The top idol is not a substitute

After Yan Xuan came out of the building, she went directly to the restaurant.

I have a poor appetite at noon, so I don't eat much, and I'm a little hungry now.

Just as the food was on the table, the cell phone she put aside rang first.

Yan Xuan glanced at it, and saw that it was a WeChat notification.

Song Xiangsi: [Open the door, please]

Yan Xuan turned her eyes away and didn't click on the news, but first remembered what Song Xiangsi and Zhao Na said in the corridor.

It is difficult to tell the truth from the fake for a while.

If it was really like what she said, Qiao Minzhi and her were just neighbors, then why did Qiao Minzhi say such words of sovereignty to her?

But after a while, Yan Xuan thought of another possibility, and realized that it might be Qiao Minzhi's unrequited love for Song Xiangsi.

In short, Qiao Minzhi suddenly asked her to say those things because of love for Song Xiangsi.

Yan Xuan suddenly felt that the food in front of her had become dull.

Lin Yi, Lin Yuan, and Ying Lian are not enough, and now there is a childhood sweetheart "neighbor".

Song Xiangsi is really popular.

She is popular, but she is being targeted.

really do.

The phone on the table was still vibrating.

The person who usually sent two messages would be anxious to ask her if she could continue to send messages, and whether she would be blocked if she sent too many messages, but now she has bombarded her with messages.

Anyway, she didn't have much appetite, so Yan Xuan simply stopped eating, put the spoon in the bowl, pushed it aside, and then picked up the mobile phone on the side table.

Watching the increasing number of messages on the phone screen.

【Open the door, okay? I have something to explain. 】

[I'll just say a few words, just a few words, okay? 】

……

Yan Xuan looked at one by one, from the messages, Song Xiangsi seemed to have concluded that she was in the room, but she didn't open the door for her, so she sent one after another.

Song Xiangsi's impatience can be seen from the continuous news.

but……

So many messages have been sent, but there is no substantive content.

For example, what do you want to explain, what do you want to say.

Yan Xuan originally wanted to reply to her, but finally held back.

She's just a scourge, she's in constant trouble, why bother with her.

Just as Yan Xuan was thinking this way, a new message came from the other side——

[My family and Qiao Minzhi's family are family friends, so we are neighbors because we are close. 】

[I don't have a good relationship with her, so I can't be considered a friend. 】

[It's not even a fiancée, I don't have a fiancée. 】

After reading the message, Yan Xuan tapped her phone with her nails, as if she was thinking about something.

After a few seconds, I saw a new message from the other party.

[Of course, except you, if you want, we can get the certificate today. 】

Yan Xuan: "?"

【Dream you. 】

Hand speed is faster than brain speed.

By the time Yan Xuan reacted, the message had already been sent.

Song Xiangsi: [Wuwu, don't block me, I just want you to get back to me. 】

Yan Xuan: "..."

Oh, it's the aggressive method.

She asked why Song Xiangsi was so shameless all of a sudden.

Song Xiangsi: 【Open the door, please? 】

【I will explain to you face to face, and let you see my eyes, so that you can believe that I am not lying. 】

"A few days ago, it looked like it was going to die, but today it became lively."

Yan Xuan murmured.

Then he turned off the screen of the phone and put it back where it was just now, without replying to Song Xiangsi's message.

I feel that the food in front of me is much more fragrant.

I don't know why Song Xiangsi concluded that she was in the room, but if she likes to knock on the door, just keep knocking.

Anyway, after dinner, she still has to go to the trail for two laps before going back.

An hour later, Yan Xuan returned to the dormitory.

On the way, he met the security guard under the dormitory. The first thing he said when he saw her was:

"Teacher Yan Xuan, why did you come back from outside?"

Yan Xuan was puzzled, but she still smiled and replied: "I just finished dinner, of course I came back from outside."

The security guard scratched his head, smiled awkwardly, and whispered, "Just now Teacher Song Xiangsi asked me if you were back, and I told her that you didn't go out in the dormitory."

Yan Xuan: "..."

Yan Xuan thought it might be that after lunch, she went back to her room. When she came out, the security guard was dozing off and didn't see her, so she mistakenly thought that she hadn't left the dormitory.

No wonder Song Xiangsi concluded that she was in the room and kept asking her to open the door.

Yan Xuan entered the corridor and waited for the elevator.

The only thought in my heart was, why is Song Xiangsi so stupid.

What Yan Xuan didn't know was that the reason why Song Xiangsi trusted the security so much was because she was used to Yan Xuan ignoring her, so when knocking on the door was ignored, she also believed that it was Yan Xuan who didn't want to. care about her.

And accept it plainly.

So, when Yan Xuan arrived at the floor, Song Xiangsi was still squatting outside her door.

He seemed to be sure that she was inside, so Song Xiangsi didn't even lift his head when he heard the sound of the elevator.

Song Xiangsi felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, so he squatted on the ground to relax, and Song Xiangsi didn't look up when he heard the sound of the elevator.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Song Xiangsi slowly moved his body, and only when a pair of clean white sneakers appeared in front of him did Song Xiangsi slowly raise his head.

She has always concluded that the person in the room has returned from the outside.

After she sent a bunch of messages asking her to open the door, she came back from outside.

Her messages were not returned.

She was not reminded of her actions.

If it was someone else, he might already be angry.

But Song Xiangsi did not.

Not only did not, but he was relieved.

So Yan Xuan didn't hate her so much that she didn't want to open the door for her, it was just because she wasn't in the room.

