Chapter 82:
And when Song Zhili didn't get an answer, Xie Yan didn't ask any further, because they all knew the answer.
Only between him and Song Zhili are the people who understand each other's inferiority best.
In the next second, Yuchiyan and Su Qi also rushed up together, and they hugged into a ball. They both cried much louder than Song Zhili.
"Woo woo woo Song Zhili, you are so miserable, don't cry, we will be your good friends forever!"
"Yes! We will never dislike you!"
"We love you! We will always love you!"
"Those who believe in the rituals of the Song Dynasty will live! Those who violate the rituals of the Song Dynasty will die!"
Xia Wan and Jiang Yushi looked at each other: "..."
It doesn't have to be so exaggerated.
But the two of them still cooperated and hugged them together. In an instant, the house was full of ghosts and wolves.
Song Zhili closed his eyes, and he didn't know who was pulling him by the hair, but he didn't resist, just smiled helplessly.
He has nothing.
But he seems to have a lot of it.
That's why he knew so clearly that that illusory bright moon would no longer have any real harm to him.
*
Song Zhili put away the letter and the identification report proving Song Yinyin and Song Zefei's biological father and daughter.
In the evening, they can finally set out to eat the local specialties they wanted to go to yesterday.
But if she had known that such a thing would happen, Xia Wan would never have left the hotel even if she starved to death.
Xia Wan sat in front of the round table in the restaurant, her face was written without love.
Because a little girl at the next table was hugging her thigh at the moment, calling her mother with a crying voice.
Yuchiyan and Jiang Yushi almost fainted from laughter.
Xie Yan and Song Zhili looked at each other, neither of them acted rashly.
Xia Wan took a deep breath, only to feel a pain in her head.
Do children have any special abilities? It was the first time I saw Yuanyuan in the orphanage before, and so was the little girl in front of me. Why did they recognize her as a girl at first glance?
But at the moment, Xia Wan couldn't panic, she could only try to smile at the child and ask, "Little boy, where are your family members?"
The little girl didn't answer, she just kept holding Xia Wan's leg and continued to cry and call her mother.
But fortunately, the owner of this restaurant came over soon.
It was a man who looked less than thirty, with a haggard expression on his face. After seeing the little girl holding Xia Wan's thigh without letting go, he quickly pulled her away and apologized to Xia Wan.
However, the moment he saw Xia Wan's eyes, he was stunned again.
The little girl was very unwilling to be separated from Xia Wan, and at the moment when her father shook his head, she rushed up and hugged Xia Wan's leg again.
The man's eyes turned red in an instant.
Yu Chiyan and the others stopped laughing and sat upright, always feeling as if something terrible was about to happen.
The man looked at Xia Wan, bowed to her, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sorry, little brother, your upper face, especially your eyes, is too similar to my deceased wife. My daughter misses her mother. , so..."
Everyone: "???"
It sounded ridiculous, but when the man took out the photo from his phone, everyone fell silent.
Yu Chiyan held up the phone, zoomed in on the woman in the picture, covered the lower half of her face with her hand, compared it with Xia Wan in front of her, and said, "Damn it."
Jiang Yushi took over the phone, followed Yu Chiyan's actions to compare, and then said, "Damn it."
Although it was incredible, just looking at half of her face, Xia Wan was 80% similar to the girl's mother and the man's wife.
However, the man's wife died in childbirth, so for the young child, all her impressions of the mother were pictures of the family.
But now, when she saw "mother" appear in front of her, she was even more reluctant to let go.
The man coaxed the little girl for a long time, so anxious that cold sweat broke out on her head, but it didn't work. Finally, he hit her on the shoulder and said, "Lingling, can you be more obedient? Don't you listen to what Dad said? ?"
But the little girl called Lingling's tears kept rolling down, but she refused to let go of Xia Wan, and just repeated stubbornly: "Mom...I want mom..."
"Woooooo, it's so pitiful, woooooo..."
Su Qi and Yu Chiyan were so moved that they hugged each other and cried.
Xia Wan pursed her lips, but she couldn't say a cruel word to the young girl in front of her.
