The female supporting role is crazy about the male lead

Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer to the door, Xia Ran opened and closed the door quickly.

She has been on the hot search list recently, and has now been ordered by Sister Qing to keep a low profile.

"Ding Dong." The phone rang with a new message.

Xia Ran cut open the gap and it was Gu Qingzuo again.

"Oh." The woman couldn't help but sigh slightly. Ever since she stood up for a date last time and was taken back by Director Song for reshoots, he has been sending her messages from time to time.

The content is not excessive, mostly just daily care.

However, the date for the meeting between the two people was delayed until now.

"Gu Qingzuo: I heard from my friends that you have returned to Beijing now?

Xia Ran: Yes, I’m free now. Let’s meet tomorrow.

Xia Ran: [Location]"

The place Xia Ran recommended to him was a teahouse opened by a senior in the circle, which was relatively private.

She had just finished chatting with Gu Qingzuo when Sister Qing called her again.

Being a star, even if you have taken leave to rest, your work is still busy and never stops.

Sister Qing's familiar loud voice came from the receiver, questioning, "Xia Ran, why did N5's manager arrange your schedule with me? Are you going to be a guest at their concert?"

"When did you secretly take on private work?"

When asked, Xia Ran was stunned for a while before he remembered where the concert guest's statement came from, which was the video call a few days ago.

She thought it was a joke, but it turned out to be serious.

Why is this man Gu Yunyou still so stubborn?

"Sister Qing," Xia Ran said helplessly, "I thought he was joking before and didn't take it seriously. I didn't expect him to really come to my house."

Sister Qing sighed and said in surprise: "So after you left the show, you really kept in touch with Gu Yunyou privately. Are you secretly dating?"

This huge pot was put down, "No, I cough..."

She tried to explain anxiously, but choked on her own saliva and coughed for a long time.

After finally getting his temper back, the woman opposite him asked slowly, "Are you feeling guilty?"

Xia Ran was speechless for a moment, and could only say: "Then please reject it for me and tell them that I will be joining the group soon and may not have time to catch up with their rehearsal."

After hanging up the extremely hot phone, the woman went to the counter to get a glass of water and drank it all up in one gulp.

She is in love with Gu Yunyou?

The woman covered her uneasy heart and denied it, saying it was impossible.

The next afternoon, Xia Ran arrived at the teahouse on time where she had an appointment with Gu Qingzuo.

Gu Qingzuo was already waiting for her in the box.

The man was still wearing his favorite white outfit. He was sitting with his upper body straight, warming his cup.

Seeing her come in, Gu Qingzuo smiled, but his hands were still moving, "Are you here? Come sit over here."

Xia Ran glanced at the man making tea for a few times. Even though she had known the two brothers for a long time, she would still sigh every time she saw them. Although the two brothers had exactly the same face, they gave people the feeling of being two completely different people.

This "difference" has nothing to do with hairstyle or dressing. When they were young and dressed the same and had the same hairstyle, she could already tell who was the older brother and who was the younger brother.

"What are you thinking about?" A white and thin hand handed over a cup of hot tea, and Xia Ran took it.

After taking a sip, the taste was light and slightly sweet at first, but the fragrance lingered on the lips and teeth when swallowed. The woman squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

"I was wondering why you and Gu Yunyou look so different when you look exactly the same."

Gu Qingzuo's hand holding the teacup paused for a moment, and he lowered his eyes to hide the expression in his eyes. "Why do you mention him suddenly? Has Yunyou disturbed you recently?"

The woman shook her head. "Not really. I just remember when I was a kid, when uncles and aunts would mistake you two for each other, I was able to recognize you. Now I find it amazing."

Xia Ran couldn't help laughing as he recalled the funny things that happened between him and his two brothers when he was a child.

At that time, because her parents often quarreled, she was particularly withdrawn for a period of time and was unwilling to make friends. The only peers she could play with were the two brothers from her neighborhood.

The three of them grew up together from the time the original owner was 7 years old to before the original owner was in his second year of high school, and they had a particularly wonderful time together.

Gu Qingzuo looked at Xia Ran.

Even though she has grown up, her familiar smile has not changed at all. Her eyes are still curved and sparkling with light, and there is a small brown mole at the end of her left eye.

Whenever she laughed truly and happily, she would unconsciously stare into the other person's eyes, and only when she caught the same smile in the other person's eyes would she look away with even greater joy.

He remembered these little details for many years.

With the blessing of beautiful childhood memories, the atmosphere in the house became much warmer than it was at the beginning.

Taking advantage of the good atmosphere, Gu Qingzuo handed her the doll and the notebook, "Return them to their original owners. Check to see if there is anything dirty."

Xia Ran took it. The two little gadgets were clean and well protected by him.

Gently stroking the yellowed papers in the notebook and looking at the childish handwriting on it, she was pulled into the torrent of time and immersed in childhood memories.

The woman lowered her head with a gentle look and a smile on her face, quiet and beautiful.

Gu Qingzuo did not disturb her. He drank tea and looked at her through the mist rising from the teacup.

a long time.

"Have you peeked at the contents?"

Xia Ran looked up suddenly, and she suddenly thought of this question.