Now that he is back, he is at least willing to stay in front of her.

However, in the next second, Yan Xuan's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Let's go, it's in the way."

Song Xiangsi paused for a moment, didn't move away, but got up slowly, showing a pale and feeble smile.

I still didn't forget to explain to her: "I don't know what Qiao Minzhi told you, but I don't have a fiancée, and I haven't married anyone else, so don't believe what she says."

Yan Xuan stared at her, now Song Xiangsi's face was extremely pale, paler than she had ever seen before, her lips were tightly closed after speaking.

Seems to be in great pain.

Physical discomfort?

Yan Xuan was puzzled for a few seconds, and then quickly realized that now is not the time for her to be suspicious.

"Does it have anything to do with me?"

After a long silence, what Song Xiangsi heard was her indifferent words.

Speak the most indifferent words in a flat voice and tone.

Song Xiangsi was holding the corner of her clothes in one hand, and the other hand couldn't help covering her abdomen.

The pain made her grit her teeth.

"Sorry, I just don't want you to misunderstand." Song Xiangsi pulled the corners of her lips, showing a forced smile, "After all, you are my master."

This sentence caught Yan Xuan a little off guard, and she was stunned for two seconds.

It seems to be right, but it seems to be wrong everywhere.

He even blocked her words.

While Yan Xuan was in a daze, Song Xiangsi felt that her vision became blurred and even her body became weak.

If she stayed any longer, she felt that she might faint in front of Yan Xuan, so she hurriedly said, "Sorry, I'm leaving first."

Yan Xuan did not expect that the person who usually waited patiently for her to speak would leave without even listening to her answer.

"Hey."

Just as Yan Xuan called out, the next second she saw Song Xiangsi, who was about to turn around and leave, suddenly fell straight towards her.

Song Xiangsi closed her eyes tightly, her lips and face turned pale.

What she just thought was not an illusion.Song Xiangsi was really uncomfortable.

When Song Xiangsi turned upside down, Yan Xuan subconsciously reached out to hug her from her armpits.

Judging from the weight of Song Xiangsi lying on her body, she could guess that Song Xiangsi fainted, and it didn't seem like a fake.

Yan Xuan's heart suddenly became flustered, and she called her a few times:

"Song Xiangsi?"

"Song Xiangsi?"

After a while, there was an indistinct answer between the other party's lips and teeth:

"Hmm...Xiaoxuan, I'm here."

Yan Xuan paused.

It seemed that it had been a long time since Song Xiangsi hadn't heard the word Xiaoxuan uttered.

Yan Xuan shook her head, put this thought behind her, and asked her aloud, "Can you go? I'll take you to the hospital."

Out of humanitarianism, she couldn't just throw the current Song Xiangsi in the corridor.

It's okay if there is no serious illness, if it is...

Yan Xuan didn't continue to think about it.

"No, I won't go to the hospital." Song Xiangsi's voice was weak, she was now in a daze, and could only vaguely listen to key words.

Yan Xuan pursed her lips, and suddenly reached out and touched her forehead with the back of her hand, ruling out the possibility of a fever, but she was keenly aware that Song Xiangsi's skin was cold and there was no temperature at all.

It's not hard for Yan Xuan to guess the reason why Song Xiangsi didn't go to the hospital. A star status can stop many thoughts.

But now this situation...

"What's the matter with you?" Song Xiangsi put almost his whole weight on her body, and he could feel that Song Xiangsi had no strength in his body.

Yan Xuan's voice was a little more anxious.

But her eager question was not answered.

Yan Xuan gritted her teeth: "You just tortured me on purpose, right? You're going to die outside my door?"

Song Xiang thought about it, but he didn't have the strength to explain it, and his eyes were dark.

She couldn't see Yan Xuan's direction or her face clearly, and could only vaguely hear her words intermittently.

Yan Xuan didn't expect Song Xiangsi to answer her either.

But when she saw that the other party would at least answer her, it meant that she was at least conscious, and she was relieved from the bottom of her heart.

"I'll take you to the hospital." After speaking, Yan Xuan changed her posture and prepared to carry Song Xiangsi on her back.

The two are about the same height and build, but fortunately, because Yan Xuan practiced dancing since she was a child, it's easy to carry Song Xiangsi on her back.

It's just that Song Xiangsi refused to cooperate, and kept talking about not going to the hospital.

Yan Xuan: "..."

What kind of disease is this.

If it wasn't for Song Xiangsi's pale face and cold body, she would have wondered if Song Xiangsi was pretending.

Yan Xuan asked patiently, "Then where do you want to go?"

"You... your home."

Yan Xuan: "..."

Yan Xuan was silent for a moment, recalling what she had seen before.

Could it be hypoglycemia?

But the duration of hypoglycemia will not be so long.

Acute gastroenteritis?

But Song Xiangsi's diet has always been very good, it shouldn't be.

Unable to guess what happened to Song Xiangsi, the only conclusion she came to was that Song Xiangsi was not in danger.

Yan Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he opened the door, let her lie flat on the sofa, and called the doctor assigned by the program team.

Hearing the other party say that he will be there in 5 minutes, he hung up the phone and looked at Song Xiangsi who was curled up on the sofa with her eyes tightly closed because of the pain.

Yan Xuan pursed her lips, then went into the room and took out a quilt, covering Song Xiangsi's body.

She looked towards the door and then at the unconscious Song Xiangsi, her eyes flashed with struggle.