The man apologized again: "Sorry, today is her fourth birthday. I promised her that as long as she was obedient, my mother would come back to celebrate her birthday with her one day, but I couldn't do it. I'm sorry, I really bother you."
After the man finished speaking, he bent down and hugged his daughter, forcibly taking her away.
The little girl had been sobbing softly, but the moment she left Xia Wan, she burst into tears, which was extremely pitiful.
And throughout the whole evening, Xia Wan had no way to continue eating at ease.
She kept turning her eyes back to the stairs where the little girl was being carried up, with worry written all over her face.
Xie Yan poured a drink and directly broke what Xia Wan thought: "The little girl thought she could see her mother on her birthday, but it happened that she met you on her birthday, she thought it was her father's promise fulfilled, but she was full of hope but could only Even more disappointed, although none of this is your fault, you still feel guilty."
Xia Wan looked at Xie Yan and asked back, "Do you have to say it if you see it?"
Xie Yan smiled at her and said, "If I say it or not, your pain will not decrease."
Song Zhili comforted: "It's just a coincidence, everything is not your fault."
"I know." Xia Wan pursed her lips and continued: "But I just felt that I met her on this day, and I could obviously do something for her."
Jiang Yushi thought about it and made a suggestion: "Or let your sister come over. Since you and his wife look alike, then your sister is a girl, so it's more like it."
"Wait for Xia Wan to fly back to China? That little girl's birthday is over." Yu Chi Yan glanced at Jiang Yushi with "disgusting" eyes, and said, "I have a better suggestion."
Everyone looked at him.
Yu Chiyan showed a mysterious and smart smile and said, "Wouldn't it be better for Xia Mu to disguise himself as a woman? Then why bother?"
Jiang Yushi was slightly startled, with a flash of disappointment on his face, and then he looked at Yuchiyan with a rare look of admiration, and said, "Yes, this method is also good."
Su Qi also nodded, looked at Xia Wan, and then at Song Zhili.
Just in time, let him see in advance how well Xia Mu dressed as a woman and Song Zhili stood together.
He can still talk about it.
But Xie Yan immediately said, "No."
"Why not?" Yu Chiyan looked at Xie Yan strangely and asked, "Can you think of a better way?"
Xie Yan had a rare situation in his life when he didn't know how to answer the question. He didn't say anything else, but waited for Xia Wan to make a decision by herself.
If a woman disguises herself as a man and then disguises herself as a woman, if any flaws are revealed, her identity will also be exposed, which is very dangerous.
But…
Xia Wan glanced at Song Zhili.
She couldn't help thinking, if Song Zhili missed her mother the most when he was a child, such as those days when he lived in an unfinished building, if he could see her again, would his childhood be a little less bitter? Even just a little.
She couldn't help Song Zhili when she was young, but she could help the little girl now.
So Xia Wan looked at Yuchiyan and said, "Just do as you said."
Xie Yan and Song Zhili's eyes looked at each other, and the next second they landed on Xia Wan together, with a bit of incomprehension of her decision.
However, Xia Wan has already made up her mind, and she arranged it directly: "Separate action, Song Zhili, you go to communicate with the boss, by the way, ask him how most of the pictures of Lingling's mother in his family dress up, it is best to send it to I have a share. When Jiang Yushi, you and Song Zhili are together, if Lingling is still crying, you can coax her. Su Qi, please go buy a birthday present for the little girl."
Among the boys in the arena, the most reliable is naturally Song Zhili, and the responsibility of communication can only be left to him. The boss is obviously still busy in the back of the kitchen. It is estimated that no one is taking care of Lingling now. It is natural to leave the matter of accompanying the children to Jiang Yushi.
Among the rest, Xia Wan can only believe that Su Qi is relatively girlish, and only he should be able to choose what the little girl will like.
All three nodded in agreement.
After arranging these things, Xia Wan got up directly and said, "I'll find a styling shop and come back as soon as possible."
Xie Yan immediately stood up and said, "I'll go with you."
Yu Chi Yan wanted to watch the fun with his face full of words: "Then I'm going too!"
