When she came out of the shower, her hair was still wet. She sat at the head of the bed and saw that her phone was blinking non-stop. She picked it up and glanced at it. There were three missed calls, all from unknown numbers.
She frowned and cleared the unknown numbers. Then she closed the phone and lay on the bed again.
Not long after she fell asleep, her phone rang again. She touched the phone and glanced at the screen. It was still an unknown number. She pressed the answer button and answered weakly.
"Hello?"
"Yan Yan?"
The familiar voice on the phone was a gentle voice that she could not forget. It was a gentle old dream from her youth.
"It's you?"
Her voice was a little dry. After coughing twice, she returned to normal. "How did you get my phone number?"
"My manager helped me get it. Yan Yan, how have you been recently?"
Ye Huanyan was stunned for a moment and said lightly, "I'm fine.
"I'm fine. Didn't you see me? I'm doing well now."
The person on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment. "I still want to apologize to you face to face about my fans attacking you. It happened because of me, I …"
"No need, it's not a big deal. Since it's over, we don't have to meet again. You're quite busy." Ye Huanyan interrupted him.
Hearing this, the voice on the phone suddenly became anxious. "I'm not busy. I can make time."
"I'm quite busy too." Her voice was low and there was a faint sense of alienation in her tone.
There was no sound from the other end of the phone for a long time. She finally felt a little apologetic and said perfunctorily, "Let's talk about it next time. After all, you're a big star. It's not convenient for you to go out."
Su Nianhua's voice was embarrassed. "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, he sat alone by the bay window of the hotel apartment for a long time. There was a can of beer beside him. As he had to protect his throat, he did not smoke or drink. Today, he suddenly felt like drinking and secretly asked his assistant to buy a can of beer behind his manager's back. The sour taste of the beer attacked his taste buds, but it was no match for the sourness in his heart.
Everything he had now — his independence, freedom, wealth, and status — all came from a girl who was far away on the other side of the ocean. Therefore, no matter how difficult it was, he managed to survive through the ups and downs of the past ten years. But now that he had succeeded and gained fame, and he had tens of thousands of fans, he could no longer find the one who had disappeared into the crowd, the one who had only belonged to him back then.
"Lu Shen, you sing so well. You'll be performing at the school's Christmas party, right? I'll give you flowers."
"Lu Shen, what do you think of me learning how to dance? If you sing in the future, I can dance for you."
"Lu Shen, the mid-term exam is too difficult. During the exam, my mind is filled with your songs, so you have to take responsibility."
"Shen … say that again. You just said that you like me …"
"Ah … Ah Shen said he likes me …"
"Ah Shen, tell your mother that you're not going overseas. I'll just transfer schools. I've already told my mother. I'll do the transfer procedures tomorrow."
"Lu Shen, I won't send you off. Take care, have a safe trip."
Between him and Ye Huanyan, from Lu Shen to Ah Shen, and from Ah Shen to Lu Shen, it had only been a year. But from Lu Shen to Su Nianhua, it had taken a full ten years. Lu Shen could not be her Lu Shen, and when he became Su Nianhua, whether it was Lu Shen or Su Nianhua, she did not need them anymore.
Ten years ago, the romantic innocence in school, the unconventional breaking up of mandarin ducks, and the separation across the ocean seemed to be a necessary plot in the story. All these years, every song he had written had a shadow of Ye Huanyan. He thought that his love had not been let down, and when he returned and met Ye Huanyan, the story would come to a perfect end.
But he never thought that when he stepped on the plane with Ye Huanyan and left the city at a height of ten thousand meters, it was already a full stop.
Those who knew them back then said that he was heartless and left just like that. He raised his wine glass and looked at the setting sun. The corners of his mouth curved into a self-mocking smile. If only he could be heartless.
He could not let go of those who let others down.
After receiving Su Nianhua's call, Ye Huanyan could not sleep. Her limbs were weak, but her eyelids could not close. It was as if as long as she closed her eyes, she would be reminded of what happened ten years ago.
The president's office of Pleasure Group.
Sheng Anran, in a black dress, walked out of the elevator in a dignified manner. Her 12-centimeter high heels stepped on the floor with an aura of supremacy in the world. Most of the employees who saw her smiled at her. It was a sense of déjà vu as the boss's wife inspecting the work.
She was one of the pillars of Pleasure Group and the most favored woman in front of Ling Han. Naturally, the whole company had to respect her, except for Ji Xiaoyue.
"Miss Sheng …"
The voice from the secretary's office made Sheng Anran's hand stop slightly when she reached out to pull the door of the president's office. She turned around and frowned.
"Secretary Ji? What's the matter? "
Ji Xiaoyue sat facing the door of the president's office. She was leisurely turning a black pen in her hand. Her almond eyes glanced at Sheng Anran contemptuously. "Miss Sheng, are you here to see President Ling?"
"Why, what can I do for you, Secretary Ji?"
Sheng Anran was the best person to look at. When she saw Ji Xiaoyue's posture, she knew that she was not a good person.
It was common for her to come to Ling Han. As long as Ji Xiaoyue was present, she would always make things difficult for her. She would either talk about the company's articles of association or ask her to pay attention to her words and deeds as an artist. She was really eloquent.
She complained to Ling Han a few times, but Ling Han ignored her. If it wasn't for the fact that Ji Xiaoyue's arms and legs were so thin, she would have suspected that Ji Xiaoyue had some sort of ambiguous relationship with Ling Han. That was why she kept making things difficult for her.
"No advice, but I have reminded Miss Sheng many times that before entering the president's office, you need to report to the secretary class first. We have consulted President Ling before you can go in. This is the rule."
"That's the rule for you. What's my identity? What's your identity?"
Sheng Anran didn't want to be outdone.
"Identity?" Ji Xiaoyue blinked her big eyes and sneered.
"We are all employees of the Pleasure Company. Except for one in front of the stage and one behind the scenes, I really can't see the difference between Miss Sheng and us."
"You …" Sheng Anran was angry for a while.
The whole company regarded her as the future Mrs. Ling, but there was no real evidence for this kind of thing. It was not good to say it. Except for Ji Xiaoyue, she had never seen such a blind person.
"If anyone can freely enter and leave the president's office, whose fault is it if any confidential document is lost? I can't take such a big responsibility. Besides, even if the old lady comes to President Ling, she does things according to the procedure. Do you think you have more identity than old lady Ling? "
Being rebuked by Ji Xiaoyue like this, Sheng Anran was so angry that she had nothing to say for a while. She stood there angrily, pointing at Ji Xiaoyue with a finger painted with bright red nail polish. Like a ghost, she shouted with a sharp voice.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like this."
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