Don't raise green tea to attack the best actor as a stand-in

In this way, Song Xiaoran lived in the Black Cat Bookstore, and after more than a month like this, it was peaceful.

At the beginning, Granny Zhou and Wu Xiaoyun were a little cautious when facing this mature and handsome guest, but after getting along for a long time, they found that Song Xiaoran was very shy and easy to get along with, so they gradually became familiar with her.

After Song Xiaoran recovered a bit, Song Ran told him what had happened over the years as tactfully as possible, including being an agent himself, and later opening a bookstore, Lin Feiyu's misunderstanding, and the source of the misunderstanding—that room full of placards. poster bedroom and that secret diary.

Although Song Xiaoran had already guessed that those things were probably discovered by Song Ran, he was still ashamed and embarrassed. Coupled with the fact that "Song Ran and Lin Feiyu are already together", Song Xiaoran was extremely depressed. Under the shock, he directly hid in the house and refused to come out, and refused to eat anything. After finally gaining weight, his body lost a lot of weight.

Song Ran really had no choice but to run to the Black Cat Bookstore every day, coaxing Song Xiaoran like a child, and being coaxed patiently and gently by Aidou for several days, Song Xiaoran finally recovered a little bit of energy, reluctantly Started to eat.

Song Ran secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Compared to Lin Feiyu's madness back then, and Song Qingshuang's stubborn temper of not coming back after running to Africa for two full years, Song Xiaoran's reaction was much lighter. It seemed that he really only regarded himself as someone whom he admired. Idols don't have that strong possessiveness like lovers.

After Song Xiaoran's knot was resolved, another problem surfaced again—it's not a good idea to keep Song Xiaoran in the Black Cat Bookstore, Lin Feiyu must know about it, and Song Xiaoran must find a suitable identity. Let him live the rest of his life well.

After all, Song Xiaoran is his benefactor, he should take this responsibility.

That night, Song Ran and Lin Feiyu snuggled up on the sofa to watch a ghost movie. It was a typical bad movie. The plot was very boring. The female ghost’s face seemed to be covered with three catties of foundation. The college students who broke into the haunted house exaggerated from time to time. The screams, you can guess the next plot with your toes.

Song Ran looked at it for a while and became a little absent-minded, thinking about Song Xiaoran's affairs.

How should I tell Lin Feiyu?He explained empty-handedly that Lin Feiyu might not believe it. If Song Xiaoran was to testify, Lin Feiyu might go crazy on the spot when he saw a real "Song Ran". I'm afraid Lin Feiyu will directly strip him alive.

Seemingly realizing that Song Ran was distracted, Lin Feiyu gently pecked and kissed his ear: "Brother, don't you want to watch it?"

Song Ran was about to answer when the phone rang suddenly.

Song Ran looked at the caller ID, and after a moment of surprise, he quickly picked it up: "Qingshuang?"

Lin Feiyu narrowed his eyes slightly.

There was silence on the phone for a while, and then Song Qingshuang's cold voice as if hitting ice cubes: "Brother, it's me."

Song Qingshuang seldom made calls, and Song Ran couldn't help feeling a little worried: "Why did you call suddenly? Is there something wrong with Africa?"

"No problem. It's just that I have an important project recently. I'm going back to China. I'll transfer planes in Johannesburg tomorrow night and arrive in Jiangcheng the morning after tomorrow." Song Qingshuang paused, then asked, "Brother, why did you suddenly pick up the vegetative person?"

Song Ran laughed dryly: "You'll know when you come back."

Hearing the word "come back", Song Qingshuang was silent for a while, and her cold and deep voice actually had some gentle meaning: "Well, I will go home the day after tomorrow."

After Song Ran hung up the phone, Lin Feiyu asked softly, "Brother, what did you just say 'you'll know when you come back', is it that Song Qingshuang is going back to China?"

"Well, I will arrive in Jiangcheng the morning after tomorrow."

Lin Feiyu pursed his lips, and turned his beautiful amber eyes slightly: "The last time the flagship store of the Black Cat Bookstore opened, my brother prepared for so long, and he didn't come back to take a look. Why do you suddenly want to go back to China now?"

