The top idol is not a substitute

The day of the charity event happened to be Yan Xuan's birthday, so it was also a birthday present for her.

That afternoon, after Yan Xuan put on her makeup, she leaned on a chair and rested for a while. When she woke up, she found that only herself and Yuan Yuan were left in the dressing room.

Yuan Yuan was sitting on the chair next to her and was watching the show, as if she was worried about disturbing her, she was smiling while covering her mouth with her earphones on.

Yan Xuan moved her body and glanced at it. It was a sweet pet drama that was very popular before.

"Yuanyuan."

Yuan Yuan's earphones were not loud, and she immediately took off her earphones when she heard Yan Xuan's voice: "What's wrong, sister?"

Zhou Xiang went to see the venue, and deliberately left her here to guard Yan Xuan.

"It's nothing, I'll go out for a while," Yan Xuan saw that she was about to get up, and said again, "Don't follow me, I'll go backstage and have a look, and I'll be back later."

She was just worried that Yuan Yuan would not be able to find her later, so she specifically told her.

Yuan Yuan was about to follow, but Yan Xuan had already turned around and left the door of the dressing room.

The sound insulation effect of the dressing room is quite good, the corridor is quiet, and no one is encountered on the road.

Yan Xuan wanted to come out to get some air, the dressing room was a bit stuffy, she could feel her face was hot.

If it weren't for the makeup, she would definitely be able to see her face flushed.

There are no windows in the corridors, and to get fresh air you have to walk through the backstage.

Yan Xuan walked towards the backstage.

On the way, I met two junior sisters who debuted in "Girl's Dream" last year, and saw her bent over to say hello.

After the two left, Yan Xuan could still vaguely hear their voices.

"That's Senior Sister Yan Xuan ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

"I envy her so much."

"The business ability is really super, when will I be as popular as her."

Listening to the voice, you can feel that the speaker is looking at her and speaking.

You may think that the sound is very small.

Yan Xuan had just listened to a few sentences when she heard another girl beside her say:

"The important thing is that her ex-girlfriend is still Senior Song."

"Yes, yes, and it seems to be Senior Song who she dumped."

Yan Xuan twitched her mouth when she heard this.

When will she rely on Song Xiangsi to reflect her value?

When approaching the backstage, the road was blocked by several people.

Don't know what is being said.

Two people were carrying a makeup case, one of the girls was lowering her head, and a woman beside her seemed to want her to say something.

From Yan Xuan's position, she couldn't see the girl's face clearly.

Yan Xuan knew the person blocking the girl.

Wen Han and her assistant.

"Your company recruits everyone? Why do you send her here without makeup? Do you know how important this event is?"

Yan Xuan got closer and heard what they were saying.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the woman bowed down to apologize, and pushed the girl next to her who hadn't moved, "Apologize quickly, if you don't apologize, your salary will be lost."

Under the oppression of the woman, the girl finally bent down and apologized.

"Feel sorry."

Yan Xuan's footsteps paused.

this sound...

"Let's go, change someone next time."

Before Yan Xuan could react, the woman grabbed the girl's shoulders and walked towards the backstage.

Yan Xuan wanted to catch up.

But the two were standing at the intersection of the backstage and the corridor, before she took two steps, they turned and disappeared from her eyes.

Just as he was about to pass by Wen Han, he was stopped again.

"elder sister."

Yan Xuan was disgusted for a while, and because Wen Han suddenly blocked her way, she blurted out in annoyance: "Can you go away?"

Yan Xuan didn't understand, her dislike for Wen Han was so obvious that she almost had the words "disgusting" and "don't come near me" etched on her face, why Wen Han still came to bother her.

Wen Han froze, as if he couldn't believe that Yan Xuan would say such a thing to her.

There was a burst of grievance in my heart, and my eyes suddenly turned red.

"Sister, what did I do wrong?"

Yan Xuan didn't want to talk to her, she wanted to chase those two just now.

But Wen Han held back his sleeves.

"..."

Yan Xuan was speechless for a while.

"Is it because I'm not obvious enough? I don't like you, I'm annoying you, can you stay away from me?"

