The moment the phone is turned on, many unread messages and calls come flooding in.
There are also various push notifications.
"Su Xia is being a big shot."
"Well-known critics criticized Su Xia for being uncultured."
"Su Xia's first live show failed."
And so on and so forth.
She pursed her lips and ignored it, then opened WeChat and sent a message telling Su's parents not to worry. Within a few seconds, they replied.
Obviously he has been paying attention.
But after chatting with Su Xia for a while, I was indeed not so worried anymore.
She looked at the unread messages with a sigh of relief, replied to them one by one, and finally opened the missed calls.
Gu Yu and Han Yue are the best friends I made when I was in other crews, and they are also the earliest ones.
Lu Jingyao's.
At that moment, her hand holding the phone froze.
Su Xia suddenly stood up from the sofa, which scared Xue Mingan.
"What's wrong with you?"
She hurried to the balcony: "I'm going to make a phone call."
Every second of the "beep, beep, beep" sound seemed to last for a century. Su Xia bit her nails, lowered her brows, and cold sweat broke out on her palms.
When the call was connected, she instantly raised her eyes and called out sweetly, "Brother!"
There seemed to be a pause over there, and after a moment, Lu Jingyao's deep and gentle voice came over, stretching out the ending tone, as if he was being affectionate and doting: "Hmm."
Su Xia's feeling of suffocation, which had been weighing on her heart for the whole day, disappeared with this voice: "What are you doing? Are you coming back tomorrow?"
She felt a little aggrieved for no apparent reason, and the sour and bitter feeling spread from the bottom of her heart to the tip of her nose. She blurted out the words in her heart unconsciously: "I miss you, brother."
"..." Lu Jingyao seemed stunned.
"Qianqian." The man finally said softly, "Come to the stairwell."
Su Xia was a little confused.
She uttered an "ah", and although she was a little confused, she still obediently walked from the balcony to the door: "Okay."
Xue Mingan opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but said nothing for a moment and just let her go.
No one can get used to so much scolding, so much quoting out of context, so much rumor-mongering. The habit of expressing it is only to comfort oneself and the people around you.
Some people say that as public figures, you should accept different voices because not everyone will like you.
But all the insults, rumors and false accusations are pinned on one person. Why should they accept all the malice brought by those people?
In front of public figures, they are just ordinary people.
There is no way to talk about this kind of thing, and in the end they can only swallow it themselves and take every step carefully and cautiously.
The corridor was silent.
Su Xia walked slowly to the stairs with her phone in hand. She carefully looked at the phone that was still on the line and asked hesitantly, "Brother?"
"Well, come down."
The voice in the receiver sounded at the same time as in the corridor.
Su Xia's brain seemed to stop working at this moment. She walked down a few steps in panic, and a tall figure appeared in her sight.
The familiar eyebrows, the clear and angular outline and the ink-black eyes, the clear and cold look at her, were instantly filled with tenderness like the starlight flowing in the Milky Way.
Lu Jingyao put down the hand holding the phone, opened his arms slightly, and raised the corners of his lips: "Qianqian, come here."
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