I became the nemesis "Sister Station" [Entertainment Circle]

The air in the car seemed to be frozen, suffocating.

Ling Hai glanced at Duan Xiuyuan, who was looking down, and called out cautiously, "Brother..."

Are you okay? Before I could say a few words, I was interrupted.

"get off."

Duan Xiuyuan's voice was not much warmer than the cold wind outside, Ling Hai didn't dare to ask when he saw this, he opened the car door and went down, the next second the black car engine started, left him behind and left without looking back ...

This fucking stinky man is really ruthless!

After Ling Hai spat in the direction Duan Xiuyuan was going, he called Lin Hu cursingly...

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Duan Xiuyuan ran all the way back to Ji Shiran's neighborhood, counting the numbers on the elevator and watching it go up layer by layer.

With a "ding dong", they reached the floor of Ji Shiran's house.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Duan Xiuyuan rushed out.

Then the doorbell rang frantically.

However, after a long time, Ji Shiran did not come to open the door, and Duan Xiuyuan was still trapped outside the door.

"Aran."

Even though he knew that the people inside the door couldn't hear him, Duan Xiuyuan still stared at the plaid light gray scarf on his chest and called softly. His originally deep voice became hoarse, with unconscious tremors.

The hand that rang the doorbell finally dropped powerlessly. Duan Xiuyuan leaned against the wall and took out the two cards in his pocket. He carefully opened the cards as if they were treasures.

His eyes fell on Ji Shiran's delicate handwriting, and he kept rubbing it with his fingertips.

In Duan Xiuyuan's smooth life of more than [-] years, it was the first time that he felt such a strong sense of powerlessness and regret.

Ji Shiran should be angry, even though his reasons were not innocent at first, but he is serious about this relationship, he carefully chooses the movies and gifts for the first date, unlike him, who screwed up and hurt everything A young heart...

Duan Xiuyuan stood in front of the door for a long time, and as the night grew thicker, Ji Shiran still didn't open the door.

Pulling the corner of his bitter mouth, Duan Xiuyuan finally moved his numb feet, turned around helplessly, and prepared to leave.

If you don't want to see him, then he will leave...

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In the stairwell, Ji Shiran sat on the steps in a daze without saying a word.

Because it is a small high-rise, everyone uses the elevator, so the stairs are very quiet. Ji Shiran hasn't heard a footstep after sitting for so long?

Even so, the stairwell was still cleaned very cleanly, but the incandescent lamp was a bit old, and the light from it was dim and dim, making him haggard.

The phone in his pocket kept vibrating, and Ji Shiran finally took it out to take a look. It was a call from the couple's restaurant he had booked.

He picked up the phone dumbly, listened quietly to the other party's words, and said rationally and calmly: "I'm sorry we won't be going... Well, it's fine to cancel... Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Shiran seemed to have lost all his strength, and he lowered his hand weakly.

Xu Shi had been sitting outside for too long, his hands were so cold that his fingers could not be curled up, the phone was not gripped tightly, slipped from the palm of his hand, rolled all the way along the steps, and did not stop until he fell to the platform on the next floor.

Ji Shiran stared blankly at the mobile phone that was rolling all the way, the sound of it hitting the ground was like a sharp little hammer, gouging his heart again and again.

The heart throbbed with pain, a sour feeling welled up the tip of the nose, and the tears fell suddenly without warning.

With the sound of the doorbell from upstairs or downstairs, Ji Shiran sat on the cold steps in the stairwell, curled his neck and bit his sleeve, crying silently...

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"Is it cold on the ground?"

As if afraid of scaring him, the gentleness of the man's voice was unprecedented.

The moment Ji Shiran heard this voice, he was stunned for a moment, and then his heart began to beat violently as if it had been injected with blood again.

He suddenly turned his head and met Duan Xiuyuan's dark eyes.

The amber eyes of the young man on the steps were covered with mist, the tip of his nose was flushed, and when he looked at him, his eyelashes were still trembling in disbelief.

He cried.

Duan Xiuyuan's heart was instantly seized by this realization. He dragged his numb legs, obviously he couldn't walk fast, but he still combined the two steps into one.

Watching him walking towards him step by step, Ji Shiran felt more and more sad.

Why did he come back again? Is it because he didn't tell himself to break up just now, so he came back to make up now?

This thought made Ji Shiran's tears fall faster and faster. He still gritted his teeth and refused to cry out, but the tears fell down like string beads.

Seeing this, Duan Xiuyuan jumped down the last few steps.

He was two steps lower than Ji Shiran, turned around, half-kneeled in front of Ji Shiran enduring the numbness on his legs, untied the plaid light gray scarf around his neck, and gently wiped it with his hot fingertips Ji Shiran's cheek.

"Okay, I was wrong, stop crying, okay?"

Duan Xiuyuan's words instantly exploded Ji Shiran's tear glands, he didn't come to break up with him.

Ji Shiran was just sobbing silently, but when he heard Duan Xiuyuan's words, he couldn't hold back for an instant and cried out loudly.

"I didn't want to...deliberately...keep it from you."

While crying, Ji Shiran explained with sobs, "I just... didn't think about how to tell you... I know, my purpose at the beginning was not simple... But, I didn't do anything..."

The more Ji Shiran spoke, the more wronged he became, his eyes were filled with tears, and the teardrops fell, and his eyes and nose became more red, which made Duan Xiuyuan's heart throbbing with pain.

"Aran, good boy, I know I made a mistake, and I won't make such a mistake again. Don't cry, okay?" Duan Xiuyuan's voice was soft, coaxing gently like cotton wool, while he said, he stretched out his hand to help Ji Shiran wipe away tears .