Yan Xuan pulled her sleeve out of her hand and told her word by word.

Facing her disgusted eyes, Wen Han took two steps back in fright: "Sister."

Yan Xuan looked in the direction of the backstage, knowing that she could not catch up now.

Heart upset.

"Don't call these two words in the future, it's true, it's disgusting," Yan Xuan paused, and felt that she should speak clearly, "Also, don't use your brains on me in the future, and next time, I won't I promise I won't do anything to you."

Yan Xuan is not stupid, knowing that Wen Han approached her with a purpose at the beginning, Yan Xuan didn't care about such things as popularity at the time, she thought Wen Han had a good temper, so she regarded her as her younger sister.

As for now...

She wanted to go back and strangle herself who was overflowing with sympathy.

Wen Han opened his mouth, his eyes hurt: "Why? Why did you treat me like this."

Yan Xuan didn't want to talk to her any more.

Does it make sense to tell her the truth?No.

Would a person like her repent for what she did?It doesn't.

You might even feel better because of the truth.

Yan Xuan pushed her away and ran to the backstage, as expected, the two men had already disappeared.

Wen Han definitely knew who those two were, but she didn't want to talk to Wen Han.

Yan Xuan looked around for a week, but she did not find those two people again.

After thinking for a while, Yan Xuan took out her mobile phone and sent Yan Ruyu a message:

【The last time you said you saw Ji Yao in Linshi?What is she doing? 】

Yan Ruyu replied quickly.

[Wearing a suit and skirt, it seems to be negotiating a contract, I don't know the specific job. 】

【What's wrong? 】

Yan Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and ended the conversation after saying nothing.

But Yan Ruyu was bored, how could she let go of Yan Xuan who hadn't chatted with her for a long time.

【What's wrong?Did you suddenly look back and find that you still like her the most? 】

[Ji Yao liked you back then, who told you not to agree. 】

[It's too late now, if you want to find her, I'll help you. 】

[If you want me to say that Ji Yao is much better than Song Xiangsi, you should think about it more, although others may not still like you, but first love is more important than everything else, I believe she still likes you. 】

After reading her message, Yan Xuan only replied: [No need. 】

What Yan Ruyu said was actually wrong, it's not that she didn't agree.

At that time, in the third year of high school, Ji Yao asked her if she could grant her a wish if she was admitted to the same university as her in the college entrance examination.

One evening self-study before that, Ji Yao whispered that wish in her ear.

——Can you be my girlfriend, or I can be your girlfriend.

With Ji Yao's grades at that time, he could have been admitted to the same school as her.

She agreed.

She knew what she wanted to say and agreed to it.

just.

Later, Ji Yao went abroad to study, and she never mentioned what she said at that time in the few pitiful contacts between the two.

During the first half of the university semester, Yan Xuan tried to contact her, but once she heard a strange girl's voice on the phone, Yan Xuan didn't take the initiative to contact her again.

Youthful heartbeat is true.

It is true that time is short.

Later, she gradually forgot about it, and then went to the show again.

I can't remember how I felt then.

A little disappointed, but there is no resentment, nor does he keep his mouth shut. He just hopes that Ji Yao can live a happy life.

After all, they were friends before.

The sound of a stage microphone test came from the background.

Yan Xuan put away her phone and was about to go back to the dressing room.

There was no one in the backstage. Yan Xuan passed by a corner and was thinking about something. The next second, she felt something flash in front of her. Before she could scream in horror, she smelled the familiar scent of perfume.

The body suddenly stiffened.

Song Xiangsi hugged her slightly, and said in a low voice, "Xiaoxuan."

Yan Xuan's stunned thoughts were relieved, and she struggled a bit.

"I'm sorry Xiaoxuan, please listen to my explanation."

Song Xiangsi kept her voice low, as if begging.

"Let go of me," Yan Xuan didn't know where Song Xiangsi had so much strength, making her unable to break free, she was extremely annoyed, "Do you understand that we broke up? You are harassment."

Song Xiangsi was taken aback for a moment, and begged in a low voice, "Please, please, please be good."

Yan Xuan had never heard the word begging from Song Xiangsi.

