Chapter 61
After the ban on reporting on the wrap party was lifted, Ranlong's collaboration invitations exploded.
Some of those who had lost contact with Ranlong in the past have returned. These days, they are either busy with work or social events. Ranlong is so busy that he has no time to spare and even has no time to participate in the move.
Before I had time to pack up my private belongings, all the red underwear was stacked into the storage cabinet in my new home.
Ranlong's popularity has accumulated rapidly with one hot search and collaboration after another. Because he is tied to the topic of Qiu An, even though he does not have too many fans, he will be spotted by paparazzi when he goes out.
The gates of the old residential complex were open 24 hours a day, and security was practically nonexistent. To ensure her own safety and not disturb the lives of the surrounding residents, Ranlong had no choice but to move out and into a high-end apartment that Sister Hou had found for her.
Ranlong, who was used to living in an affordable rental house, felt very painful to pay the rent for this high-end apartment. Her career had just started to pick up, and she did not have the ability to buy a high-security house in full, nor did she dare to take out a mortgage rashly. For now, she could only make do with this.
The biggest difference between high-end apartments and old residential buildings is the atmosphere of everyday life.
In one, at mealtime, the aroma of various dishes wafts from every household's exhaust pipes, while in another, few lights are on. In one, late at night, silence reigns, the silent sky occasionally pierced by the cries of wild cats in mating and fighting. In another, cars come and go no matter the hour, and the occasional click of lighters can be heard.
Ranlong stood by the window and looked out. Beyond the tall buildings were more tall buildings.
In fact, it’s good to have a small and shabby house. At least you can hear people fiddling with pots and pans, and at least living alone doesn’t feel so desolate.
I miss Qiu An a little.
He said that there would be many opportunities once he returned to Beiji.
Beiji was obviously in such a hurry and had such little time, let alone doing something stupid together, they didn't even have time to meet.
In a couple of days, Ranlong will go to Lingdong Film and Television to do some dubbing for "The Sound of Falling Leaves". She asked Qiu An indirectly whether she would be there with her. Sister Hou hesitated for a while and told her: Don't have too high expectations.
What this sentence means is that it is okay to have a little expectation.
Ranlong came to the recording studio with this little hope, and as expected, he met Qiu An.
Unfortunately, she had already finished recording and was packing up to leave.
"Xiao Ran, you're here." Seeing Ran Long, Qiu An came over with a bag and greeted her.
Ranlong didn't care if there were any gossipy eyes staring at her. Time was pressing, so she went straight to the point:
"Are you free this Sunday?"
Ranlong didn't say what she wanted to do. She hoped that Qiu An could give her the whole day, morning, evening, and preferably a little bit of the next morning.
Qiu An didn't answer in a hurry. She looked at Xixi, and Xixi quickly pulled up Qiu An's schedule.
Xixi flipped through it and was about to answer when she found Qiu An stretched out his hand towards her, indicating that he should hand her the phone.
Qiu An took the schedule and looked at it. He said, "I have work during the day, and tonight... I have a social event tonight."
Sissi remained expressionless, but her heart was filled with doubts. She clearly saw that there were no plans for that evening, and even if it was a social event, it would not be missed on the schedule.
But she didn't correct Qiu An. Qiu An rarely made mistakes, let alone something like dating Ran Long.
Ranlong was very disappointed, and his tone was low and could not be concealed: "Oh, let's talk about it next time."
"I don't have any plans after the social, so I'll be free around ten o'clock."
A normal meeting wouldn't be scheduled after 10 p.m. Unless... unless they were really busy. This was how Xixi explained it to Sister Hou.
She hadn't expected Sister Hou to have grown so much in such a short time. This time, she refused to believe it, "Don't lie to me. These two are definitely having an affair."
So after Ranlong finished recording, Sister Hou pulled her to a deserted corner and asked her seriously, "Are you in a relationship?"
"Who? Me?"
"That's you. Although I should advise you not to fall in love during your career boom, since the other person is Qiu An, I can only say, keep a low profile. Also, take care of your health."
"Who? Qiu An?"
Sister Hou really acted like a sister. She said seriously, "Don't play dumb. Let's talk business."
"I'm not playing dumb, it's a huge misunderstanding!"
She now knew what it felt like to be misunderstood. Confusion, shock, grievance, and an indescribable feeling. She really wanted to pry open the other person's head, clean it if possible, or discard the body if not.
"I don't think it's a misunderstanding. When she said she was free at ten, your tail was wagging to the sky. Even if you weren't in a relationship, you definitely meant it."
"What do you mean? I'm interested in her?"
"That's what I mean."
Ranlong's thoughts, which she had hidden even to herself, were revealed so easily by Sister Hou's words. She touched her nose, scratched her chin, and picked her ears.
She no longer liked Sister Hou. The little monkey who cowered before her, obeyed her orders, and was tortured by her was still more adorable.
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At night, while brushing her teeth, Ranlong remembered what Sister Hou had said to her.
So, I like Qiu An and want to date her? Is that okay?
Just thinking about this makes the corners of my mouth curl up uncontrollably, and I can't brush my lower teeth.
Oh no, could she have fallen in love with someone during the filming?
Ranlong bent his fingers and tapped his head hard.
Get out, get out, she said, Shen Zixin, get out of my body quickly. Qiu An is Qiu An, Qiu An is not Yu Youxuan.
Besides, even if she liked Qiu An, Qiu An didn't like her.
