The moon rises and sets, and the street lights flicker.
Chen Ya drove alone to Nanwangqiao East Road and slowly walked into the quiet community.
At this time, more people have fallen asleep, and the quiet air makes it impossible to tell that a world-shaking event was brewing here.
Some media outlets had been squatting here day and night, hoping to wait for Liu Ruyan to come out, but after a long wait in vain, all that remained was the chill after the bustle faded away.
He slowly walked into the trail and came to the door of the familiar house.
He took out the key, opened the door with the key, and came quietly, just like he did long ago when the hyacinths were in full bloom again.
A breeze blew into the room, the curtains fluttered, and the woman standing alone in the living room turned her head.
"I like you to be silent, as if you disappeared."
“You hear me from afar, but my voice cannot reach you.”
The girl's clear voice came like singing.
Chen Ya walked forward, put his arm around the slender waist of the girl who was reading poetry, and held her in his arms.
"You've done something wrong, so you expect me to be silent with you?"
Liu Ruyan buried her head in his arms, not daring to look up at him.
"Look up and kiss me."
So she obediently stood on tiptoe, looked up and kissed him.
"I'm sorry," the girl said, releasing her entangled lips and teeth, exhaling, "I accidentally exposed the teacher."
"It doesn't matter." Chen Ya said, "They are just a few sock puppets. They don't know it's me."
"Besides, many things in this world are very, very insignificant to me. You are not one of them."
The summer wind becomes soft when it blows through the house.
The flowing clouds are as fat as fat, and the moon is as white as butter.
…
A month later.
Qin Yunchu was waiting outside the airport in her brand new Aston Martin, her fingers tapping impatiently on the steering wheel.
She was waiting for her beloved sister, Qin Yunshang, who had flown back from Goryeo.
She loves and hates this sister who is three years younger than her.
Love is truly cherishing her talent.
But when I'm with her, I'm irritated by her little devil temper every day.
This sister went to Korea to learn dancing a year ago, and today is the day she returns home.
The driver was supposed to pick me up, but my father had to attend an economic forum and took the driver away.
Her sister has a strange temper, and if she doesn't go, who knows what she will do.
So she simply drove over to pick her up herself.
She opened her phone screen again, looked at the dark avatar and the WeChat contact without a nickname, and fell into deep thought.
A month ago, he clearly said goodbye.
But I never saw him again.
Many nights she thought of that man, a man so far away from her that they should have no connection at all.
She shouldn't have thought of him, either, in every way.
Maybe it's just because I'm unwilling to give up.
She was like garbage that could not be recycled after being used, and was swept into the trash by Chen Ya.
Qin Yunchu turned off her phone in frustration, then looked at her face in front of the black screen to see if her makeup was smudged.
At this moment, the phone screen suddenly lit up.
“Beep, beep…”
The phone rang, and the caller's name was displayed at the top of the screen:
"Chen Ya."
Qin Yunchu gasped for breath, holding the phone in both hands, stunned for half a second, then tried hard, moving his thumb towards the answer button.
What was originally a very normal action became so difficult due to the sudden excitement and secretion of adrenaline.
She failed twice before finally swiping her phone and answering the call.
Qin Yunchu's heart was beating wildly and he put his ear to the phone.
It was quiet over there.
She tried hard to suppress the trembling in her voice and spoke carefully:
"Hello?"
As if waiting for her to speak, a familiar voice soon came from the other end of the phone:
"Are you also going to participate in "Poetic Life"? "
Qin Yunchu nodded nervously: "Yes."
"Then when you come, be careful not to reveal my identity." said the other side.
Qin Yunchu tightened his grip on the phone slightly: "I've been very careful recently and haven't revealed your identity."
There was a hint of resentment in her words.
Chen Ya added: "Especially to Xu Xiangxiao. I must never reveal my identity in front of Xu Xiangxiao."
After saying this, he seemed uneasy and emphasized again:
"Don't tell her where I am, don't give her my phone number or any contact information. You'd better tell her that you don't know me."
Xu Xiangxiao, the most famous female singer in China.
He has won the Golden Microphone Award for seven consecutive years and has been named the best idol in China.
In addition, she has a special title:
Queen of pop.
It has been ten years, and when people mention this title, they will think of her.
"Why?" Qin Yunchu asked, "Does she know you?"
"Don't worry about it, just don't tell her."
Qin Yunchu's voice was trembling a little as he held the phone and asked:
"Then, will you be there when the filming of 'Poetic Life' starts?"
As she was speaking, she suddenly saw outside the car window, a girl who looked 70% similar to herself and was also extremely beautiful, baring her fangs and claws at her.
She unlocked the car door, and the girl immediately opened the door and shouted:
"I can't even get through to you on the phone! You didn't even answer me when I called you! Luckily I have sharp eyes! Otherwise you would have lost your sister!"
At the same time, a busy tone came from the phone next to Qin Yunchu's ear.
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