Chapter 30
After waking up, Ranlong remembered what Sister Wang said when the dinner was over. She put on her pajamas and immediately wanted to find Qiu An to confront her.
Perhaps Qiu An also had a premonition, so while Ranlong was changing clothes and sorting out his thoughts, he hid in the bathroom.
Ranlong thought that she couldn't hide in there forever, so she sat on the sofa with her cell phone and waited for her.
I didn’t expect Qiu An would take an hour to wash.
The longer Ranlong waited, the more she felt something was amiss. Qiu An had also drunk quite a bit, perhaps even more drunk than she was. Could something have happened in the bathroom?
Thinking of this, Ranlong rushed to the bathroom and banged on the door.
"Qiu An? Qiu An! What's taking you so long to wash?"
The door opened, and Qiu An's bathrobe hung loosely, the belt around her waist half-tied, and her hair, unblown, just draped wetly over her shoulders. It was late at night, and I wondered who she was trying to seduce.
"I'm doing skin care." said Qiu An.
"Doing skin care takes so long? You must be lying to me. Are you feeling guilty? Or are you constipated?"
Ranlong said as he reached for Qiu An's waist. Qiu An was startled and dodged backwards, only to see Ranlong grab the straps and pull them hard to the sides, almost pulling out an artificial waist...
The open collar was tied tightly, which made it look much better.
"Are you worried about me?" Qiu An asked her.
"I..." Ran Long didn't want to admit it. Qiu An had too many pleasure points, and Ran Long didn't want to let her have them. "I need to go to the bathroom urgently."
"Oh, I have another bathroom in my bedroom, but it's a little small."
Dye:???
So Qiu An came in early on the first day and grabbed the master bedroom without even consulting her?!
Besides, if there is a toilet inside, there must be a bathroom for taking a shower. Why should I fight with her for the use of the bathroom outside every day?
Is it just because it's "a little small inside"? Do you really think you've turned from a sparrow into a phoenix? Do you think a bathroom too small can't even handle the spread of your wings?!
ah?
Why did you let her know after the filming in Ducheng was over?
After a brainstorming session, Ranlong was about to scold her, but when the curse words came to her lips, she asked: "Where is the bathroom in your bedroom? Why didn't I see it when I went in last time?"
"It's behind the coat rack. It's a secret door. It's quite obvious."
There is a pink pig in Ranlong's heart, saying sarcastically: It's pretty obvious.
Are you mocking her for having poor eyesight? Humph, she doesn't believe that the coat rack was placed there intentionally by the hotel to block the road.
Ranlong was about to start running in the 100-meter sprint position. Qiu An grabbed her wrist and asked, "Xiao Ran, what are you doing? This place is ready for use."
"I want it!" Ranlong broke free from Qiu An's restraints, "Let me see it!"
After saying that, she ran into Qiu An's bedroom, moved the clothes rack away, and sure enough, she saw a secret door that was the same color as the wallpaper.
Pushing the door open, Ranlong couldn't wait to look around. Unfortunately, the restroom was empty, and disappointment flowed from her eyes.
Qiu An followed her into the bedroom. Seeing her lost expression, he asked in confusion, "What are you looking for?"
"Qiu An, I'm going to ask you a question, and you answer honestly."
Qiu An thought Ranlong was going to ask her about investment. Her throat was boiling and she pinched the corner of her clothes nervously.
After making enough mental preparation, she agreed: "Okay. Ask ahead."
Even if Ranlong asks her now, "Do you like me?", she will say, "Yes, I like you."
Unfortunately, Ranlong has not yet realized this:
"Where do you hang your underwear?"
"Um?"
Seeing Qiu An stunned, Ranlong repeated the question seriously. She was genuinely curious.
Qiu An finally answered truthfully, "Today's ones haven't been dried yet. Sometimes I wear them...disposable ones."
Qiu An's face flushed as she spoke. It was strange, Ranlong's question was so common, yet she insisted on answering it in such detail, making people think too much.
"So... where should I hang it?"
"balcony."
oh!
No wonder. Ranlong was used to being a rat-like creature crawling in the gutter and rarely went to the balcony. The clothesline was above the door frame, and small items like underwear could not be seen from the room.
…
So, why does she care so much about this issue?
Qiu An also wanted to know and kept staring at her.
"Uh, Sister Wang said that you invested in 'The Sound of Falling Leaves'."
Ranlong was embarrassed, so he went straight to the point, but suddenly bumped into Qiu An, causing him to stumble.
"Stay here for a while while I blow dry my hair."
"Oh, then hurry up."
Qiu An went into the small bathroom to blow dry her hair, and Ran Ran naturally climbed onto Qiu An's bed and waited for her there.
Qiu An's hair was long and thick, so it naturally took a long time to blow dry it. When Ranlong was bored and about to fall asleep on his phone, Qiu An returned to the room with a hair dryer in his hand.
"Xiao Ran, you should blow dry your hair too."
"I'll blow it after you finish talking."
"I'll talk to you after you finish blowing it."
After secretly competing with each other, Ran Long finally lost. She reached out to take the hair dryer from Qiu An, but Qiu An dodged and said, "I'll help you blow dry."
She didn't even use a question! Ranlong's anger suddenly rose again.
"What are you doing? If you're being nice to me for no reason, I'm either a traitor or a thief!"
"I wasn't being attentive."
"That means he's a traitor and a thief!"
…
Taking advantage of Qiu An's sadness, Ran Long grabbed the hair dryer, plugged it in, and started blowing his hair.
She actually didn't want to always go against others like this, but when she met Qiu An, she would always feel the desire to win in strange ways.
