Make her remember
A week later.
In a celebrity suite in a five-star luxury hotel in Hengdian.
A lively dinner party seemed to have just ended, and the table and floor were covered with food and drinks.
Sitting cross-legged on the carpet, with his back against Jianguo on the sofa, he gently shook the wine jug in his hand, glanced at the door, and asked Yingran beside him in a questioning tone,
"Why do they go out one by one and never come back?"
There were originally a lot of people gathered around the table, but suddenly one by one they took out their phones and said they had to go out to deal with something, and then they never came back.
Today is Suga's last day on the set of "The Queen Who Chased My Childhood Sweetheart", and he will fly back to Nancheng tomorrow afternoon.
If she doesn't go back, her mentor, known as "the terrible Nun Miejue" by the people of Nancheng, will come to Hengdian with anger.
Regarding the thesis, the old lady said that she had some ideas to discuss with her, saying that it was difficult to communicate through video calls and they had to talk in person, so she asked her to return to school as soon as possible.
I heard that she was leaving the crew and leaving Hengdian, so I had to hold a farewell party for her.
But this farewell party did not invite all the crew members to attend, only his team members came to see her off.
Suga initially refused. She was just an insignificant extra, so whether she attended the farewell banquet or not was a big deal. Besides, if they were all going out to dinner together, especially with a top-tier group, it would be easy for them to be photographed. She didn't want to get into any unnecessary trouble before returning to school.
Seeing that Sugao was hesitant, Yingran changed her tone and asked Xiaogao to order some of her favorite dishes and send them to the hotel suite so that everyone could have a meal together.
This was difficult for Sugao to refuse.
Facing Jianguo's question, Yingran, who knew why they left, smiled faintly and said vaguely, "Maybe the company has some arrangements for them?"
Jianguo nodded and did not ask any further questions.
But I’ve almost finished eating.
Having drunk quite a bit... Jianguo, feeling a bit dizzy, placed the wine can on the table and was about to leave when he heard Yingran's unusually cold voice ask, "Sister, will you still be filming after you return this time?"
His tone was cold and indifferent, neither hurried nor slow, and he seemed to be calm and stable, but Sugao inexplicably tasted a bit of loneliness and depression.
Sugao turned his head to look at the man beside him. He saw a man in casual clothes sitting casually. His hands, with distinct joints, were lightly holding a wine jar. His lips were naturally pursed, and there was no expression on his face. However, his eyes were too deep, as if he was staring at some prey.
Jianguo turned his gaze back, pursed his lips slightly, and smiled slightly.
"It depends on whether I have time later."
But the answer in her heart was: Most likely not.
If nothing unexpected happens, she should go abroad to study for a doctorate next year.
It is already September, and she has to use the remaining time to make preparations for going abroad.
The sociology major at Nancheng University has always had cooperative projects with famous universities abroad for sociology. As a student with top grades in her major, her advisor said that her application to study abroad for a doctorate would not be a problem and asked her to just focus on writing a good thesis.
When Yingran heard this vague answer, he felt the sadness in his heart become even stronger.
He wasn't sure whether to interpret her words as a genuine desire to see if she had time later, or as a subtle hint that she didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore. Their relationship had begun on this crew, and it would end there.
When I think of the latter, I suddenly feel a strong sense of frustration.
Despite debuting in a foreign country at a young age, his acting career has been smooth sailing. As a trainee in Korea, he was chosen to debut in less than a year under the highly competitive boy group selection process. He was then appointed team leader. His good looks and impressive skills have earned him a following beyond Korea; every time his group holds a concert, fans from around the world flock to see him. Upon returning to Korea, his company, in order to test his market value in the country, released personal albums, magazine covers, and personal advertisements, all of which set new records in the domestic entertainment industry. Despite this, he continued to appear in commercials, variety shows, and film roles without interruption in the short year since returning.
But so what?
So what if he is a top star that many people in the circle want to get close to?
There will always be people who don't care about him.
Just why?
This person happened to be the one he cared about.
Could it be that the saying goes: Success in career leads to failure in love?
Everything is going too smoothly at work, so God wants him to suffer some emotionally?
Thinking of this, I felt even worse, sour and bitter, and depressed.
Yingran unconsciously picked up the wine jar in his hand and took a sip.
Then, pinching her bitter throat, she whispered softly, "Sister."
Listening to the voice that was clearly suppressing emotions and as hoarse as sandpaper, Sugao subconsciously turned her head again and saw Yingran trying hard to force a stiff smile at her.
"Sister, you haven't told me where you go to school yet? Why? Is this a secret that can't be told?"
