The Queen's Secret

Many times, Liao Xuerou would feel that in the dark, there was an invisible rope between her and Bai Qingwan, pulling her and slowly moving closer to her.So far, everyone still thinks that she suddenly turned into an art student in the second year of high school because she couldn't bear the blow of the sudden drop in her grades, and no one can understand that she was admitted to the Chinese Opera with a score that surpassed the number one in science. , but no one knows who her forbearance is for. I have only heard that she pretends to understand when she doesn't understand, and pretends to understand when she understands. This is the first time in the world.

Liao Xuerou always likes to wear a pair of big black sunglasses that can cover half of her face, not for being cool, but just to avoid embarrassment when meeting people's eyes.Liao Xuerou was born delicate and good-looking, but she has a boyish arrogance in her bones. She is completely different from when she was in high school in her twenties. She was simple and introverted back then. After she became famous, she became more and more able to dress herself up. Without makeup, she went to Paris and New York before and also appeared on the cover of magazines on the street.It is completely different from Chu Xijia's aesthetic feeling, but it is not at all opposed to each other.

On the weekend after the awards ceremony, she and Xijia went to the pottery bar on Kowloon Street. Jia is a regular customer of this store, and often visits here with friends in her spare time, but this clay pottery seems to have a natural grudge against her, and it can't be shaped no matter how hard it is squeezed.

"Girl, don't be impatient when pinching Tao."

She usually looks like a delicate girl, but when she holds Tao, she looks frizzy.Liao Xuerou couldn't help laughing, and put down the clay in her hand to teach her.

"My mother likes pottery very much. It's almost her birthday. I really want to make a porcelain bowl for her, but I can't make it well."

Every time Chu Xijia mentioned her mother, her eyes were very gentle. Presumably, the relationship between mother and daughter is quite good.That's right, Bai Qingwan, who looks more gentle and delicate than water, must be very fond of her daughter.Liao Xuerou's heart suddenly became sour. If her mother was still there, she should be as happy as Xijia.

Xuerou has always clearly remembered Bai Qingwan's birthday. At that time, she borrowed a neighbor's computer to find out her birthday and wrote it down in her Chinese textbook. Every time it came to that day, although she couldn't see her, she would still see her. Prepare a gift for her, sometimes a paper crane, sometimes a letter, sometimes a calligraphy and painting.She is always insensitive to numbers, and sometimes she can't even remember her own birthday. In this world, she only remembers the birthdays of three people, one is her mother, but her father, and the third is her.

No matter what happened in the past, it was finally over. This year, she must see her and give her a gift with her own hands.

"Auntie must be very happy if she knows what you want. Patience is the most important thing when kneading clay, and sincerity is the most important thing when preparing a gift for mother. If you can have both, you will be successful." Xuerou held her hand Hand, patiently taught her to turn the clay, Xijia is really beautiful, Xue Rou occasionally glanced at her side face, it was breathtakingly beautiful.With eyes like the sea and lips like vermilion cherry blossoms, Liao Xuerou couldn't help sighing to herself, there must be only Bai Qingwan in the world who can have a girl like this.

Chu Xijia naturally also likes this pretty and kind sister very much. Liao Xuerou's evaluation of her is not bad at all. Xijia is indeed a person who is cleaner and simpler than paper. Naturally, she will not have too many scruples when treating people who are good to her.

"Sister Liao, go to my house and have a cup of tea." After walking out of the pottery bar, the two girls walked side by side on the busy street.In fact, Liao Xuerou had been waiting for this sentence. She really wanted to see her, but she couldn't say it out loud. When she heard Xijia's invitation, she was secretly happy.

"Okay." She didn't hide it either, she never took the initiative to miss an opportunity.

"I will introduce my mother to you, and she will definitely like you."

"Xijia, why don't I go home and change my clothes first? And my makeup is too much..." I am much inferior to Xijia in appearance, if I don't dress up well, I will stand with Bai Qingwan with her later It's too inconspicuous, how can it attract her attention.