Song Ran said casually: "He seems to have a project and needs to go back to China."

"He knew he would go back to China because he had a project, but he didn't have the time to attend the opening ceremony of his brother's flagship store?" Lin Feiyu said in a dissatisfied tone.

Song Ran blinked her eyes, a little confused, why did it involve the opening of the flagship store more than a year ago?

Lin Feiyu paused, and then softened his voice: "I'm sorry, brother, I just said casually, maybe Song Qingshuang was busy when the flagship store opened, so he didn't come back, brother, don't mind."

Song Ran blinked inexplicably: "I don't mind, he should be busy."

Lin Feiyu pursed his lips, and comforted him softly: "Well, although Song Qingshuang took pictures of little lions and herds of zebras for a while, he was probably taking pictures casually on the road. He was so busy that he didn't even have time to come back to see the opening of the flagship store. Look, where is the time to go out and play, brother, don't you think?"

Song Ran always felt that Lin Feiyu's words were a bit strange, but he didn't think too much about it, and just nodded casually.

Lin Feiyu connoted Song Qingshuang again in a bitch, and then leaned over to kiss Song Ran stickily: "Since brother doesn't want to watch movies, let's do something else."

Song Ran was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but struggle: "No, you were in the car yesterday..."

"Brother, don't be afraid, I know that yesterday I made it hard, and today I won't make it to the end."

Lin Feiyu's tone was gentle, but he held Song Ran firmly with his hand, not allowing Song Ran to break free. While pecking and kissing the other's small and white earlobe, he thought to himself that his brother hadn't been to Song Ran for more than a month. Stay home to watch the living dead, but that idiot Song Qingshuang is going back to the country suddenly, so he needs to take strict precautions.

……

After eight o'clock in the morning, the pick-up hall of Jiangcheng International Airport was already crowded with people.

Song Ran's sharp eyes saw Song Qingshuang behind the crowd at a glance, and quickly raised her hand and said, "Qingshuang, this way!"

I haven't seen him for more than two years, and Song Qingshuang hasn't been tanned much. He still looks cool with white skin and dark eyes. He is wearing a loose linen shirt and is dragging a light suitcase. There is not even a trace of sweat on his handsome and indifferent face. , mixed with a bunch of red and green aunt tour groups, it is particularly eye-catching.

He stared at Song Ran closely, strode over from the crowd, dropped the suitcase in his hand, and gave Song Ran an almost fierce hug.

He buried his face on Song Ran's neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother."

Song Ran was hugged tightly by him, almost out of breath. Although after more than ten hours of travel fatigue, Song Qingshuang hardly smelled of sweat, only a faint smell of fresh mint, and her arms were even more iron. Cast general, not like a tired traveler at all.

After a while, Song Qingshuang still didn't intend to let go, but greedily breathed in Song Ran's breath, Song Ran was very awkward, so she had to pat him on the back lightly: "Okay, how old is he, others They're all watching."

Song Qingshuang's body is slender and her complexion is white, and Song Ran's delicate and beautiful temperament is indifferent. The two of them embraced so tightly in the bustling airport reception hall, which is really eye-catching. Many people around have already looked sideways. snicker.

Song Qingshuang still refused to let go, Song Ran hesitated for a moment, and had to repeat: "Qingshuang, let go, others are watching."

"Leave them alone." Song Qingshuang whispered.

Although Song Qingshuang didn't seem to care about those curious gazes at all, Song Ran felt that it was very inappropriate. If Song Qingshuang thought about it in the past two years, then the hugs between brothers are naturally nothing, but Song Qingshuang's current appearance does not seem to have come out at all. .

With a light cough, he broke free from the other party's embrace calmly, and then took the suitcase in Song Qingshuang's hand as logically as he took Douding Qingshuang's schoolbag when he was a child, and then smiled nonchalantly: "Qingshuang, you Why aren't you tanned at all? You look like this, but it reminds me of a word chanting pear blossoms, 'Ice muscles and bones, since you are cool and sweatless'."

