She walked to her desk and stopped, looking up at Shi Miao on the upper bunk where the curtains were drawn. After a few seconds of internal struggle, she said sincerely, "Shi Miao, I'm sorry. I apologize to you on behalf of my fans."
He paused for a moment, then said, "It was my fault for using your music. I apologize again. I'm sorry."
Seeing that there was no movement from above, Xu Shiran wondered if Shi Miao had heard her. She pursed her lips and turned to sit back in her chair when she heard a faint voice from the opposite bed: "Hmm, we're even."
Although the voice was very low, she still heard it.
Xu Shiran was slightly taken aback. After realizing what Shi Miao meant, a faint smile appeared on her lips, and she relaxed a lot.
Suddenly remembering something, she looked down at her phone screen, went into her photo album, and deleted the photos she had taken downstairs at her apartment building without hesitation.
Jiang Ning naturally heard what Xu Shiran said below, and was somewhat surprised, but could tell that her apology was sincere.
From this perspective, Xu Shiran doesn't seem as annoying as one might imagine.
...
the next day.
When Shi Miao returned from class, she looked up and saw that her desk was piled high with bags and packages.
Just by looking at the brand logo on the outer packaging, you can tell they're not cheap.
"Holy crap, what's going on? Sister Miao, when did you go on a shopping spree?" Jiang Ning stared wide-eyed at the various designer bags on her table, clearly shocked.
Shi Miao usually keeps a low profile in her eating, dressing, and daily life, just like an ordinary college student. This is the first time she has seen Shi Miao buy these brand-name items.
“I didn’t buy it.” Shi Miao raised her eyebrows, somewhat surprised. There were also exquisite boxes inside the bag, so she didn’t know what they were.
Did Ji Yanchen buy it because he had nothing better to do?
Jiang Ning covered her mouth and smiled, then blinked, "It must have been bought by your boyfriend."
"I don't know, let me ask." Shi Miao put the book she was holding back on the bookshelf.
He then took out his phone from his pocket, snapped a picture of the table, opened WeChat, and sent a message to Ji Yanchen: "Did you deliver this?"
Ji Yanchen replied quickly, "No."
Shi Miao frowned slightly as she looked at his reply, unable to recall who had sent it to her.
Jiang Ning sat back down in her chair. "Sister Miao, what do you mean?"
"It wasn't him." Shi Miao turned off her phone screen and looked at the pile of things on the table with a headache.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Shiran pushed open the door and walked in, clearly having just returned from get out of class.
She stepped forward, glancing at the things on Shi Miao's table out of the corner of her eye. She coughed lightly, looked away, and said in a somewhat unnatural tone, "Um... I think it suits you quite well, so I'll give it to you."
"Hmm?" Shi Miao raised her clear eyes to look at her, her eyes filled with deep surprise. She was extremely surprised and obviously did not expect it to be a gift from her.
Xu Shiran felt her cheeks burning from her gaze. Clutching the book in her hand, she turned around and sat back in her chair, her back to Xu Shiran, her eyelashes slightly lowered. "If you don't want it, just throw it away."
Shi Miao raised an eyebrow, her eyes both bright and dark. Seeing her awkward expression, she curled her lips and said lightly, "Thanks."
Xu Shiran's eyes suddenly brightened, and she responded softly, "Mm."
Jiang Ning was also quite surprised, not expecting that these things were actually given by Xu Shiran.
She used to think Xu Shiran was pretentious, always acting polite to everyone but without sincerity, just a superficial pretense.
But it's understandable. After all, they're big stars with money, so naturally they wouldn't bother being friends with "commoners" like them.
This was the first time I'd seen her act so awkwardly, but it was genuinely endearing.
Jiang Ning has always been a very easygoing person, and of course she also hopes for a harmonious atmosphere in the dorm. So she simply suggested, "By the way, our dorm has never gone out for dinner together before. How about we all go out for dinner tonight?"
Shi Miao was tidying up the things on the table with her eyes down, and said in a casual and lazy voice, "Okay, it's on me."
"Sister Miao, since you're treating, I'll have to eat a lot!" Jiang Ning blinked and smiled at the girl sitting across from her who hadn't said a word. "Shi Ran, are you free tonight?"
Xu Shiran turned around to look at them and smiled, "Yes."
......
An apartment in Beijing.
Zhao Ting rang the doorbell several times, but no one came to open the door for a long time. His brow twitched, so he simply unlocked the door with the password, pushed it open, and stepped inside.
He glanced at the empty living room and walked straight toward the master bedroom.
He stopped at the door of the master bedroom, raised his hand and knocked, "Mr. Cheng?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Cheng Si opened the door without warning.
He yawned, leaned against the door frame shirtless, looking like he hadn't woken up yet.
She smoothed her hair, glanced lazily at Zhao Ting, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Why are you here?"
Zhao Ting's lips twitched slightly. "I must have something to tell you. If I hadn't been so desperate to get through to you on the phone, would I have come all this way?"
Cheng Si walked around him and sat down on the living room sofa, crossing his legs and casually placing his hands on the sofa. His posture was languid, and his eyes held a hint of aloofness. "What is it?"
Zhao Ting rubbed his hands together and sat down opposite him. "The Asian Games promotional video is looking for extras, so I submitted your resume. I just received a notification today that you've been accepted, and you'll be filming in a couple of days."
Cheng Si raised an eyebrow, not expecting to be back to work so soon after returning and not having had enough rest. But what the heck is this extra?
"Xiao Zhao, have I really sunk so low as to be an extra?"
Zhao Ting took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Yes, after all, you know your acting skills yourself, they're too exaggerated."
He paused, then suddenly seemed to realize something, his expression turning somewhat tense. "You're not going to suddenly disappear again this time, are you?"
Cheng Si stroked his chin, his expression quite nonchalant. "Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like that."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ting's temple throbbed reflexively, and he couldn't help but complain, "You always say it's probably not going to happen, but you always give me a big surprise."
Cheng Si lazily stretched out his legs, shifted to a more comfortable sitting position, and said in a serious tone, "This time it definitely won't disappear."
Zhao Ting sighed, looked at him, and said resignedly, "Fine, I'll trust you one more time."
Cheng Si clicked his tongue, a hint of laziness in his eyes. "Little Zhao, you've forgotten what I said again. Don't sigh..."
“Happiness will slip away!” Zhao Ting’s lips twitched slightly, speechless, and he blurted out the second half of the sentence before he could finish.
Cheng Si snapped his fingers, a satisfied smile playing on his lips, and said, "bingo!"
Zhao Ting: "......"
Hehe, please let me go.
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