Knowing that Song Xiangsi understands her mind best, knowing that she can't hear her humble, can't see her lower her posture.

But that was before.

Not who she is now.

After she knew Song Xiangsi's thoughts, she just felt disgusted.

"Let go." Yan Xuan tried hard to break Song Xiangsi's hand.

Song Xiangsi hugged her tightly and murmured all the time: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, it's all my fault, please don't want me."

not good.

Yan Xuan lost her temper and bit Song Xiangsi's arm hard.

The backstage was warm, and neither of them were wearing thick clothes. This bite was enough to make her hurt.

The resentment from before suddenly welled up in her heart, and Yan Xuan became ruthless.

She could feel that Song Xiangsi's arm must be bleeding.

But Song Xiangsi still didn't let go.

Song Xiangsi knew that if she let go, it would be very difficult for her to see Yan Xuan again.

"You can beat me and scold me. Can you not break up." Song Xiangsi looked at Yan Xuan with a bitter face and said sadly.

"Can you get out?" Yan Xuan calmed down, met Song Xiangsi's eyes, and paused every word, "Do you know how disgusting you are to me now?"

Song Xiangsi had never seen such a look of hatred in Yan Xuan's eyes. In his memory, Yan Xuan was very docile and well-behaved towards her, only duplicity when he was in a hurry.

But now, her expression is not duplicity.

She really felt sick.

"Xiaoxuan..."

Yan Xuan gave her a hard push while she was absent-minded.

Song Xiangsi took a few steps back.

Yan Xuan patted her clothes, as if to prove what she just said.

--nausea.

Yan Xuan met Song Xiangsi's eyes, pulled the corners of her mouth and gave a light laugh:

"Sorry, actually, what I have always liked is my first love, and I have never had any love for you. I just played a game with you when I was too bored while waiting for her."

Song Xiangsi didn't believe what she said.

"At first I thought it was a little unfair to you, but now look at it, you are much more disgusting than me."

"Xiao Xuan, can you stop saying such things?" Song Xiangsi tried to approach Yan Xuan, but was stopped by her cold eyes.

"You don't think I'm talking angry, do you?"

Suddenly Yan Xuan felt much more relaxed in her heart, Song Xiangsi knew her weakness, and she also understood Song Xiangsi.

"Xiaoxuan, I was wrong before. At the beginning, my heart was not clean, and I couldn't figure it out. It was all my fault, but I didn't because others like you. I..."

"Stop." Yan Xuan had already heard these words from the USB flash drive given by the reporter, so what?Should she be honored?

"But what should I do, I've never liked you before," Yan Xuan looked at her and smiled, "I could barely regard you as an idol before, but if it wasn't my first love, I wouldn't have paid attention to you at all."

Song Xiangsi's face turned pale: "Have you never loved?"

Yan Xuan nodded: "I've never loved before."

Song Xiangsi did not move for a long time, she wanted to see a trace of tension in Yan Xuan's eyes, or feel her duplicity.

But all she could see was cold.

A piece of ice cold.

Yan Xuan had been cold to her before, but she never looked at her and said harsh words.

Because she will be soft-hearted.

But now, as Yan Xuan said, Song Xiangsi didn't notice any love in her eyes.

"Also, you don't think I really have time to pay attention to unknown singers in high school, do you?" Yan Xuan looked at her with a smile, "Apart from being a fan, what is there to like, not to mention what have you done for me? Writing songs? Composing music?"

"Tsk, it's really a waste of time to think about it."

Song Xiangsi looked at her and listened to her words.

Every word punishes the heart, every sentence is ruthless.

Song Xiangsi guessed that Yan Xuan would hate her, but she never expected to hate her to this extent.

Yan Xuan didn't want to talk to her anymore, she raised her eyes and smiled lightly: "So can Senior Song give way?"

Song Xiangsi didn't move, she stared at Yan Xuan in front of her without blinking.

Want to see signs that she is lying.

but.

Everything she said seemed to come from the heart.

Seeing that she hadn't moved, Yan Xuan moved a bit, preparing to leave.

When the two of them crossed their bodies, Song Xiangsi grabbed her wrist.