Xia Wan: "…"
I can't find a reason to refuse, forget it, they can see it later anyway.
The three of them found a nearby shop that rented art and design clothing. Most of the tourists came to take pictures when they came to such a city with a sea.
Song Zhili was also very efficient, and immediately sent a few photos of Lingling's mother before her death.
Although the upper half of the woman's face looks very similar to Xia Wan, her temperament is much softer, and she smiles at the camera very gently.
She likes to wear all kinds of white dresses and long straight black shawl hair. She doesn't wear too heavy makeup, and the whole person gives people a very close feeling.
Xia Wan turned the screen of her phone to the stylist and said directly: "Make me look like this, I'll have to find similar clothes and wigs."
"To... turn it into this for you?" The stylist was full of disbelief, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.
"Yes." Xia Wan said without changing her face, "Women's clothing boss, haven't you seen it before?"
The stylist scratched his hair and replied, "I've seen it before, but I haven't done it myself."
Xie Yan said directly: "Do it well, the price is calculated according to your usual daily turnover."
The stylist widened his eyes and smiled immediately: "Although I have never done it before, this little handsome guy has a very soft bone, I think it is especially suitable for women's clothing, and it is very challenging. I must make him prettier than girls! "
Yu Chiyan couldn't wait. He wanted to see how similar Xia Mu's women's clothes were to Xia Wan, so he urged: "Don't brag about it, let's do it quickly."
"Okay!" The stylist looked at Xia Wan enthusiastically, and took out several white dresses of different styles for her to choose from.
In the dressing room, Xia Wan stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself.
She opted for the most conservative French dress, with puff sleeves and lace cuffs, and strings of pearls trimmed the waist.
It's nice to look good, but...
Xia Wan lowered her head and looked at the two chest pads that the stylist put into her hands with a complicated expression, which was really superfluous.
But she ended up using a fake one.
She picked up the wig at hand, put it on, and walked out.
The place where the shop specializes in styling is on the second floor. Although the room was reserved, Xia Wan still did not let Xie Yan and Yu Chiyan come up, saying that she felt awkward.
The two also expressed their understanding and waited downstairs together.
The moment she saw Xia Wan open the door of the fitting room and come out, the stylist, who was still having a headache and wondered if she could successfully complete the task, widened her eyes.
Xia Wan pretended to be calm and asked, "Is it weird?"
"No." The stylist shook his head and praised: "It's very beautiful. Sure enough, real beauties are indistinguishable from males and females."
The stylist originally decided to try hard for Xie Yan's high salary, but the moment he saw Xia Wan, he had the confidence to come up with a perfect work.
The stylist took care of everything by himself. From makeup to hair and hair accessories, he had his own ideas, and he acted very quickly and efficiently.
After all, such a perfect "semi-finished product" is difficult to do well.
In the end, he put on a pair of pearl ear clips for Xia Wan. He was very satisfied with his results. He held a mirror to Xia Wan and asked her how she was doing.
The makeup is exquisite, and every accessory is just right, not overwhelming but adding a touch of gentleness and elegance.
Xia Wan commented: "Today, Duanmu took me to Metersbonwe. I put on makeup and made my hairstyle. I sat in front of the mirror, and I didn't even know who the girl was inside. [Note 1]"
Stylist: "...?"
*
The sound of high-heeled shoes falling on the steps sounded, and downstairs leaned against the sofa and waited until the two sleepy teenagers woke up at the same time.
They looked up together and looked at the source of the sound.
The girl in a white dress is holding a small flower basket in her hand. It is already dusk, and the setting sun shines in from outside the house. The whole house is filled with warm light, which makes people seem to be in a dream, and the beautiful girl It is the heroine who came out of the medieval oil painting.
Yu Chiyan was stunned. He didn't even realize whether it was a dream or reality, and murmured, "Xia... Xia Wan, why are you here?"
Immediately, he was slapped on the head.
Xie Yan's voice was somewhat mocking, and said, "Yuchi, are you really sleepy?"
Only then did Yuchiyan wake up suddenly, remembering why they came to this store and who was with them.
Yuchi Yan's lips parted slightly, and it seemed that he still couldn't believe what he saw.