For example, if she couldn't hide her underwear well, but Qiu An did, she would feel frustrated.
So since Qiu An spent so much time blow-drying her hair, she had to blow-dry it even longer to make it look like she had thicker hair.
As a result, her hair had already been blown dry, but she still continued to blow it for a while longer, which made her hair frizzy and she even started sweating.
"Forget it." Ranlong turned off the hair dryer. "Start your sophistry."
Qiu An put away the hair dryer, climbed onto the bed and sat next to Ranlong.
She had lost all restraint at this moment. He sat so close to her that he almost pressed down on her thigh.
"What do you want to ask me?"
"Did you invest in 'The Sound of Falling Leaves'?"
“It was invested by the studio.”
"What's the difference? Ah? Is your studio's name Qiu Ming'an?"
"Yes. But listen to me, investment must have a return. The specific investment plan and proportion are made by the consultants. They won't allow the studio to do business at a loss. 'The Sound of Falling Leaves' is Yuan Chengyin and Yao Ling's first collaboration after winning awards and becoming famous. Whether it's buzz or quality, the reputation is guaranteed, so it's bound to be profitable."
"So, was it you who insisted on giving me the role of Shen Zixin?"
"I recommended you to Director Yuan and the producers, but in the end, you won it yourself."
"You're talking nonsense."
"I'm not talking nonsense."
"Ah, but why do you have to let me play this role? My reputation is so bad, and I have a grudge against you. Even your die-hard fans might not be willing to buy it. Your studio has signed many actors, right? Wouldn't it be the most profitable option to make one of your own famous?"
"None of them are suitable for you. It was Shen Zixin who chose you."
"...You're just talking nonsense. Qiu An, do you think you can make it up to me by doing this? No matter how nice your words sound, they're still condescending, like charity, you know?"
"Xiao Ran..."
Qiu An opened her mouth, as if she didn't know how to explain. After a while, she stretched out her hand and placed it on the back of Ranlong's hand.
Qiu An's hands were not very warm, but not cold as usual either.
Perhaps because she had just showered and her blood was still warm, she applied hand cream, and her palms were smooth and delicate.
Ranlong didn't hide and let her hold his hand.
"Since..." Ranlong opened his mouth and choked up.
"Since you are so nice to me now..."
This was a fact that Ranlong could not deny no matter how much she speculated about Qiu An. Qiu An was simply very good to her.
It was her resolute choice now, regardless of the risks and against all odds, and it was her gentle, considerate, and tolerant attitude in the past...
No matter what Qiu An's mentality is, she is very good to her. She is very good.
"Then why didn't you treat me like that back then... You know, after Ran Cheng's scandal was exposed, he disappeared. All the debts he owed fell on Mom... Even though legally she might not have to bear so much, she still wanted to pay off the debts and live a clean and easy life... Mom... She's never been poor since she was a child. She's never been stingy with spending money on anything she wants, including food, clothes, and entertainment. But when it's time for her to enjoy her life, she can't even afford a can of milk, thinking of selling it secondhand to pay off her debts...
"I know this isn't your fault. Ultimately, it's all Ran Cheng's fault, and I don't want to blame you. But seeing you always reminds me of these sad things... I can't do anything else except acting. After being banned, I'd still do it even if I was asked to act in a mindless web series. That's the kind of money you make from live streaming anyway. Face, reputation, and all that doesn't matter. I just want money, I just want my mom to live a good life... I've never apologized to you for hitting you, and I haven't given the public an explanation... Because I still hope to retain a little bit of pride in front of you... Otherwise, I... I'm nothing..."
Ranlong said a lot of things in one breath, expressing all the grievances he had suffered over the years.
Her mind was in a mess, probably because of the residual alcohol. She said whatever she could find, without any logic, just to vent.
The tip of her nose was red, her voice was intermittent, and tears were welling up in her eyes, but she managed to hold them back and not let them fall.
Qiu An felt distressed when he saw this, so he pulled Ranlong into his arms and hugged her tightly.
Ranlong really needed a hug at this moment, and Qiu An happened to give it to her, so she didn't have to lower her face to beg for it, and thus she preserved the little "pride" she had left.
Ranlong sniffed in Qiu An's arms, her sadness sapping her energy. As they held her like this for a long time, Qiu An could hear Ranlong's breathing becoming lighter and smoother.
Qiu An patted her shoulder and asked softly, "You need money. Why didn't you accept the role Yuan Chengyin offered you earlier? I understand you don't want to bow to me, but Yuan Chengyin only came to you because he recognized your acting skills. There's no such thing as 'handouts'. You understand."
"Yuan Chengyin...that idealist living in an ivory tower, she knows...shit."
Ranlong was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, but her subconscious was still cursing Yuan Chengyin for her.
Qiu An smiled bitterly, took a tissue and wiped the tears in her eyes and the clear snot that quietly flowed to the corners of her mouth.
"I participated in the show..." Ranlong's mouth moved unconsciously, "and then no one invested in her..."
"As long as it's your performance, I will vote for it. It's not charity, but because I believe in you and because you deserve it."
Ranlong seemed not to hear what Qiu An said. She continued to talk to herself: "Don't like it..."
Unfortunately, Ranlong fell asleep halfway through her words, and Qiu An never got to hear the rest of her words.
In the dream, Ranlong returned to the days when the three of them were traveling at the beach.
Seeing that Yuan Chengyin was concentrating on building a sand castle, Ranlong pulled Qiu An to a place where Yuan Chengyin could not see him.
She whispered to Qiu An in her dream, "Don't like Yuan Chengyin. That woman is not a good person. She turned a blind eye to my suffering and later failed to fulfill the promise she made to me."
Qiu An agreed to her.
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