that matter?

This is true every year.

Why should she insist that this year be different?

Isn't she going to have a bad year if she is alone this year? no.

Lu Sijiao asked her if she would go home for the New Year.

She thought that since her parents hadn't mentioned it, it would be fine, and she replied with a "nothing", and this matter was turned over.

At this point, she has not entangled with her parents anymore.

One person happily cleans the house, prepares new year's goods, and welcomes the new year.

Then stick an upside-down blessing character on the door in a decent manner.

The ingredients for the next few days are all bought.

Snacks and drinks are also available.

She is the only one in the family and it is not expensive.

She is ready to stay at home this New Year.

As a result, she had just made preparations for the new year. On New Year's Eve, the system sent her a new task.

I'm afraid she is idle.

[Task release: Encounter the heroine Sang Wanci by chance.

[System prompt: non-time-limited task. 】

Lu Zhiwei: "???

"Wake up, not everyone is the same as me. The heroine has a family."

She could hardly complain about this.

Don't do whatever you want based on the idol script!

Where did she go to meet the heroine by chance during the Chinese New Year?

Could it be that she was asked to fight and run to the door of the hostess's house for a forcible encounter? !

Then she will be packaged by Sang Wanci and thrown out of the community directly!

[How do you know that the hostess has a home? Asked Old Wu.

Lu Zhiwei: "?"

What you said is ambiguous.

Lao Wu changed his words very naturally: [No, how can you guarantee that the hostess will go home for the New Year this year, what if?

[You never thought about Sang Wanci, a good lady, why would she run out as an actor and suffer? 】

Lu Zhiwei scratched his face with a sincere expression: "I never thought about it."

Lao Wu: [...You are really a qualified actor. 】

Lao Wu drove her out of the house, his tone was like an old father and mother who didn't want to see their children at home.

[Go, go quickly, staying at home these days, you will get fat.

[Go out quickly, move around more often. 】

Lu Zhiwei was urged to put on his jacket, and while wearing it, he said unconvincedly: "I did a general cleaning a few days ago, and I jumped up and down at home, where will the fat grow..."

[Regardless of whether you are long or not, you should go out to exercise more.

[Hurry up and meet your love by chance. 】

Lu Zhiwei frowned at hearing.

What kind of love, she and Sang Wanci are still only superficial friendships now.

If you want her to fall in love with Sang Wanci now...

She thought about it.

She can't figure it out.

In the end, the old Wu moved his lips and ruthlessly kicked him out of the house.

…

In the deep winter weather, his face was as cold as a knife.

Lu Zhiwei wrapped in a thick down jacket and walked out of the residential area aimlessly.

She didn't know where to go.

I don't know where Sang Wanci lives, so don't say that I really went to someone's door to make a forcible encounter.

As an auxiliary system, Lao Wu played a role in time and gave suggestions: [Would you like to go to the place where you first met?

[What's the name of that place? 】

"Star River Plaza." Lu Zhiwei hid half of his face in the scarf.

[Just remember. ] Old Wu encouraged, [Go ahead. 】

Lu Zhiwei still wants to say something, but when he thinks of Sang Wanci, if it's really almost New Year's Eve, he will still be out alone...

That sounds really unbearable.

Against the gloomy night, she resigned to the bus stop.

Go early and return early, and you can cook yourself a New Year's Eve dinner.

—Things need not be rich, but a sense of ritual must be present!

…

Sang Wanci sat alone at Guanyue Cliff for a long time.

The reef shaped like a bright moon stood silently on the sea.

Standing on the cliff, unobstructed.

She likes it here, and can hear the sound of the sea and the wind, like a majestic symphony.

The only thing that was abrupt was the noisy ringtones of the cell phone.

She took out her mobile phone to connect, and Zhang Xianrui's voice came from the other end, with a trace of caution: "Why is there the sound of the sea on your side?!"

Sang Wanci was very calm: "Because I'm watching the sea."

"..."

Zhang Xianrui said nervously: "What kind of sea to see at night, hurry home and stay, don't run around."

Sang Wanci heard her anxiety and smiled calmly: "Sister Zhang, I don't think about it."

Zhang Xianrui was worried: "Then you have to go back quickly. It's not safe to run to see some sea at night.

"Where are you? I will pick you up now?"

"No. Tonight, New Year's Eve, you can spend the New Year at home." Sang Wanci got up from the wooden chair, "I will go back now."

Zhang Xianrui knew her character and didn't force her: "Then you go back quickly and send me a message when you get home."

"Ok.

"Happy New Year, sister."

The howling sea wind drowned her voice.

The world wrapped her around, suddenly becoming extremely lonely.

She did not rush back to her empty home.

Put on a mask and a hat, and strolled around the commercial plaza near Guanyue Cliff.

Throughout the year, the most lively day is always the New Year.

Red lanterns hung high, colored lights hovered on the thick tree trunks, and happy New Years were placed on the street.

Between people coming and going, every breath exhaled is a world of fireworks.

She does prefer to stay outside than to go home.

Looking at the night sky and the stars, looking at everyone's smiling faces, looking at each red lantern, she will perceive that the new year is coming.

Anyway, if you have free time, just go shopping slowly.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the crowd.

The woman is wrapped in a down jacket, a scarf, and a pair of gray woolen knitted gloves on both hands.

The head is looking around.

Sang Wanci recognized the gloves at a glance.