He couldn't imagine what would happen if the elevator didn't come up all the time, and he didn't want to stay in the corridor to open the door of the stairwell.

His heart throbbed when he thought that his Aran might sit in this cold stairwell all night.

Ji Shiran still felt extremely wronged, and avoided his fingers and refused to let him touch them.

Duan Xiuyuan lowered his head and sucked the teardrops on his face with his lips. The salty liquid seemed to seep into his heart, making it bitter and uncomfortable.

Ji Shiran turned his head, still sobbing softly, his red eyes half closed, unwilling to look at him.

Duan Xiuyuan touched his hand, it was as cold as ice scum, he unbuttoned his coat and put Ji Shiran's hand on his chest, "Hey, it's cold outside, shall we go home?"

In the end, Ji Shiran sat outside for too long, and was so cold that he was half-dragged and half-carried home by Duan Xiuyuan.

Duan Xiuyuan carefully put the person on the bed, pulled off the quilt and turned on the air conditioner, still afraid of getting sick.

"Hey, let me make ginger tea for you, okay?"

Ji Shiran leaned on the pillow, neither saying yes nor no, his pink eyelids still drooping listlessly, he sniffed his buzzing nose, afraid of soiling the scarf, he stretched out his hand to take it off.

Duan Xiuyuan stopped his hand, "Hey, take off the scarf when the temperature rises."

Ji Shiran ignored him, and still insisted on taking off the scarf. This was the first official gift he bought for Duan Xiuyuan, and he couldn't get it dirty.

Duan Xiu was far away from him, watching him take off the scarf, fold it carefully and put it aside, wishing he could chop himself into pieces.

"I like flowers and scarves very much. Thank you, Aran, you are also the joy of my life." Duan Xiuyuan sat by the bed and said softly.

Ji Shiran remained silent, but buried his face in the quilt instead, he didn't want Duan Xiuyuan to see himself in such a mess, it would be uncomfortable and embarrassing.

In fact, Duan Xiuyuan yelled at each other obediently, and Ji Shiran's heart softened.

Although he didn't know how Duan Xiuyuan knew about this, he could understand his distress.

After all, it really hurts to be concealed and deceived by someone who likes to care, so he is not sad that Duan Xiuyuan is indifferent to him, what is sad is that Duan Xiuyuan may break up with him if he leaves him.

The moment the car drove away, Ji Shiran suddenly realized that he didn't just like Duan Xiuyuan.

He cared about Duan Xiuyuan far more than he thought, and he didn't want to leave him, let alone live without him in the future.

The side of the bed moved slightly, and it was Duan Xiuyuan who stood up.

Ji Shiran subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab his sleeve, looked up at the person who was about to leave, and the sourness began to well up in his nose again, his eyes were instantly fogged up.

Duan Xiuyuan lowered his head to meet his foggy, tearful eyes, and his heart instantly twitched, and he turned back to the bed. He softly comforted the restless person, "Hey, I won't go. I'll make you some ginger tea to get rid of the cold. You sit outside. If it is too long, it is easy to catch cold."

Duan Xiuyuan knew without asking, that Ji Shiran must have been sitting in the corridor as soon as he came back.

In any case, it will take two and a half hours. If the weather is not cold, it is easy to catch a cold.

Ji Shiran's nose was buzzing, he knew what Duan Xiuyuan said was right, but he still stubbornly tugged at Duan Xiuyuan's sleeve and refused to let go.

Seeing him like this, Duan Xiuyuan felt very uncomfortable. He didn't have the heart to make ginger tea again. After sending a message on his mobile phone, he sat by the bed, wrapped his arms around Ji Shiran's back, and patted comfortingly.

A few minutes later, the door clicked, followed by Song Qinghui's shout.

"Shiran! Old Duan!"

"Where is the person? What is so delicious that you are so anxious to ask me to come up, and you even gave me the password at home!"

Hearing Song Qinghui's voice, Ji Shiran trembled, and buried himself under the quilt again, but the hand holding Duan Xiuyuan's sleeve tightened even more.

What does Duan Xiuyuan mean? Let Song Qinghui take care of him, will he still leave?

Sensing his uneasiness, Duan Xiuyuan comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid, let Lao Song come up and make some ginger tea before leaving."

Song Qinghui, a tool man who just walked to the door: OK, Fine, Duan cheated on him again!

Song Qinghui was kicked out by Duan Xiuyuan after completing his mission as a tool man. When he left, he was very angry and kept cursing.

Duan Xiuyuan blew on the ginger tea, and took a sip himself first. The temperature was right, but Song Qinghui, a straight man, really only boiled ginger, and he could barely accept the pungent taste, let alone Ji Shiran?

As expected, Ji Shiran frowned after smelling it.

Duan Xiuyuan coaxed patiently, fed him little by little, and finally fed more than half of the bowl.

Putting down the bowl, Duan Xiuyuan asked him if he was hungry.

Ji Shiran nodded when he heard the words. Although his mouth was filled with the spicy and bitter taste of ginger tea, he was really hungry after all this trouble.

"May I cook noodles for you?" Duan Xiuyuan asked his opinion softly.

Ji Shiran hummed lightly, and said softly, "I want to add an egg."

"Okay." Duan Xiuyuan responded gently, his baby finally took care of him, not to mention eggs, even ostrich eggs he wanted to get for his Aran.

Ji Shiran pressed the quilt to cover half of his face, his misty eyes stared at Duan Xiuyuan who was cleaning up the ginger tea bowl.

He spoke in a very low voice, as if speaking to himself.

"I'm easy to coax."

Because I like you, as long as you coax me, I will be fine.

The author has something to say: woo woo woo, what kind of fairy baby is my Ranran! !