The top idol is not a substitute

"Need to go home?"

After lunch, Zhou Xiang looked at the absent-minded Yan Xuan and asked.

The meals on the table were basically Zhou Xiang's, and Yan Xuan didn't move her chopsticks much.

"No."

Yan Xuan had no appetite, so she put down her chopsticks, and the latest message from Song Xiangsi was displayed on the screen of her mobile phone on the table beside her:

【are you in the company?I'm coming to you, let's meet and talk. 】

chat?What are you talking about?

I haven't been able to talk about the things we have been together for two years, can we talk about it now?

She is in a bad mood right now.

In the past, she could not say such mocking words as "living Bodhisattva" to Song Xiangsi.

But in fact, she was not gentle in nature, but she restrained herself a lot when dealing with Song Xiangsi.

But now, facing Song Xiangsi, she couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't say more outrageous things.

Can be funded.

But it shouldn't be for the sake of his ex-girlfriend.

Can be funded.

But you should also speak to her.

Did Song Xiangsi respect her as a girlfriend?

If Yan Xuan was only angry when Song Xiangsi lied to meet her ex-girlfriend last time, then now she is full of doubts.

Questioned whether Song Xiangsi regarded her as a girlfriend.

Thinking of this, Yan Xuan felt bad again.

The phone has been turned to silent by her. This is Song Xiangsi's seventh missed call.

I don't want to answer, I don't want to make noise.

She's not the type to make trouble.

In the past two years, she and Song Xiangsi had almost no quarrel.

The last time she chased Song Xiangsi out was the biggest temper she had lost in the past two years for Yan Xuan.

What she is attached to is the tenderness and beauty that she can be tolerated and cared for when she is with Song Xiangsi without thinking or thinking wildly.

But now, she suddenly discovered that she seemed to be living in her own world in the past.

10 minutes passed.

Sending a message is not inexplicable.

Cause, time, passage, result.

Not a word came out.

Explain what?Description does not want to explain.

From the beginning to the end, Yan Xuan had reasoned clearly.

Song Xiangsi just didn't want to explain.

But there seems to be nothing to explain, after all, it is the truth.

Song Xiangsi: [Xiaoxuan, can I tell you all?Do not be angry. 】

——Okay, do you miss your ex-girlfriend?

As soon as this line of words was typed in the dialog box, a conversation suddenly flashed in Yan Xuan's mind.

"Father, she tricked me to go up, and I almost died there."

"Xiaoxiao, my sister is not in good health, if you make her unhappy again, we will send you back."

Not everyone is qualified to make trouble.

Even though she was standing in front of them covered in bruises, even though the sister he was talking about frantically pushed her to get out.

Those who are favored are fearless.

She remembered the day when her love for Song Xiangsi turned sour.

It rained heavily that day, and the rain soaked the entire stage, but they were not taken seriously as a rookie group and were trapped in the rain.

Even though he was drenched after getting off the stage, the arranged lounge didn't even have heating.

At this moment, Song Xiangsi led them to her lounge, which was spacious and warm, with warm tea prepared.

What she got was a ginger tea syrup, and a question: "Are you on your period today? Does it hurt? Do you want to go to another lounge to rest."

In the lounge, the teammates were all bustling about whether they should wash together.

And Song Xiangsi just squatted in front of her quietly, looking at her tenderly, her embarrassing figure was reflected in her clean and dark eyes.

She only mentioned it once, but Song Xiangsi took it to heart.

It's not very painful, if no one cares, Yan Xuan can endure no matter how painful it is.

But Song Xiangsi just asked.

"hurts a little."

"Then I'll accompany you there, and I'll call you later when it's time for you to put on makeup. Tell me what you need, and I'll get it for you."

It was three hours before their next performance.

The big star who has always rejected others in the camera is caring and caring for her, and is willing to be her "little assistant".

Some teammates overheard their chat and asked why Song Xiangsi treated her differently.

"I came here because I was afraid that Xiaoxuan would get sick. I must treat her differently."

"Thank you, and you should also thank your captain."

It was a preference she had never felt before.

A blatant preference.

Later, when she faced bad reviews and setbacks, even though she didn't say anything, Song Xiangsi was able to guess the thoughts in her heart, and patiently and gently helped her analyze and accompany her insomnia.

Every day after being together is like Valentine's Day, Song Xiangsi has prepared romance and surprises for her.

Gentle and meticulous.

just now.

She was a little hesitant.

Hesitation, whether this tenderness and preference is not exclusive.

She had never inquired about Song Xiangsi's past.

Because she knows that everyone has a past.