—Lu Zhiwei knitting on the set, with two cat heads on the back of his hand, just before finishing the knitting.

She was surprised, and she didn't expect Lu Zhiwei to appear here.

He stepped up unconsciously, stopped behind Lu Zhiwei, and gently shouted the three words: "Lu Zhiwei."

The person in front of him was taken aback suddenly, his body shook unconsciously, and his movements were wrapped in a heavy coat, looking inexplicably cute.

Like a frightened deer.

Lu Zhiwei heard the familiar voice, turned his head immediately, and saw those beautiful eyes again.

No matter where it is, no matter how much it is covered, she will always recognize her eyes for the first time.

And there was a system voice reminding her that the task was completed, it was hard to recognize her.

"Mr. Sang, it's you."

Sang Wanci blinked: "Do you recognize me?"

"Of course." Luzhi said with a smile, "After all, our teacher Sang is so beautiful."

When she laughed, she was as gorgeous as the autumn day.

Sang Wanci couldn't help but glanced a few more times, and then asked, "What are you looking for?"

good question.

Just asked Lu Zhiwei, who had come out to do the task.

She can't honestly say that I received a mission and came out to find you.

After two seconds of silence, she smiled awkwardly and politely.

"Happiness is contagious. I just take a look and see that everyone is having a good time, and I will be happy too."

Will Sang Wanci believe this kind of nonsense?

She believed it.

Because Lu Zhiwei is such a miserable little pitiful.

She lowered her eyes, put her hands in her pockets, and said nothing.

Upon seeing this, Lu Zhiwei asked, "What about you, why are you here?

"Don't you go home for the New Year?"

Sang Wanci shook his head and became more silent.

Lu Zhiwei thought he had poked her in her sadness, and hurriedly comforted him: "It's okay, you see, I won't go home for the New Year."

Sang Wanci looked at her with beautiful eyes, as if asking why.

Lu Zhi touched his head in embarrassment, and then said relaxedly: "Hey, there is no shortage of people in my family, so I don't have to go back."

Sang Wan looked at her quietly.

New Year's Eve is about reunion, when do you pay attention to the number of people?

Is she... neglected again?

The night wind is silent.

A strand of black hair sticks to Lu Zhiwei's cheek softly.

The tip of her nose was red from the cold.

Sang Wanci suddenly stretched out his hand and gently pulled up this strand of hair.

The coldness of the fingertips fell on Lu Zhiwei's face, making her awake like a dream, and subconsciously grasping Sang Wanci's hand.

"In such a cold weather, why don't you wear a pair of gloves when you go out? Look at what your hands are like."

She frowned, took off her gloves as she spoke, and covered Sang Wanci's slender fingers.

At this moment, she was like an older sister who was caring about her younger sister, and she was meticulous.

Suddenly, Sang Wanci was at her mercy like a puppet, and then later realized he looked at the gray gloves on his hands.

Then he looked at Luzhi's ten bare fingers.

"how about you?"

Lu Zhi slightly inserted his hand into his pocket: "I have a pocket!"

She has it too.

But Lu Zhiwei still gave her the gloves.

Lu Zhiwei looked at her hesitantly and said decisively: "You are younger than me. I should take care of you."

Sang Wanci did not agree with this sentence.

Many times, she would feel that Lu Zhiwei is the one who needs to take care of.

Need to be taken care of emotionally.

Need to be seen.

Need to be remembered.

But she never asks, she always plays the role of her sister, taking care of Ying Xize, taking care of her, making people feel that she does not need to be taken care of.

But like this new year.

Would she really not want to go back because there is no shortage of people at home?

Does she really don't want and don't need others to accompany her to celebrate the New Year?

Sang Wanci felt that the answer was obvious.

—If she doesn’t care, she won’t be embarrassed about it.

Lu Zhiwei felt that everyone could not stand like this.

It's cold outside, and even standing in the cold wind is enough to drink two pots.

So she looked left and right, planning to find a more hidden store, and take the same lonely Sang Wanci in to warm up her body.

The rest will be discussed later.

But at this moment, she suddenly heard Sang Wanci speak: "Do you mind taking me home?"

Lu Zhiwei: "?"

Sang Wanci looked at her with full eyes: "I want to spend the New Year with you."

Lu Zhi was slightly stunned.

She suddenly didn't know how to deal with this problem.

Just like an intern who just started working, he is in a hurry, for fear that he may not be doing well.

Can she?

Can she?

Sang Wanci really doesn't mind?

She stayed on the spot, inexplicably tangled and at a loss.

The gray gloved hand stretched out slowly and held her cold hand into the palm of her hand.

A soft and sultry word floated from Sang Wanci's lips and teeth, and fell in her ears.

"Don't reject me.

"elder sister."

"!!!"

When Lu Zhiwei heard this name, the tips of his ears suddenly became red.

It was as if someone was blowing a wind near her ear, and it was like someone was licking her earlobe, it was so numb.

How is this done?

Why does Sang Wanci's "sister" shout differently from others?

Oh my god, who on earth taught her to shout like this? ? ?

Just when her mind exploded, the system came out again, and thoughtfully sent a new task—

[Task release: Feelings are heating up rapidly, and you can share the same bed.

[System Tips: Non-timed Tasks]

Lu Zhiwei: "???"

She asked Lao Wu: [Do you know what I want to do now? 】

Lao Wu: [What do you want to do? 】

Lu Zhiwei: [I want to catch your messy task release system to Pinduoduo! 】