The female supporting role is crazy about the male lead

This notebook was used for writing her diary when she was in junior high school.

The young girl was just beginning to fall in love, and most of the things recorded above were the original owner's girlish thoughts. Looking back on them now, they seem both innocent and shameful.

The man lowered his head slightly under her questioning, his expression unchanged, "No, this is your privacy."

Xia Ran felt relieved after hearing this. Gu Qingzuo was still very trustworthy to her, unlike his younger brother.

The two of them spent the rest of their time together quite happily, and because Xia Ran tacitly allowed it, the ice between them was broken, and they regained the feeling they had many years ago and became friends again.

"Ranran, I'm very happy today." Gu Qingzuo looked at the woman who was eating snacks in front of him with a relaxed tone.

It seems that returning these two things to her is the right decision. As long as she no longer rejects his approach, he will have his own way to make her fall in love with him step by step.

"Me too." The woman smiled. As long as they didn't have any romantic relationship with Gu Qingzuo, he could be a good friend.

Finally, on the way home in Gu Qingzuo's car, the topic was always brought up by the man about memories of the past. The two also discussed some information related to "Eternal Clouds". Xia Ran was very relaxed throughout the whole journey.

When they arrived at the VIP hidden door of the community, Xia Ran carefully observed the surrounding environment before getting out of the car just in case. After making sure it was absolutely safe, he put on his hat and mask again, opened the door and got out.

"Ranran." The man in the car called her.

Xia Ran turned around when he heard the voice and asked, "What's wrong?" with his hand still holding the car door.

The man didn't say anything, but just smiled and mouthed something to her.

Hmm? Xia Ran was puzzled and lowered his head slightly, "What did you say?"

Gu Qingzuo in the car smiled even more happily. His handsome face was half hidden in the dimness and half under the dim street lights, charming and mysterious.

He said it again, his voice still too low to be heard.

"Brother Qingzuo, what did you say? I didn't hear you. Say it again." Xia Ran said as he moved closer to the car window, almost reaching in.

Gu Qingzuo also moved slightly forward, and the distance between the two of them suddenly shortened, but just stopped at a distance that was not too offensive. "I say, good night, sleep well."

After saying this, the man returned to his chair.

So that's it. Xia Ran also smiled, "Good night, Brother Qingzuo. I'll leave first."

When the woman was no longer in sight, Gu Qingzuo in the car turned around and pressed something on his mobile phone, then looked up and stared at a small dark alley in front of him.

After a while, car lights and hazard lights turned on in that small dark alley.

In that dark and secluded corner, there was actually a van parked. The van was well concealed by the terrain and appearance. If it hadn't turned on the lights, no one would have noticed it.

Seeing this, Gu Qingzuo felt relieved, found the chat box with Gu Yunyou, took out a photo from the album, and sent it.

Then he took another look at the community gate in front of him, shifted gears and turned the steering wheel. The luxury car made a harsh sound of tire friction on the quiet road, followed by a huge engine roar.

The man drove away.

When Xia Ran came back this time, the neighbor's house had returned to peace and quiet. A new lock was even replaced on the front door. After a day of cleaning, the neighbors should have moved in.

Check-in was quite quick and the woman opened the door and walked in.

Her next-door neighbor's house.

Just as the woman thought, a lot of things were added to the previous model room.

The most eye-catching thing is that an upright piano has been moved into the corner of the living room. It emits a silky glow under the indoor lights and it is obvious that it is very expensive.

"Click." The bathroom door opened.

A man with his upper body naked and his lower body wrapped in a bath towel came out.

The muscle lines on the man's naked upper body are clear and graceful. Not thick but full of explosive power. Every stroke looks like a masterpiece carefully carved by God.

He had just finished taking a shower, and there were still drops of water sliding down his chest, gathering at his waist and abdomen, and disappearing into the depths.

Looking up again, there is another handsome face as if it was carved by a knife or an axe. At this moment, his eyebrows are slightly raised, and he seems to be in a good mood.

Gu Yunyou casually touched his slightly wet hair, picked up the phone on the table in the living room, and prepared to contact his Ranran.

As a result, when he opened his phone, the first thing that caught his eye was a photo that Gu Qingzuo sent him.

Without any other words, his brother only sent a photo, a photo of him and Ranran.

In the photo, they seem to be in a private box, the environment is quiet and elegant.

Both of them were dressed modestly, but their actions were not modest at all. Anyone with a discerning eye could see the intimate atmosphere lingering between them.

Ranran and his brother sat on opposite sides of a tea table, both turning their heads to face the camera.

The man enlarged the photo with his steamy fingers and moved it to the woman, observing her carefully, not missing any details.

Both of them had bright smiles on their faces. Gu Yunyou looked into the woman's pupils for a long time, making sure that the woman's eyes were filled with a completely happy and relaxed smile, without a trace of reluctance or unwillingness.

Looking down again, the woman's subconscious body posture shows that she is leaning forward slightly, and her other hand on the table is only a fingertip away from the man's hand, about to touch it.

She had never shown in front of him the attitude of completely letting go of her mental defenses.

Gu Yunyou threw the phone away directly.

The next day, Xia Ran was still sleeping soundly, but was forced to get up by the incessant ringing of the doorbell.

I picked up my phone first, and Sister Qing’s call number was flashing on the screen.

When Xia Ran picked up the phone, she was yelled at by the anxious woman at the other end, "Xia Ran! Hurry up and open the door for me. I'm so anxious, why are you still sleeping?"

For the first time, there was no trace of smile in Sister Qing's voice, and there was a strong sense of anxiety in her seriousness.

Something must have happened, or something big, and Xia Ran's heart sank.