Liao Xuerou, who has always been very confident, has never been confident about her appearance.

"Sister Liao doesn't have to be so restrained when going to my house, and Sister Liao always exudes a kind of charm."

Xuerou brushed her broken hair behind her ears, smiled lightly, and continued walking with her.The afterglow of the setting sun shines on their young and beautiful faces, as delicate and beautiful as an oil painting.

Dreams are the power that supports a person to keep moving forward in the thorns and swamps. She has been alone for so many years, except for a father who is becoming more and more alcoholic, with no relatives.The reason why she is where she is today is because of her dreams.And Bai Qingwan was her dream.

Bai Qingwan's house is a small villa in the suburbs, not as luxurious as those in Hong Kong and Taiwan idol dramas, but very exquisite.The typical Stick architectural style is suitable for both classical and solemn. The Chinese style in the hall is mainly Western style, supplemented by Western style. It is not too big but very chic.Xu Shi was decorated with many flowers and murals, and the whole house was filled with a strong smell of books.

There was only one Filipino maid in the whole house who was tidying up. She nodded slightly to Xijia and then continued to tidy up.

"It's strange, my mother and Aunt Shen are not here."

Aunt Shen is a woman in her 40s who has worked in the Chu family for more than ten years. She has watched Xijia grow up since she was a child. She treats Xijia like a daughter, and Xijia also depends on her.Every time Xijia came back, Aunt Shen ran to the door to help her carry her bag as if she had seen her daughter, and asked her what she wanted to drink and eat. She seemed to have gotten used to it, and since she didn't see her today, her heart was empty .

Xijia soaked the best Dahongpao for Xuerou to drink, Xijia talked non-stop at the side, Xuerou just sat on the sofa and didn't listen to anything.Xijia is simple, but not stupid. Looking at Xuerou in a trance, she is also very surprised: "Sister Liao, what's the matter? Are you worried?"

Only now did Xue Rou realize her gaffe, she quickly shook her head: "Ah, no, maybe it's because I haven't had a good rest recently, and I have a headache."

Now that she is gone, she has lost her reason to stay here, not that Xijia is not important.It was because the gap between hope and disappointment was too great, and it was unbearable. At the very least, she, Liao Xuerou, felt stuffy in her heart and her eyes were swollen.

Xijia Shicheng then said that she was going upstairs to look for medicine, but Xuerou naturally stopped her, saying that she would be fine after going home and sleeping for a while.

"Xiao Jia. Xiao Yan is smashing things again!"

I was going to send Xuerou out, but unexpectedly the Filipino maid ran down the stairs in a hurry, Xijia's expression changed suddenly, Xuerou was smart, she knew she should stay with her at this moment.Without further ado, we went upstairs with Xijia to see what happened.

The moment she opened the door, a photo frame almost flew onto Xuerou's face, which really surprised her. The man in the room seemed to be crazy, and threw things in the room crazily. Xijia protected her behind her, Rushing in and hugging the man: "Brother, calm down. Calm down. It's okay, it's okay."

The man obviously didn't listen to persuasion, and threw her away at once, but he didn't continue to throw things, but just crouched on the ground with his head in his arms trembling.

Xuerou entered the room and helped Xijia up. Xijia, who was always cheerful and smiling, had red eyes: "My brother, Chu Junyan."

Under such circumstances, Xuerou naturally wouldn't ask any more questions, but just patted her head and told her not to be afraid, then walked to Chu Junyan's side, slowly stretched out her hand to caress his back, which made Chu Xi very happy. Jia was surprised, usually after his elder brother had a quarrel, he wouldn't let anyone touch him, but this time when Xuerou helped him, he didn't resist.

Xuerou tried to help him onto the bed, he turned his head to look into her eyes, she didn't dodge, and smiled at him: "My name is Liao Xuerou."

He lowered his head and stopped looking at her.Xuerou got up and walked to Xijia's side: "Let your brother be quiet."

Xijia nodded, took her hand and prepared to go downstairs.

"Will you come again?"