Sister Qing Leng Picked up the Clingy Spirit

The first time Yu Tingwan saw Shi Xingye was in an autumn rain. She worked overtime until late that day. When she drove home, the street lights were dim and the wipers swept across the windshield. She almost thought she had seen it wrong - there was a man squatting on the roadside without an umbrella, and a suitcase dumped beside him, like an abandoned animal. She is not a nosy person. She can refuse her subordinates' confessions with a smile, and she can calmly resolve clients' difficulties. After so many years of ups and downs in the workplace, the first lesson Yu Tingwan has learned is not to be soft-hearted easily. But when the little girl looked up, she stepped on the brakes. Her bangs soaked by the rain stuck to her forehead, and her eyes were extremely red, but they lit up the moment they saw her, and then darkened timidly. Her lips moved several times before she squeezed out two words, which were cut softly by the sound of rain: "... Sister." That "sister" cry was really pitiful. Yu Tingwan was silent for three seconds and then opened the car door. She thought, just take him in for one night. Send it away tomorrow. Later, Shi Xing also cried and told her that she was a small actor and had no presence in the company. The artist she rented with her felt that she was an eyesore and threw her luggage out the door. When she said these words, she huddled on the sofa at Yu Tingwan's house, holding a cup of hot water, tears falling one by one, and trying her best not to make a sound. Yu Tingwan leaned against the dining table and looked at her for a long time. Finally, I turned around, picked up my phone, and sent a message to a few friends. She didn't tell Shi Xingya. But from that day on, the little girl suddenly had more audition opportunities. From the fourth female lead in an online drama to the second female lead in a star drama, from being unknown to someone waiting for her at the airport with a camera. Yu Tingwan looked at it from a distance, as if he were watching a tree planted by himself, growing inch by inch into the clouds. Shixing also became popular very quickly. On the red carpet, she had bright eyebrows and talked freely in front of the camera. The media praised her as "she was born to eat this kind of food." No one knew she had squatted in the rain and cried. But Shi Xing also remembered. No matter how late she finished work, she would always send a message to Yu Tingwan. No matter where you fly, there must be a gift for your sister in your suitcase when you come back. She shines brightly outside, but when she comes home, she is still the coquettish little girl. She will hug Yu Tingwan from behind while she is making coffee, rest her chin on her shoulder, and shout in a soft voice, "Sister, I miss you so much today." Yu Tingwan never accepted this sentence. It's not that she doesn't want to pick it up. She didn't dare. She was afraid that as soon as she opened her mouth, all the thoughts she had hidden for so many years would come out. She is older than Shixing. She is the one who picked her up and paved the way for her. She cannot become the person who makes things difficult for her. So she endured it. I endured it until the night when Toki Hoshiya won the Best Actress, I endured it until the celebration banquet was over, I endured it until I drank three glasses of red wine, and finally mustered up the courage to stand in front of Toki Hoshiya. The wind was very light on the terrace, and the lights of the city in the distance spread out like sparks. "Xingye," she said, her voice lower than she expected, "I have something to tell you—" The words were not finished. A finger pressed to her lips. Yu Tingwan was stunned. She saw Shi Xing also raise her eyes - those eyes no longer had the timidity of that rainy night, but were filled with something brighter. It seemed like it had been planned for a long time, and it seemed like the day had finally come. "Sister," Shi Xing also smiled. There were hooks and stars in that smile, and there was a whole youth that she had never spoken out, "Why did you say that?" "I like you," she stood on tiptoes, her breath brushing the corners of Yu Tingwan's lips, "It's been a long time." When soft lips covered her, Yu Tingwan closed her eyes. She heard the night wind blowing through her ears, and heard her heartbeat rising like a tide. The little girl who was huddled on her sofa crying back then was holding her face in her hands, kissing her seriously and domineeringly, as if she wanted to make up for all the time swallowed up by silence. She was almost out of breath, but she still managed to speak out the words she had been holding back for too long in the gap between breathing. "Me too." Yu Tingwan's voice was a little hoarse and her eyes were red, but she finally smiled. "From the day I brought you home——" "It already is." The moon hung above them, like a gentle and silent witness. And her time star also kissed her before the moonlight. Intention: Love is not about looking up, it is about illuminating each other.