Yan Xuan's patience had reached its limit, and she couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't scold her directly.

"But, your first love hasn't come back yet, has it? Let me accompany you again, okay?"

Originally expecting to be questioned by Song Xiangsi, she was annoyed, but she didn't expect such a weak word, Yan Xuan was slightly stunned for a second.

It is impossible not to be hurt by Yan Xuan's words.

But Song Xiangsi knew that she didn't have many chances to meet Yan Xuan, and Yan Xuan deliberately avoided her, leaving this time and not knowing when the next meeting will be.

Song Xiangsi forced a smile, and said, "I'll help you write any song you want, and compose any song you like, okay?"

The daze just now was only for a moment.

When Yan Xuan heard this, she remembered something Song Xiangsi said before.

When she was not famous, there were "original singers" who wanted to find her to be a "gunner" and buy her works at a high price, but they didn't want to sign her name.

Yan Xuan curled her lips and looked at her with mocking eyes: "Not your name?"

I thought Song Xiangsi would hesitate for a few seconds, but she hummed quickly: "As long as you like it."

In the past, I always felt that Song Xiangsi should stand on the stage and shine brightly, and all the spotlights should shine on her.

Every road she walks should be paved with flowers and applause, and the eyes she looks at her should be full of envy and appreciation.

The word humble should not be applied to her.

But now.

Yan Xuan suddenly understood that no one should be born superior.

Even Song Xiangsi should pay the price for her actions.

At this moment, pleasure welled up in her heart.

The love of the past has dissipated, and what remains is full of resentment.

Why can't Song Xiangsi be humble.

And why can't it be painful.

Yan Xuan smiled lightly: "But, I think you are dirty."

I think you are dirty.

you are dirty.

Song Xiangsi was overwhelmed by these words.

Yan Xuan broke free from her hand, moved her wrist, and said coldly: "Stay away from me, next time, I will send a lawyer's letter for sexual harassment."

Song Xiangsi raised his hand to keep her, but could only watch her leave.

Never loved.

I think you are dirty.

Every word hit her heart.

The indifference and mockery in her eyes hurt her heart.

Only now did she see the indifference in Yan Xuan's heart.

When Song Xiangsi returned to the lounge, Jiang Wei was terrified.

The whole person sat on the chair stupidly, laughed and cried for a while, and then looked at himself in the mirror in a daze.

"Xiangsi, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Wei squatted beside her, looking up at her.

I saw that her eyes were slightly red and she was in a bad mood.

Song Xiangsi silently looked at herself in the mirror.

"Lovesickness? Lovesickness?"

Jiang Wei didn't understand why Song Xiangsi came back like this after going out to get some air.

Did you meet someone?

Just thinking about it, a person appeared in Jiang Wei's mind.

"Have you seen Yan Xuan?"

Sure enough, when she heard Yan Xuan's name, Song Xiangsi's expression finally changed, showing bitterness:

"What should I do to get her back?"

"How can I make her like me?"

Like asking and talking to himself.

Jiang Wei had never seen Song Xiangsi like this.

Song Xiangsi, who had always been strong, became fragile after the breakup.

"It's okay, it's okay, Yan Xuan definitely still likes you, but she's just angry with you, if you apologize after you're angry, she will definitely forgive you."

Jiang Wei will never persuade Song Xiangsi that time can heal broken love.

Because she could see that Song Xiangsi never intended to give up on this relationship.

It is impossible to imagine what Song Xiangsi would do if Yan Xuan never forgave her.

Will it fail, or do something else.

"No more," Song Xiangsi laughed suddenly, "She said she never liked me, she liked her first love."

During this period of time, Jiang Wei asked Song Xiangsi what happened between them. Song Xiangsi never said anything, and never asked anyone to talk to her. She was always worried that Song Xiangsi would be suffocated if this continued.

So hearing Song Xiangsi open her heart at this moment, Jiang Wei also felt much better.

"It must be because I was in a hurry, so I said something wrong. I have noticed you all these years, and Yan Xuan must still like you."

Jiang Wei can only try her best to comfort Song Xiangsi so that she can cheer up.

