Chapter 68
There was a barely audible sigh from the other end of the line.
Ranlong sensed the impact, feeling as if a huge rock had struck her chest. Unfortunately, she didn't have any martial arts skills, and her body wasn't strong enough, so while the rock didn't break, her internal organs were shattered.
After sighing, Ranlong heard Qiu An say, "It's late, you should go to bed early."
I don’t know when the phone was hung up. Ranlong’s fingers didn’t seem to move, but he could no longer hear Qiu An’s voice.
She saw the figure on the other side put down his cell phone, walk to the left, pull the curtain on the left, then walk to the right, pause for a moment, and pull the curtain on the right again.
Just as Ranlong was about to turn around with a bitter smile, she suddenly noticed a small gap between the two curtains, letting in a ray of light that she almost missed.
Are the curtains here not drawn tight enough?
But does it matter even if the curtains can’t be drawn tightly?
What did she say?
She said just a little bit of light was enough.
Qiu An couldn't tell her secret, and Ran Long had no choice but to ask someone for help.
The person she least wanted to find was Yuan Chengyin.
She didn't know why, but now she felt very irritated when she thought of this person's name. When she heard others praising her, she felt that she was unworthy of her position and would suffer disaster. When she saw her face, she had the urge to scratch it.
But after all, she hadn't been with Qiu An for the past two or three years. Qiu An had very few friends, and apart from Xixi, whom she had to see almost every day for work, Ranlong couldn't think of anyone she was closer to than Yuan Chengyin.
The next day, Ranlong had just woken up and couldn't wait to call Yuan Chengyin on WeChat before even washing up.
"Hello?" Yuan Chengyin's lazy voice came from the receiver.
As Ranlong listened to the lazy voice, a nameless evil fire could not be stopped from rising.
Qiu An is still in danger over there, why can she be so lazy and comfortable and take it for granted?
She is like a teenage daughter who would feel very upset if the elders in the family stretched out their bodies for no reason.
"Where are you?" the voice sounded like a question.
"I'm home. What's going on?"
"Send me the address and I'll come find you now."
Ranlong seemed to have something extremely urgent to do. Yuan Chengyin did not dare to delay and after asking for consent from the people around him, he immediately sent the address to Ranlong.
Ranlong opened the map software and saw that it would take more than an hour to get there due to the twists and turns along the way and the traffic jam.
She lived a million miles away from Qiu An, and it seemed that Qiu An didn't want to see her that often.
Thinking of this, her anger subsided a little, and even the sudden traffic jam on the road did not make her feel irritated anymore. She even hummed a little tune.
When they arrived at Yuan Chengyin's house, Ranlong opened the door and found an uninvited guest, Yaoling, who was also staying there.
This afternoon.
Looking Yao Ling up and down, he found that she was wearing the same style of pajamas as Yuan Chengyin, but in a different color. Her size was at least two sizes smaller than Yuan Chengyin's, but the pajamas obviously fit her very well.
What's going on?
Half of Ranlong's heart was gripped with worry for Qiu An, while the other half breathed a sigh of relief.
This feeling was very subtle. On the one hand, she hoped that Qiu An could get the love she wanted, but on the other hand, she didn't want her to hold someone else's hand; on the one hand, she felt sorry for Qiu An, but on the other hand, she wondered if this was a chance God had given her.
"Why...you two..."
Before Ranlong could ask, Yaoling came over with his nose raised, and sniffed Ranlong's collar, hair ends and wrists like a pig without any sense of boundaries.
Yuan Chengyin was serving tea to Ranlong when he caught a glimpse of Yaoling's movements. He said in a low, doting voice, "What are you doing? Are the puppy police out?"
Her voice burrowed into Ranlong's ear canal like a slug, sticky and slippery, impossible to get out, but letting it in was disgusting, making her so nauseous that she almost vomited her breakfast and lunch.
Yao Ling raised her head, her eyes bright as she asked Ran Long, "Has your relationship with Qiu An made any progress?"
Ranlong took a step back and distanced himself from her: "Ah? What are you talking about?"
"You've been marinated by her."
Ranlong raised his wrist and smelled it, and it seemed to have a faint scent of grass and trees.
She refused to accept: "This is my taste!"
"Oh~" Yao Ling's eyes were frivolous and her tone was playful. Her voice was as ear-splitting as Yuan Chengyin's. "Your taste~"
These two women are so disgusting.
I really should record it and send it to Qiu An, and tell her not to like such a disgusting person.
Since Yao Ling was born without a sense of boundaries, Ran Long naturally didn't bother to be polite with her. She asked Yao Ling, "What are you doing here? Are you with Yuan Chengyin?"
"No, I don't have a house in Beiji. When I come here to work, I stay at her house."
Ran Long responded by squeezing his apple cheeks with a forced smile.
Why is this person like this?
Yuan Chengyin doesn't like Qiu An, so he likes this kind of coward who likes to keep people hanging around as a backup?
What kind of vision? You must be blind!
Ranlong sat on the sofa next to Yuan Chengyin, put down her bag, and said to Yaoling, "I have something to ask Yuan Chengyin."
"Oh." Yao Ling responded, took himself a cup, filled it with tea, and sat down next to Ranlong.
What's wrong with this person?
Can't understand conversations between adults?
Even if she looks young, she is at least quite old, right?