But obviously, a few days ago, they were still talking about being honest with each other.

If, she said yes.

After a while, Yan Xuan finally deleted the words in the dialog box.

He slowly replied to her:

[I'm on a business trip, please don't contact me due to busy schedule recently. 】

After sending the message, Yan Xuan turned off her phone and put it in her bag, looking at Zhou Xiang who was staring at her in a daze.

"Let's go to Linshi."

Zhou Xiang frowned: "Xiaoxuan, what's wrong?"

Her complexion is really not good, and it is easy to detect that she seems to be sad.

"It's nothing. I might be a little unhappy at the thought of going on a business trip." Yan Xuan replied perfunctorily.

But this confirmed that Yan Xuan was sad.

After being her manager for so long, Zhou Xiang can still understand the difference between Yan Xuan's anger and sadness.

Like last time in the office, the arrogance of the whole person looked like someone owed her money, it was angry, and it still looked sulking.

And this time.

After getting into the work car, Zhou Xiang also secretly looked at Yan Xuan who was sitting by the car window, looking out the window without saying a word.

The person who obviously said yesterday that he would go home this afternoon after having lunch with Song Xiangsi suddenly changed his mind.

Is it because of the girl's words?

Could it be true?

"Sister, let's play a game." Although Yuan Yuan didn't follow them to the fifteenth floor and didn't know what happened, she also sensed that Yan Xuan was in a bad mood.

I wanted to use games to make her happy.

But unexpectedly, when Yan Xuan heard the word game, she thought of what happened that night again.

She wanted Song Xiangsi to confess and deliberately proposed to play the game.

"Sister? Sister?" Seeing Yan Xuan suddenly staring at the dice in her hand, Yuan Yuan stretched out her hand and shook it in front of her eyes.

Yan Xuan came back to her senses and hummed: "You can play with sister Zhou."

As soon as the voice fell, a mobile phone rang.

It's Zhou Xiang's call.

Seeing the phone above, Zhou Xiang was still a little puzzled.

After connecting, I suddenly understood.

He glanced at Yan Xuan who was already closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Zhou Xiang covered the receiver and asked Yan Xuan in a low voice: "Mr. Song wants you to answer the phone, will you answer it?"

Zhou Xiang also heard what the girl said just now. If it is true, then Song Xiangsi is indeed a little too much.

Yan Xuan didn't move.

"Sister Zhou, please turn on the speakerphone."

Zhou Xiang subconsciously clicked on Song Xiangsi's words.

Song Xiangsi's voice suddenly came from the phone——

"Xiaoxuan, isn't it..."

Just after hearing a few words, Yan Xuan suddenly opened her eyes, and said to Zhou Xiang: "The hands-free is turned off."

In addition to the three of them, other people in the studio sat in the work car. From photography to publicity, they were all relatively strangers.

She didn't want Song Xiangsi to bow her head in front of so many outsiders.

The love breakfast last time could be fun or flirting, but this time it is different.

In the eyes of those people, Song Xiangsi should be the queen of the big song shining in the spotlight and crowd.

Humble shouldn't be used to describe her.

As soon as Zhou Xiang turned off the hands-free, Yan Xuan took the phone.

Song Xiangsi on the other end of the phone also heard what Yan Xuan said, and stopped what she was about to say.

In the earpiece, only the faint sound of breathing came.

A few seconds passed.

"Xiaoxuan?"

"Ah."

"Lin Yi is indeed my ex-girlfriend's younger sister. Her family's conditions are not good. Later I heard that she wanted to drop out of school, so I sponsored her."

Song Xiangsi's words were true, it was indeed Lin's grandma who called her and told her about it.

But some things in the middle were still pinched by her.

For example, she also had selfish intentions at the beginning.

I want to see if the person who abandoned her at the beginning is doing well.

"Ah."

"I was in a relationship when I was in college, two years ago, and we broke up six years ago."

"I see," Yan Xuan replied perfunctorily, and finally said, "Pay attention to your body, hang up first."

Yan Xuan has no habit of exposing her privacy to others.

Especially in front of some people in the car who are eager to gossip.

Even if they will not speak out for work.

The car drove smoothly along the way.

After she hung up, the people in the work van started chatting again.

After thinking for a while, Yan Xuan still turned on her phone.

She still didn't want to hear Song Xiangsi talking to her in a nervous and frightened tone.

Don't like her, apologize, don't like her humble.

Thinking of the sentence she didn't send just now, Yan Xuan finally clicked on the chat box with 99+ messages.

enter.

[During the vacant two years, why didn't I have any new feelings? 】