She has been Song Xiangsi's manager for so many years, and the relationship between the two of them is no longer a simple manager-artist relationship, but a friend. She admires Song Xiangsi very much, so she hopes that she will get better and better.

But obviously, Song Xiangsi's current state is not right, she shouldn't be emotionally defeated.

As if Song Xiangsi couldn't hear her comfort, she said to herself: "It's all my fault, I did something wrong."

Jiang Wei had heard this sentence from Song Xiangsi no less than ten times.

Sighing, he told her cruelly:

"So? So you're going to give up on her like this?"

Jiang Wei has been in the entertainment circle for a long time, and has seen countless big stars who were once extremely popular fall from the altar because of their feelings.

Some people commit suicide because of feelings, and some people are devastated because of broken love.

Love is medicine and poison.

What can help a person can also destroy a person.

So Jiang Wei didn't want the artist in his hands to fall in love prematurely.

Back then, if Song Xiangsi hadn't insisted and promised her that her relationship would not delay her career, Jiang Wei would not have stopped her from falling in love and making it public.

"Or, are you going to give up your career because of your feelings?"

Jiang Wei's questioning brought back Song Xiangsi's thoughts.

She also woke up.

"I will not give up."

Song Xiangsi spoke slowly.

Jiang Wei watched her and comforted her: "Don't be trapped, no one can guarantee that they will like something forever, and no one can guarantee that they will never like something."

"Giving up easily is not the Song Xiangsi I know."

Jiang Wei chose to be Song Xiangsi's manager at the beginning because she saw her tenacity and persistence.

After a while, Song Xiangsi slightly raised his eyes, and hummed, "I see."

Song Xiangsi never cared about others' likes or dislikes before.

I never thought about trying to please someone.

But if the other party is Yan Xuan, she is willing to please her.

Although Yan Xuan's indifference made her feel uncertain.

"Sorry, I lost control of my emotions just now," Song Xiangsi said in a warm voice after recovering.

Jiang Wei also breathed a sigh of relief, got up and patted her on the shoulder: "I'm going to call the makeup artist, and prepare for the performance tonight."

"Ah."

After Yan Xuan returned to the dressing room, Yuan Yuan saw that she had not spoken, and asked curiously:

"Sister, where have you been?"

Didn't hear Yan Xuan's answer, Yuan Yuan didn't ask any more but looked at her with her head propped up.

After a few seconds, Yan Xuan noticed that Yuan Yuan had been staring at her, so she asked, "What did you say?"

"I said where have you been?"

At this time Zhou Heng came in from the door, interrupting what Yan Xuan was about to answer.

Zhou Xiang pulled up a chair and sat down next to Yan Xuan, watching her hesitate to speak.

Yan Xuan noticed it and asked, "What's wrong, Miss Zhou?"

"I just saw Jiang Wei."

Yan Xuan hummed: "I just met."

"Have you met? Who? Song Xiangsi?" Zhou Xiang asked.

Yan Xuan hummed again: "It's all been resolved, there's nothing wrong with it."

"It's all resolved?" Zhou Xiang was puzzled for a moment, but seeing that Yan Xuan didn't want to talk much, he didn't continue the topic, and said to Yuan Yuan, "Go and call the makeup artist, it's time to perform later."

The third program is Yan Xuan, now it's time to prepare.

Yan Xuan hummed.

After Yuanyuan left, Zhou Xiang sat next to her.

Yan Xuan subconsciously touched the bag of her jacket, but found something unexpected.

It's a necklace with a little snowman pendant on it.

It looked familiar, it was the necklace she had taken a fancy to when they passed by a jewelry store two months ago.

I thought it was cute at the time.

However, the product is only pre-sold, and the finished product will not be available until two months later.

Presumably Song Xiangsi took the opportunity to put it in her pocket just now.

Suddenly remembered what Song Xiangsi said on the way back that night.

——If one day you don't want me anymore, can you give me a chance?

What was her answer?

——How could I not want such a good Song Song?

Seeing that she took out a necklace from her pocket, Zhou Xiang was about to say that it looked pretty good.

The next moment, the necklace was thrown into the trash can.

And Yan Xuan bent her lips, as if talking to herself.

"Impossible."