The female supporting role is crazy about the male lead

Noon the next day.

Xia Ran was too sad the night before and did not sleep well at all. She slept until noon that day.

In order to bring her and An Shijing together, An's mother moved her room from the second floor to the third floor, facing An Shijing's room.

Now the door of the room opposite was closed, and Xia Ran couldn't tell whether the man was there or not, so she simply went downstairs to have lunch first.

When she got to the first floor, Aunt Wu, who had called her to dinner on the first day, was arranging flowers for Mother An.

Seeing Xia Ran finally coming down, Aunt Wu turned around and said, "Ms. Ranran, I have saved some food for you. It's in the warmer in the kitchen. Just put your bowl and chopsticks there after you finish eating. I will clean it up later."

Xia Ran responded slowly and walked towards the kitchen with his head down.

The consequence of not looking at the road and just thinking was that she ran into someone's arms as soon as she entered the kitchen.

An Shijing had just gotten up and was about to get a bottle of drink.

As a result, just as he closed the refrigerator door, a woman bumped into his arms, bringing with her a familiar scent of magnolia.

It’s Xia Ran.

The woman who bumped into him was about to fall backwards due to inertia, and the man quickly grabbed the woman's waist.

A gust of black hair blew across her face, and through the gap, only the woman's red lips, slightly opened in surprise, could be seen.

Then he felt a sharp pain in his scalp. It was because the hairpin on Xia Ran's head had also caught his long hair.

He pulled it slightly, but it didn't move at all, instead it pulled tighter.

Xia Ran's scalp was also hurt by him pulling, so she hurriedly stopped him coldly, "Don't move."

An Shijing stopped moving, unable to move, because his long hair was hooked in front of his forehead. He could only lower his head and look directly at the woman's fair neckline.

An Shijing: …

Their current situation was that An Shijing was forced to lower his head, his sight fixed on Xia Ran's neck and collar, while Xia Ran looked straight ahead, but could only see the man's collar due to his height.

Neither of them could see the tangled mass of hair.

"Aunt Wu! Aunt Wu!" An Shijing shouted loudly, but no one answered.

Aunt Wu, who was arranging flowers just now, has gone somewhere.

"Lower your head a little more, I'll try to untie it." Xia Ran ordered the man.

An Shijing lowered his head a little more, and now the result was that not only was his viewing angle lower, but he was also closer to the woman's neck.

His breath sprayed on the woman's skin.

This made him a little embarrassed.

Xia Ran now only wanted to untie their hair knots because it really hurt her scalp.

She fumbled to remove the hairpin, but because it was attached to her hair, she couldn't move it very far; it would pull painfully if she moved it too far.

I could only try my best to lift the hairpin higher, touch the mess of hair, and try my best to find the problem.

As the woman raised her hands higher and higher, she got closer and closer to the man.

An Shijing looked up and saw the woman's lips, which were even redder due to her rapid breathing. Looking down, he saw her fair neck, and even further down, he could see a small mole hidden deeper in the woman's neck, which was extremely conspicuous on her fair skin.

"Boom" the man's ears turned completely red.

The more Xia Ran tried to untie the knot, the harder it became. Instead, the knot became more and more tangled.

Because she kept raising her hands, her hands felt a little weak and her body was covered with sweat.

"An Shijing." She said.

The man in front of her didn't answer her.

The woman frowned; she couldn't see the man's expression.

"An Shijing?" He tried calling again.

Still no response.

Is he deaf?

An Shijing shifted his attention away from his surroundings and instead focused on his own breathing. Slowly, slowly, he entered a space where he thought about nothing.

Until I felt my Adam's apple touching my warm skin.

His Adam's apple was so sensitive that when a woman touched it, he felt like an electric shock all over his body.

Now all the efforts have been wasted.

"An Shijing? What are you thinking about?" Xia Ran's voice was faintly filled with anger. When she stretched out her hand just now, her hair was pulled again. She felt as if that piece of her scalp was not her own.

"Well," the Adam's apple in front of him rolled, "I didn't think about anything."

The man's cold and slightly hoarse voice came from above her head.

"I say, let's change our posture and go out to find a pair of scissors. This hair is so tough that it can't be pulled apart." Xia Ran suggested.

As the two of them walked out of the kitchen, they met An You walking down the stairs.

The man was still yawning, and when he saw the two people at the kitchen door, he was very surprised, "You, what's the speed of your development?"

An Shijing and Xia Ran's posture at this time changed from facing each other to facing each other with their backs to each other.

In layman's terms, Xia Ran was in An Shijing's arms, pressed against his chest, and the man not only hugged the woman in front of him, but also rested his head on the woman's shoulder.

Just walked out holding it like this.

It's not surprising that the two people who couldn't say a word to each other the day before are now in this position.

An Shijing, who was already feeling uncomfortable, saw his brother and quickly said, "An You, come over and untie our hair."

In the end, An You took a pair of scissors and cut the knot of hair.

The two people's black hair that was cut off was tangled tightly together, unable to be distinguished from each other.

An Shijing's room on the third floor.

The door was slightly open, the quilt on the bed was a little messy, but there was no one in the room, and the sound of water came from the bathroom.

At night, there were lightning, thunder, and strong winds. The rain that had been pouring down all day finally began to fall.

Xia Ran sat in front of the window, looking at the traces left by raindrops on the window.

The wind and rain were hitting the windows. Lightning flashed in the distance, followed by rumbling thunder. The world was finally no longer quiet.

"0113, I suggest you go check out your target." Xiaobai reminded kindly.

Xiaobai is usually not so kind. It must be an important plot. Xia Ran immediately walked towards the door.

The door opposite was still tightly closed. Xia Ran turned it and found it was not locked, so she walked straight in.

The lights in the room were off and the curtains were tightly drawn. It was pitch black and she couldn't see anything.

It was quiet, but she was sure An Shijing was inside.

"An Shijing? Are you in there?"

No one answered her.

She simply turned on the light.

Then I saw a big bulge on the bed.

Something is wrong.

She walked over and lifted the quilt.

Then I saw the owner of the room, a tall man curled up as small as possible, holding his head with his hands, trembling slightly, a very frightened and defensive posture.

The exposed mouth moved slightly, and he kept muttering something. Xia Ran moved closer.

I tried hard to make out what the man was saying, which was Arabic.

Repeat sentence by sentence.

"Save me, save me."