Song Qingshuang looked down at him, and said in a very gentle voice, "Brother, that's a description of a girl."

Song Ran said mercilessly: "Aren't you a princess? Hahaha..."

This is Song Qingshuang's Achilles' heel. He finally couldn't maintain his cold and indifferent image, and frowned in embarrassment: "Brother, why are you still like this after so many years? Is it interesting?"

Song Ran nodded solemnly and said, "Interesting, very interesting."

"Big Brother!!"

The weird and ambiguous atmosphere just now was swept away, and the two of them seemed to have returned to their carefree boyhood.

Song Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked down at his watch: "Okay, you've been flying for more than ten hours, you're so picky, you must not have eaten the plane meal, you should be hungry already? Let's go, I'll take you to eat, Let me meet someone by the way."

Song Qingshuang frowned slightly: "Who are you seeing? Lin Feiyu? I don't want to see him."

"It's not Xiaoyu... Anyway, you'll know it when you see it."

The two came to a high-end western restaurant near the airport. Song Xiaoran was sitting in a booth next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, wringing her fingers anxiously, looking up anxiously out of the window from time to time, as if she was waiting for someone.

Song Ran raised his voice, "Xiao Ran!"

Song Xiaoran immediately raised his head, his tense expression obviously relaxed, as if he had finally found a backer he could rely on, and his anxious eyes became wet: "Brother Ran."

But Song Qingshuang froze completely.

Song Ran had expected Song Qingshuang's reaction long ago, and said with a dry smile: "Qingshuang, didn't you ask me why I got the vegetative out? That's why. All right, sit down first, and I will answer slowly if you have any questions. "

After sitting down, Song Qingshuang's expression was still blank, she just stared at Song Xiaoran.

Song Xiaoran was gradually frightened by him, couldn't help but flinch, and gently grabbed the corner of Song Ran's clothes beside him: "Brother Ran..."

"You should have seen him before. He is Xiao Song, my younger brother. He just looks like a cold face, but he is actually a very good person." Song Ran comforted Song Xiaoran, then looked up at Song Qingshuang, "Qing Shuang, calm down. I can become Song Xiaoran, why can't Song Xiaoran become me?"

Song Qingshuang frowned fiercely: "He is... Song Xiaoran? So, you switched bodies?"

"That's right, that's it." Song Ran shrugged.

I don't know how long it took before Song Qingshuang gradually calmed down, and finally understood everything, but her face was still very ugly, and her cold eyes scratched Song Xiaoran's eyes from time to time.

Under the ice-knife-like gaze, Song Xiaoran reluctantly ate two pieces of cod that Song Ran gave him, and couldn't sit still anymore, and whispered: "Brother Ran, I, I'm going to the bathroom."

Song Ran nodded and said, "Well, let's go."

After Song Xiaoran left, Song Ran immediately gave Song Qingshuang a hard look, and at the same time lowered her voice: "Qingshuang, pay attention to manners, didn't I teach you when I was a child?"

Song Qingshuang gritted her teeth and said, "Brother, I don't want to... I don't want others to occupy your body, anyway, you're already alive, I'd rather that body stay in a vegetative state forever, or just burn it directly."

Song Ran couldn't laugh or cry: "What do you know? If it wasn't for Song Xiaoran, I would have died in that car accident!"

When mentioning the car accident, Song Qingshuang's expression froze, and then she froze like a deflated ball.

He lowered his eyes and poked at the ball of vanilla ice cream in the cup at a loss. After a while, he whispered, "Brother, Lin Feiyu doesn't know about this, does he?"

"Well, he doesn't know yet."

Thinking of Lin Feiyu, Song Ran had another headache. He rubbed his temples, and couldn't help but glance at Song Qingshuang. He had thought before that if this kid was willing to explain to Lin Feiyu for himself, this matter would be easily resolved. But……

But after the fierce hug in the reception hall, he vaguely noticed that Song Qingshuang didn't seem to come out. Although he couldn't accept Song Qingshuang's feelings, he had some love for this younger brother, so he felt a little bit reluctant to speak. Because this is really cruel to Song Qingshuang.