He seemed to be afraid of rejection, so he pretended to speak in a relaxed tone.
Sugao felt as if something was blocking her heart, making her feel stuffy and heavy, which made her gradually lose her former free and easy and straightforward nature.
We were talking quietly, so why did the atmosphere feel so heavy?
As if to dispel the depression in his heart, Sugao opened another can of wine without realizing it.
After taking a sip, she shifted her gaze again, meeting Ying Ran's expectant gaze. She parted her red lips and slowly uttered two words: "Nancheng."
South City.
Ying Ran murmured subconsciously.
This is a very southern city.
He's been there a few times for work.
It’s just that I always come and go in a hurry and have never really felt the scenery of this city.
"So, sister, will you be very busy with studies in the future?"
As someone who is a year older than him, if he were still studying, he could only have passed the postgraduate entrance exam. I heard that the academic pressure at the postgraduate level is also very high.
Jianguo nodded his chin twice: "Well, the pressure of scientific research in the future will be quite high, so I may not have time for filming."
At the end, Sugao himself was stunned for a moment.
I don't know why I have to explain half a sentence.
But her unconscious explanation made Ying Ran, who had been feeling heavy all the time, feel relieved... So, her sister was really busy with her studies, not trying to distance herself from him.
Ying Ran's eyes were filled with a smile. Seeing that his series of questions did not make Jianguo look unhappy, he could not help but ask again: "Sister, why did you come to film? Is it for fun?"
He still remembered that Xiao Gao had repeated to him what Sugao had said to Le Ling.
She came to be an extra, not because she couldn't be the leading actress, but just to experience what it's like to be an actor.
Suga hummed, "I guess so."
"Sister," Ying Ran suddenly lowered her voice, a hint of pleading evident in her whispered tone, "Can you continue to experience life in the future?"
Jianguo was stunned: "Why?"
Yingran said nothing and just looked at her straight.
His eyes were deep, blazing with aggression... Jianguo felt his heart suddenly beat violently, bringing with it an indescribable emotion. It felt like being struck hard by a drumstick, his mind vibrating along with the drum, rippling outwards bit by bit, creating ripples...
Jianguo wanted to open her mouth, but found her throat a little dry. She quickly turned around, put down the wine can in her hand, and said softly, "It's too late. I should go back."
After saying that, she was about to stand up.
Perhaps it was because she had been sitting cross-legged for too long. Halfway through standing up, Sugao felt a tingling sensation in her calves, and she suddenly lost her strength. As a result, she lost her balance and fell straight to the side. Yingran, who was still sitting, saw this and subconsciously raised her hands to support her. However, Sugao's falling force was a bit too strong, completely covering up the strength brought by Yingran's hands, causing Yingran to fall backwards as well. His waist was completely on the edge of the sofa, his upper body leaning back, and Sugao pressed down on his face...
In a flurry of panic, Yingran leaned back, his hands tightly grasping Sugano's slender waist. Sugano, with his legs sandwiched between Yingran's, gripped his shoulders firmly. Their faces were only a finger's length apart, frighteningly close.
Under the bright light, the girl's skin was fair and translucent, and seemed to be faintly dotted with a layer of silver light. Her pink lips were slightly open... Yingran's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.
"Sister." Ying Ran's voice, which he spoke with effort, sounded low and hoarse in the night, with obvious ambiguity and tenderness.
As Yingran opened her mouth, Sugao felt the hot breath rushing towards her cheek, making her face hot and a little unbearable... Sugao unconsciously made a questioning sound from the depths of her throat.
At the same time, she subconsciously used some strength with her hands, trying to prop up her upper body to break this charming atmosphere, but she felt a more obvious force coming from her waist... which should have restrained her more firmly.
When she met Ying Ran's gaze again with a puzzled look, she found that his eyes were getting even hotter, and the turbulent waves in his eyes seemed to be about to burst out and rush towards her...
"you......"
Jianguo opened his mouth reluctantly but was interrupted by Yingran.
"I know you'll be angry about what I'm going to do next, but I don't want you to leave like this. Even if you're angry, it's a way of remembering it."
His brain, anesthetized by alcohol, had become dull. Before Jianguo could comprehend the meaning of these words, warm lips had already covered his, carrying a hot breath, soft and lingering, yet domineering...
Jiang Guo only felt a deafening boom in her head, a sound that made her even more confused, unable to perceive anything around her. A dazed feeling lingered in her heart, blurring her vision. The arms draped around the man's shoulders gradually became weak and boneless, causing her whole body to fall further and further down until she was in his arms, the two figures fitting together perfectly...
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