The girl's tone was natural and nonchalant, but it made Jun Han's heart beat faster.

It's not the kind of heartbeat that comes from love.

Using his limited vocabulary to describe it, the most intuitive feeling is:

I was touched by the gentleness.

Jun Han suddenly understood why so many people liked Xiangyi.

The so-called audience appeal is not metaphysics. It is just because that person has unique personal charm.

…

…

In the bathroom.

Xu Tumi sat on the ground, swiping the screen of her mobile phone tremblingly.

She lived to the age of 22, and had always been the center of attention, living a smooth and happy life with everything going well.

Even after entering the entertainment industry, everything went smoothly for her, and her fans treated her like a princess.

This was the first time that she encountered something more terrifying than just being called a 'baldy' online bullying.

——【Who told you to wear so little? You deserve it】

——[You weren't really that? Tsk tsk, so dirty.]

——【Why didn't they pick on others, but only on you? There must be a reason.】

——【I really can’t stand your aggrieved expression. You must be very regretful that the other party didn’t succeed】

——【Wow, Xu Tumi, you are actually in the mood to eat. If I were you, I would want to take a bath in the bathtub ten times! 】

…

Through the screen, she had no idea who was on the other side, but she could feel the malice coming towards her.

The more she saw, the redder Xu Tumi's eyes became.

Is it really... her fault?

Is it because she wears less, because she has problems, because she is not a perfect victim, that this is why she encounters this kind of thing...

“Knock, knock.”

There was a knock on the door.

The next sound was Xiang Yi's gentle question: "Xu Tumi, are you okay?"

brush--

Xu Tumi covered her mouth and tears rolled down her cheeks.

The back of my hand hurts from the burn.

She sobbed and said, "Don't come in, I just need to go to the bathroom."

As she spoke, she pressed the faucet switch without paying attention to the truth, and the sound of dripping water began to sound.

Xiangyi was silent for a few seconds and said, "Well, I won't go in. I'll be outside the door. I can chat with you or I can remain silent."

Xu Tumi heard a sound coming from behind the door, it seemed that Xiangyi had sat down.

A door separates two people.

At a very close distance, one was telling clumsy lies, the other was gentle and didn't expose them.

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm here."

Hearing this, Xu Tumi couldn't help crying out loud: "Wow, you're so annoying! I hate you so much, Xiangyi!!"

"Then... I'm sorry." Xiangyi was a little at a loss, "I just feel that it would be more sad if there was no one around when I was sad."

Because she had experienced it, she didn't want Xu Tumi to experience it again.

"If you don't like it, I'll leave now. I've put the tissue box and blanket here. If you need them, you can open the door and take them. I won't let anyone disturb you..."

Before she finished speaking, Xu Tumi opened the door and cried fiercely and miserably: "You, you are not allowed to leave!"

Xiang Yi said softly: "Okay, I won't leave."

“Wuwuwu, I don’t really hate you…” Xu Tumi cried until her nose turned red, “What I hate is the chicken soup for the soul that Bai said. I also hate myself for being a crybaby…”

"If you don't like his chicken soup, then would you like another bowl of my chicken soup?" Xiangyi smiled.

Xu Tumi pursed her lips and cried so hard that her shoulders shook: "He has touched everything and contaminated the chicken soup!!"

Xiangyi: "It doesn't matter, there's still half a pot. I'll get you a spoon and you can drink from the pot?"

"..."Xu Tumi suddenly felt much better.