He said, "Can you really dress up like a girl?"
The stylist achieved great success with Xia Wan, and said in a good mood: "Little handsome guy, do you want to try it too, your silver hair is good, how about I make you a two-dimensional image?"
Xie Yan was obviously very interested in the stylist's proposal and said, "Okay, if you can make him look like a girl, the price will be doubled."
Seeing the stylist's eyes lit up instantly, Yu Chiyan waved his hands desperately: "No, no!"
Fortunately, Xie Yan was only joking, and he didn't have to look at Yuchiyan's hobby of women's clothing.
Xie Yan looked at Xia Wan again, paused for a few seconds, and praised: "It's beautiful."
Xie Yan was really satisfied, he settled the bill for the stylist very neatly, his eyes fell on Xia Wan again, this time he seemed to be sizing up something.
Xia Wan felt a little uncomfortable, and quickly put aside the flower basket that the stylist had forced into her hand, and said, "Okay, then let's go back quickly."
"Wait a minute!" The stylist stopped Xia Wan, took out a pair of white lace gloves and put them on Xia Wan, and then murmured: "Perfect, this is so perfect, this is my perfection. s work."
Xia Wan: "…"
Yes, but not really.
The three set foot on the way back.
The shop was only a ten-minute walk from where they ate, so they chose to walk back.
However, at an alley, they were stopped by a boy who looked seven or eight years old.
The little boy held a large bouquet of red roses, blocking their way, looked at Xie Yan with a sincere expression, then looked at Yu Chiyan, and said, "Brothers, buy a bunch of flowers for my sister."
Xia Wan hurriedly waved her hand to say no, but saw that Xie Yan had lowered her head, as if she was really picking flowers.
Xia Wan lowered her voice and asked, "Xie Yan, what do you want to do? What do you want to buy this for?"
Xie Yan did not answer Xia Wan's question, but looked at the child, pointed at Xia Wan again, and asked, "Is she a sister?"
The little boy nodded, and said sweetly, "Sister is so beautiful, she is the best match for roses."
Xie Yan looked at Xia Wan, as if to affirm her: "Children can't see any flaws."
Xia Wan could only smile and said, "That stylist is really good at craftsmanship."
And Xie Yan asked the little boy again: "Little boy, there are two brothers here, which brother do you want to buy roses for sister?"
The little boy froze for a moment and said, "It's all right."
"No way." Xie Yan shook his head and said seriously: "Boys can't just give girls red roses, they can only give them to the girls they like. Who do you think me and the white-headed brother? Is this sister more like a couple?"
The little boy was asked Xie Yan's question. He raised his head seriously, looked at Yu Chiyan, and then looked at Xia Wan.
Xia Wan looked at Xie Yan and said, "Have you had enough fun? Song Zhili and the others are still waiting. Let's go back quickly."
The little boy suddenly opened his mouth and answered seriously: "Brother with black hair, you and sister are more compatible."
After hearing this answer, the boy's long and narrow eyes were slightly bent, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
"Leave right away." Xie Yan answered Xia Wan like this, and then he bought all the roses from the little boy.
Yu Chiyan was dissatisfied again. He didn't understand why Xie Yan asked such a question, but the desire to win or lose came inexplicably. He asked the little boy: "Why are they more suitable?"
The little boy answered seriously: "Because they all have black hair, they are the same."
Yu Chiyan: "..."
Is this reason too casual?
But at this moment, Xie Yan lowered his head, he held a large bouquet of roses in his arms, but gently pinned a pruned rose to Xia Wan's ear, and reached out to help her hair.
Gentle sunset, in such a season, the cool wind in the evening that is exclusive to this seaside city blows.
Xie Yan smiled casually and said, "Yuchi, I just asked casually, don't take it too seriously."
The author says:
Xie Yan: As long as Yuchi doesn't take it seriously, I can dig his walls in front of him.
"Rose can only be given to the girl you like"
Xiao Xie said so and did the same, but still couldn't tell the difference between liking and interest (lighting a cigarette)
[Note 1] Let's look at the meteor shower lines together
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