I've been misunderstood by her for so long, and have endured her attacks both physically and mentally. I'm not really a masochist, so how could I possibly like her? How could I possibly fall in love with her?
Wait, how can it be said that she likes Qiu An?
Whether she likes Qiu An or not is another matter, but the person Qiu An has a crush on is not her.
Qiu An slept with her again and again, not because she was her.
This is it, she wanted to invite Qiu An to dinner, thank her and apologize to her properly, but Qiu An was only thinking about her as a substitute, leaving only time for him to do something shameful with her.
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Sunday came in a blink of an eye. Ranlong slept until the afternoon. When he woke up, he was thinking about how to entertain Qiu An who was coming in the evening.
This apartment was just a place for her to rest for the night after work. Not only was the refrigerator empty, but she hadn't even had time to plug it in.
Ranlong looked at the empty house, sighed, put on a mask and went to a nearby supermarket.
She was afraid that Qiu An would not eat enough at the table, so she took a box of pan-fried salmon and roasted vegetables, and a box of Italian red wine braised beef; she was afraid that she would want to eat something cool and refreshing late at night, so she took red bean paste, yogurt, coconut milk, sago and ice cups; she was afraid that she drank too much and needed liver protection and hangover relief, so she took a few bottles of NFC juice and a few boxes of fresh cut fruits; she was also afraid that she went to a party with young people and did not drink enough, so she took a few cans of craft beer, a few cans of cocktails and a bottle of dry red wine.
I clearly didn't buy anything, so why did it feel so heavy when I carried it home?
It was still early, so Ranlong cleaned the house, which was not dirty to begin with, and took a shower.
She stared at her nails that had grown wildly without care, took out the nail clippers, cut them ruthlessly, and then used a file to smooth the sharp spots.
After finishing, she gently rubbed her fingertips with her fingernails, but they still felt a little sharp. After thinking for a moment, she opened the food delivery app and ordered a box of finger gloves.
They had never used this thing before.
Ranlong didn't know whether this thing was superfluous. Anyway, Qiu An was more experienced than her, and since she didn't mention using it, Ranlong didn't use it.
As for this time… they had done it so many times, it wouldn't be awkward to try a new tool once in a while.
Anyway, Qiu An has said that they want to be long-term sex partners, so it is necessary to explore more suitable and comfortable ways together.
Qiu An said he would arrive at ten o'clock, so Ranlong brought the midnight snack and dessert to the table at nine fifty-five.
She suddenly realized that the lights were very dazzling at night, and if there was a sudden power outage, having an excuse to light a candle would be perfect.
Forget it, we still can’t live without air conditioning during the autumn heat season.
Ranlong looked at the table full of dishes and made a wish abruptly.
Her wish was simple: one day, even if there was no power outage, she would not seem flattering if she prepared a candlelight dinner.
But by then, you can't use those dishonest supermarket prepared meals anymore.
She needs to ask Ms. Hu for some advice.
The doorbell rang and Ranlong was startled. She quickly hid the absurd idea deep in her mind, tidied her clothes seriously before opening the door.
The person outside the door was wearing a dark green shirt with the sleeves rolled up high, revealing his slender white arms covered with thin muscles. He paired it with high-waisted wide-leg khaki pants, which looked elegant yet steady.
The man had red cheeks and dazed eyes, and it seemed that he had drunk quite a bit of wine. Ranlong was glad that he didn't put out the wine he had bought in advance.
Seeing Ranlong, Qiu An smiled and called her: "Ranran~"
This was the first time that Ranlong heard Qiu An call her in such a delicate and charming voice. She swallowed the saliva that had been accumulating for some time.
The dishes on that table seem a bit redundant.
She had been preparing for a long time and her body was full of the smell of food. She didn't know if it would affect Qiu An's mood.
Do walls have ears? Probably not. The soundproofing here is incredibly good. Although there are two households on one floor, the shared area in between is vast, and the doors of the two units are quite far apart.
Even so, Ranlong didn't want anyone to see Qiu An like this, and didn't want anyone to overhear her charming voice.
She grabbed Qiu An's arm and hurriedly pulled him into the house.
Qiu An's steps were unsteady, and she staggered and fell into her arms when she was pulled by her. Ran Long had to work very hard to steady her.
Qiu An was not angry, she always had a good temper.
Her voice was still soft and gentle, and her words were still teasing: "Are you in such a hurry?"
Ranlong's brain stopped working and he unconsciously argued: "No, it's not urgent..."
Qiu An was a lazy person, and she didn't want to bother standing up, relying on Ranlong's support. Her body kept sliding down, so Ranlong put his arm around her waist and lifted her up.
She let her shoulder bag slide to the ground, took off her shoes by stepping on her heels, leaned her head against Ranlong's neck, and put her arms around her neck.
She was like a clingy kitten, sometimes lowering her head to rub her collarbone with her cheek, and sometimes raising her head to scratch her chin with her forehead.
While being intimate with her, she made intermittent humming sounds, as if she was extremely obsessed with her embrace, as if this embrace was her nest.
Her mind went offline, and she put aside her thoughts on whether she liked it or not. The little head swayed up and down in front of her eyes. She used this messy movement as a cover, quietly lowered her head, and kissed her hair.
The scent of perfume in her hair hits her nose.
It was an unusual, highly offensive perfume.
The fragrance was vulgar and pungent, overshadowing the soothing herbal aroma.
But it feels somewhat familiar.
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