Do you really think you are, uh, a little puppy?
Ranlong now has more work to do, and comes into contact with more people and has to attend more social events. He no longer speaks directly like when he had no work to do, but always has to beat around the bush.
For example, she actually wanted Yao Ling to get out immediately, but she said: "I mean, do you want to step aside for a while?"
I don't know if Yao Ling is a child who grew up in an ivory tower and knows nothing about the world. He actually hugged her arm and acted coquettishly: "No~ Don't treat me as an outsider~"
No wonder Yuan Chengyin doesn’t like Qiu An. He likes this kind of innocent and brainless puppy girl, right?
It's so tasteless!
So tasteless!
Ranlong knew that when dealing with this kind of person, sweet talk wouldn't work, so she waved her hand, wiped Yao Ling's hand off her arm, and said in a firm tone, "No! This is none of your business! Listen!!"
"Huh? But... didn't you come to see A Yin about Qiu An's matter? I can give you some advice. One more person means more strength!"
Now it was Yuan Chengyin's turn to be confused: "Qiu An? What happened to Qiu An?"
Ranlong clenched his fists upon hearing this. This guy really doesn't care about Qiu An at all? It's been trending for how long, and he doesn't even take a look?
Even as a friend, you should show some concern, right?
How could such a person deserve Qiu An's love?
The more I think about it, the angrier I get!
Ranlong saw that Yao Ling was a little more perceptive than the one surnamed Yuan, so he simply gave up chasing her away and told her everything that happened last night.
Of course, some overly ambiguous details are omitted.
"This..." Yuan Chengyin frowned and thought for a while, "She went to see Chang Yuqing before because of your matter. Logically speaking, after what you said to her, she would have no reason to go to Chang Yuqing again. 'The information Qiu An needs'..."
Besides being worried, Ranlong also had some doubts.
How come Xixi and Yuan Chengyin both knew that Qiu An went to find Chang Yuqing for her, but she, the person involved, didn't know?
If Qiu An told her, she would definitely stop Qiu An from meeting such a dangerous person, just as Qiu An was worried about her...
Damn it… If only I had believed her sooner.
If it weren't for her distrust of Qiu An, Qiu An would not have put himself in such danger.
"What could it be...the information Qiu An needs...and only Chang Yuqing knows it?" Ran Long murmured unconsciously.
Yao Ling, who had been listening quietly, suddenly spoke up: "Are you sure these are Qiu An's exact words? What you need is 'news', not 'information' or 'things'?"
"Hmm?" Ranlong was puzzled. "I think so. Are there big differences between these?"
Yao Ling said, "Think about it. When we communicate in our daily lives, 'information' usually refers to objectively existing, verified, or recognized data. But when you hear the word 'news,' what's the first thing that comes to mind?"
Ranlong felt as awkward as if he were being called upon by the teacher to answer a complicated Chinese language question in class. He scratched his head, thought for a long time, and then answered cautiously, "Rumor...news?"
"Yes, gossip. It's information that's been circulating in the wind, never made public or confirmed. It's what you come into contact with most in your line of work, the gossip 'news' spread by word of mouth and from the tabloid media."
Ranlong was puzzled: "This is most likely just a rumor, why do we still need to ask Chang Yuqing for it?"
"Perhaps Qiu An doesn't believe Chang Yuqing's 'news' is true. But its value is enough for her to take the risk. Since she didn't use the word 'thing', it means that what Qiu An needs is most likely a 'thing', such as the truth of a wrongful conviction, an unknown secret, or... the whereabouts of a certain person."
Ranlong listened to Yaoling's analysis and fell into deep thought.
Indeed, Yao Ling's words made sense. But what if Qiu An just said it casually?
Ranlong questioned: "It's so mysterious. Can she really have so much consideration in just this short sentence..."
"Hey! This isn't esoteric, it's science! It's better not to overthink it. What a person expresses subconsciously is often the most genuine feeling within their brain. It's like 'truth comes out after drinking.' When your nerves are numb and your brain is silent, what can you grasp? The wrapping paper, the chocolate, or the flowing heart engraved deep within us, weighing and savoring it day and night?"
"Alright, alright, stop talking about this nonsense. Do you have any more specific ideas?"
"That's something I need to ask you. After all, I don't know her well. Think carefully, is there anything she hasn't wanted to talk about?"
Yao Ling's gaze shifted from Ranlong to Yuan Chengyin who was making tea.
If she hadn't reminded him, Ranlong would have almost forgotten the existence of this person.
"Hey! I'm asking you!" Ranlong kicked Yuan Chengyin's foot unhappily.
This guy even has the mind to make tea. He cares about Qiu An less than an outsider. It's really despicable!
Yuan Chengyin put down his teacup with a slightly bewildered look, pointed his index finger at himself, and said hesitantly, "Me again?"
"What else?" Ranlong said unhappily.
Yuan Chengyin said embarrassedly: "She has been with you for much longer than I have. Qiu An and I are not as familiar with each other as you think."
Not that familiar yet, haha.
She still remembers the sexy lingerie incident. They've already slept together, and now there's someone new to pursue, so she's in a hurry to cut ties with her ex, right?
Ranlong was furious and wanted to pin all kinds of accusations on Yuan Chengyin.
Bad girl.
A scoundrel.
Bad stuff.
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